The whole world knows that Mr. Ji is chasing his wife

He Wei looked at Ji Yan's sad face, sighed, and said, "Mr. Ji, actually it's fine as long as you have your heart set on it. You don't have to do everything yourself."

After all, based on Mr. Ji’s cooking experience which is better than nothing, if the young lady ate the food cooked by Mr. Ji himself, her illness might become more serious!

It’s better to put aside any touching moments later. Health is the most important thing!

Ji Yan held the kitchen knife and hesitated.

"Didn't you say that Jiang Di is angry with me because I have never expressed my love to her? I think it's useless even if it's just words without actions."

He Wei put on a painful smile.

As expected of Mr. Ji, he is very good and can draw inferences from one instance to another.

But... hasn't he thought that the young lady's life is also important?

He Wei saw that Ji Yan was preparing to cook chicken and uncooked rice together, and he quickly pressed his hand.

"Mr. Ji, I remember that the young lady doesn't like chicken." He Wei thought out of a hurry, "The ingredients at home are limited, so I might as well ask the chef of the restaurant to make dinner and bring it over."

Ji Yan lowered his head and looked at the little chicken and tomatoes left at home. After thinking for a moment, he nodded.

"You go contact the restaurant chef."

"clear."

Ji Yan turned on the faucet and washed his hands. When he was about to go back to the room to accompany Jiang Di, he paused and put his hand to the tip of his nose and smelled it.

Jian's eyebrows furrowed.

A fishy smell stained the fingertips.

He washed his hands with hand sanitizer, soap, and dishwashing liquid in sequence. When the smell on his fingertips was almost only a mixed fragrance, he lifted his feet and left the kitchen.

He Wei saw all this and couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Ji, a person with a mysophobia, is willing to wash hands and make soup for the young lady..."

He looked at the mess in the kitchen, his eyebrows moved, and then he continued: "Although I didn't succeed, my intention is extraordinary."

He Wei started to clean up the mess, muttering: "I hope the young lady can be moved by Mr. Ji one day and go home with him. Otherwise, I really have nothing to teach Mr. Ji."

……

Ji Yan put a new towel on Jiang Di's forehead, then sat on the edge of the bed and held her hand tightly.

The sky gradually darkened, and the bright moonlight shone into the house through the window.

Jiang Di's eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.

She moved her fingers, only to find that they were being held firmly by another big hand.

"You're awake." A man's voice came next to his ear.

Jiang Di was slightly startled and turned around to see Ji Yan looking at him with worry.

She sat up, the towel falling from her forehead.

Ji Yan quickly picked it up and put it aside, then put his hand on Jiang Di's forehead and touched his face.

"Fortunately, the fever is gone." He breathed a sigh of relief and his expression relaxed a lot.

"How long have I slept?" Jiang Di's head was still groggy.

"It's only a few hours." Ji Yan picked up a bowl of clear porridge from the bedside table, with fine particles of shrimp and abalone on top.

He put the small spoon to Jiang Di's mouth and said, "Eat something, it's still hot."

Jiang Di felt that he was confused because he was not in heaven. How could he see Ji Yan looking so attentive?

Her fingers clenched the quilt tightly and she curled her lips and said, "If you don't eat, you won't be hungry."

As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

The atmosphere in the room was instantly awkward.

Jiang Di glanced at Ji Yan guiltily, but he didn't seem to care. The hand holding the spoon stayed in front of Jiang Di.

"Eat something. Huh?" There was a hint of begging in his tone.

Jiang Di thought that there was not much food left at home. If he got up and started cooking, he didn't know how long he would have to work.

So he opened his mouth and ate the porridge that Ji Yan fed into his mouth.

It has a rich aroma in the mouth, and the fine-grained meat is chewy and chewy. Jiang Di couldn't help but take a few more bites.

While feeding her, Ji Yan introduced: "I asked the chef of a three-star Michelin restaurant to make this. If you like it, I will learn it and make it for you often in the future."

"Just you?" Jiang Di swallowed the food in his mouth, waved his hand and said, "Forget it. You can't even tell the difference between green onions and leeks. I'm afraid you'll poison me to death."

Ji Yan's eyebrows moved but he did not refute.

Seeing Jiang Di speak so energetically, he was relieved a lot.

Soon, the bottom of the bowl of porridge was gone.

"Do you still want to eat? I'll tell someone to do it."

Ji Yan put the empty bowl on the bedside table and took out a tissue to wipe Jiang Di's mouth.

His hands were a little cold, and he gently rubbed his fingertips on Jiang Di's lips through a thin layer of paper, feeling her soft and delicate lips.

Ji Yan tried hard to restrain himself and resisted the urge to kiss her.

After wiping his mouth, Jiang Di raised his hand and touched his lower lip.

"Why does my mouth hurt?"

Ji Yan paused, remembering that he had secretly bit Jiang Di while she was sleeping.

"Maybe the fever evaporated the water in the body, and the mouth was dry and cracked." He quickly made up a reasonable reason.

"Probably so." Jiang Di picked up the water glass on the bedside, took a few sips and moistened his lips.

