Wanted order for chasing wife: Madam, don’t even think about escaping

Ji Huange here rolled her eyes at the ceiling. What kind of husband is she? She didn't even get a marriage certificate to return her husband. When did Fu Xingye become so thick-skinned? She kept talking about the subject for a long time and finally hung up. The phone was waiting for Ji Shaochen to pick her up and take her to the company.

The weather is hot in June. Ji Elegy wore a light blue dress and a pair of blue and white globally limited canvas shoes. She looked very ladylike.

"Hey Mr. Ji, did you miss me?"

Seeing Ji Shaochen leaning against the door of the white Bugatti Veyron, Ji Erge came hopping and trotting over.

"Oh my ancestor, you are in a critical period now, so you can't dance like that."

When Ji Shaochen left home to pick up Ji Elegy, he had already been taught a lesson by Fang Zhichen. He now understood very well that a woman's first three months of pregnancy is a dangerous period and she should not exercise strenuously.

"Don't I miss you, my brother?" Ji Elegy patted his shoulder.

"Okay, okay, sit in the back and put on your seat belt."

"Why can't I sit in the passenger seat? Your girlfriend won't let you." The woman looked at her brother who was much taller than her in confusion.

"What kind of girlfriend? Where's your girlfriend? I'm afraid it's dangerous for you to sit in front. If something happens to you, even a hundred lives of mine won't be enough to compensate you." Ji Shaochen was about to cry without tears. If something went wrong with Ji Elegy, Fu Hoshino is afraid that he will strangle him to death

"Don't worry, I'm fine. What could go wrong? Let's go." Ji Wenge got into the passenger seat and put on his seat belt to wait for him.

Ji Shaochen said that she had no choice but to let her go, and the two of them drove to the company. Now everyone in the company knew about Ji Wenge's pregnancy. Ji Shaochen's assistant was even more outrageous. He stretched out his wheelchair when he greeted the two people at the door.

"Who is this wheelchair for?" This was the first time she saw a pink wheelchair.

"Of course it's you, hurry up and sit down." Ji Shaochen pulled Ji Wenge, pressed her directly into the wheelchair, and pushed her away.

"I'm not in a wheelchair! Put me down," Ji Erge shouted. She finally managed to get out for a walk. What's the difference between sitting in a wheelchair and staying at home?

"No, you have to sit down." Ji Shaochen will never give in to this.

The two siblings were very eye-catching in the company. Both the staff and the artists pursed their lips and snickered. Ji Wange greeted them awkwardly.

"Elegy! Are you hurt?"

In the practice room, Nan Xi and Lan Shuning saw her like this and hurriedly paused the music and walked to the door to check on her 'injury'

"I'm not injured. I'm not Ji Shaochen yet. I have to be put in a wheelchair."

"You are a first-level protected person. If something happens to you, I can't even afford to pay for it with ten of my heads. Bah, bah, bah." Ji Shaochen rolled his eyes.

Nan Xi and Lan Shuning looked at each other and snickered.

Ji Elegy spent the whole morning watching Nan Xi and Lan Shuning dancing in the practice room. Occasionally she would sing a few lines along with her when practicing singing, but she was stopped by Bai Zongbai after she only sang two lines.

"Elegy, why don't you go home and rest?" Bai Zongbai felt like he was breaking out in a cold sweat. The child in Ji Elegy's belly was Fu Xingye's child. If anything went wrong, they would all be dead.

"I don't want it." The woman shook her head like a rattle. She couldn't help but explain how Fu Xingye could go home so early when he let her out for a day.

"Elegy, why don't we go to dinner?" Lan Shuning glanced at the time. It was lunch time at half past eleven.

"Okay" but she has had some reactions lately and probably can't eat much.