Ji Yan looked over inadvertently, and her already bright red lips became more and more attractive at this moment.

Desire ignited in his heart, and Ji Yan suddenly felt his mouth was dry.

He picked up the cup that Jiang Di had just put down, raised his head and drank, which was enough to extinguish the desire in his heart.

Something was obviously wrong with Jiang Di's expression. She pointed at the cup and said, "I drank from this."

Ji Yan disagreed and took two more sips.

After putting down the cup, he bent down and got close to Jiang Di's face.

"When we were husband and wife, we slept together. What's so taboo about drinking a glass of water with us?"

After listening, Jiang Di's face turned a little flushed.

Although what he said was rough and unreasonable, but...

Jiang Di couldn't help but think of the erotic dream he had today, and his eyes suddenly became blurred.

She lowered her head slightly, fearing that Ji Yan would see what was on her mind.

"The past was before, and now is now!" Jiang Di got out of bed, put on his slippers, and dragged Ji Yan out of the room.

"Thank you for taking care of me today. Now that I have recovered, I don't need to worry about you anymore."

Jiang Di pushed Ji Yan out of the gate step by step.

"It's very late. You should go back quickly. It's a bit far from your home."

"Not far." Ji Yan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "I live next door."

After speaking, Ji Yan raised his hand and pointed to the right.

"what?"

Jiang Di poked his head out and saw He Wei moving furniture at the door of the house next door.

Perhaps sensing Jiang Di's gaze, He Wei stopped what he was doing and waved to her: "Good evening, young lady."

Jiang Di then remembered that the house next to him had been bought by Ji Yan. Even if she didn't want to be his neighbor, she had no right to stop him.

She curled her lips and said, "Don't call me Madam anymore. He and I have divorced."

He Wei was stunned for a moment, glanced at Ji Yan's expression with discernment, and then said: "I will always only recognize you as a young lady, just like Mr. Ji only recognizes you as a wife."

Ji Yan's eyes lit up, he didn't expect He Wei to be so good at flattery? He really didn't pick the wrong person in the first place.

Ji Yan calmly gave He Wei a look of affirmation.

After He Wei received it, he quietly gestured "OK" with his hand and moved the furniture into the house.

But Jiang Di didn't seem to be moved by a few words. At this moment, she returned to a somewhat distant look towards Ji Yan.

"Mr. Ji, please come back."

"Bang——" Jiang Di closed the door.

Ji Yan stood outside the door, his face gloomy.

This woman...

He thought that if he took good care of him today, she would relax her vigilance against him, and the relationship would at least make some progress, not to mention completely repairing it, right?

But now it seems that he was too optimistic.

Ji Yan sighed softly and walked slowly towards the next door.

He was not discouraged.

The first to get the moon from the tower near the water is to figure out what will happen next.

----

Tracy Villa.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the Jiang family was a bit solemn.

Chen Hui paced anxiously in the living room, rubbing her sweaty palms from time to time.

Not long ago, Jiang Lili was taken away by the police, saying that she was involved in drug dealing and framed Jiang Di.

Chen Hui could only watch her daughter being taken away. She knew that if the police continued to investigate, sooner or later they would find out that Jiang Lili was the mastermind behind the kidnapping of Jiang Di. By then, she would really be unable to save herself. daughter!

Jiang Qifeng had to find Jiang Di. They were father and daughter, so they would definitely be better at talking than him.

As long as she can get Jiang Di's letter of understanding and ask her not to pursue the case, maybe Jiang Lily can be released.

"Why hasn't this old man come back yet?" Chen Hui glanced at the clock anxiously. It was already very late.

"Probably he's out drinking and looking for a lady again. It's true that a dog can't change its habit of eating shit!"

Just when Chen Hui was about to pick up her phone and call Jiang Qifeng, the door lock turned.

She hurriedly walked over and happened to bump into Jiang Qifeng entering the door.

After finally expecting someone to come back, Chen Hui didn't know what to say.

She took the suit jacket that Jiang Qifeng took off and frowned in thought.

On the contrary, Jiang Qifeng was the first to speak and asked: "I haven't seen Lily for several days, and she still shuts herself in the room?"

"Uh, no more..." Chen Hui replied hesitantly.

"It's okay if you don't." Jiang Qifeng loosened his tie, walked to the sofa and sat down.

"There are only two daughters in the Jiang family. I don't have any hope for Jiang Di. You should teach Lily well on weekdays. Now that you have joined the Crown World Group, you should work hard and try to have a better relationship with Ji Yan. Even if Jiang is gone in the future. Di, as long as Lily lives up to her expectations, she can still ask the Ji family for help."

Jiang Qifeng slowly lit a cigarette and took a deep breath with half-closed eyes.

Outside the smoke, Chen Hui's anxious look was clearly visible.

She cleared her throat, twisted her waist and hips and sat down next to Jiang Qifeng.

"Honey, if something happens to the Jiang family, of course Lily will try her best to help. She will never be like that heartless sister."

"Well, that's good." Jiang Qifeng nodded slightly and continued to smoke.

"Then..." Chen Hui took Jiang Qifeng's arm and asked, "If something happens to Lily, the Jiang family will help her, right?"