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

Although Wang Zhaodi is young, she usually hangs out with her gangster friends and watches a lot of TV series.

In comparison, she is smarter than Sister Chen who only listens to other people's gossip at the entrance of the town.

"It's not a big problem." Wang Zhaodi's eyelashes fluttered, and she was much calmer than Sister Chen, "Looking at the way he looked just now, he was very kind to Jiang Di. As long as we can please Jiang Di, Mr. Ji will not do anything to us. "

"But..." Sister Chen frowned, "Jiang Di won't be angry about what I just said, right?"

Wang Zhaodi sighed softly, not daring to complain blatantly, so she could only scold her in a gentle tone: "Mom, you spoke too harshly, and I can't even stop you."

Hearing that her adopted daughter, who was accustomed to beating and scolding, began to blame herself, Sister Chen's face darkened, and instead she started to say harsh words to Wang Zhaodi.

"Since you are so capable, I will leave this matter to you. If you can't go abroad to help Yaozu earn some money and come back, I will sell you to the lame old man next door!"

After saying that, Sister Chen snatched Wang Zhaodi's cell phone and gave it to Yao Zu: "Go ahead and play, your sister's things belong to you. If she wants to rob her again in the future, just come to me!"

"Oh, I see!"

Yaozu held the mobile phone, stuck out his tongue at Wang Zhaodi and made a face, shouted: "Someone wants to marry a lame old man!", and then ran away.

Wang Zhaodi clenched her fists and stood there, feeling aggrieved. Her eyes were red and she couldn't help but shed tears.

"Since you are so rich, you can just give me something. If I have to study for the college entrance examination, what's the use? After graduation, you don't have to go to work and earn thousands of dollars every month." Wang Zhaodi muttered greedily. With.

She lowered her head and glanced at the toes that could not be covered by the tattered shoes. They were all cut, red and swollen.

Wang Zhaodi pounded the table hatefully: "We are all reincarnated as human beings. Why would someone kneel down and knead her feet when they are a little swollen, while I have to dance endlessly and perform in front of men?"

After learning that Jiang Di was the ex-wife of the richest man in Jiachuan City, Wang Zhaodi became more ambitious.

She took out the second-hand keyboard machine she had bought frugally and sent a message to Jiang Di.

"Sister Jiang Di, today is all my mother's fault. Don't take it to heart. Your words have benefited me a lot and I have realized my shortcomings. I will study English well and prepare for studying abroad. "

……

Jiang Di was still sitting in the back seat of the Maybach when he received the news from Wang Zhaodi.

The journey back to the city was long, and she was about to fall asleep due to the bumpy road, but this news woke her up again.

Seeing Jiang Di's frown gradually tightening, Ji Yan understood.

"Did that female student message you again?"

"Yes." Jiang Di nodded lightly. She pondered for a while and then asked: "I made this decision too impulsively. As soon as I heard that this girl was in the same situation as me, I wanted to help her."

Jiang Di leaned his head on the soft seat, his expression a little sad.

Ji Yan looked at Jiang Di's annoyed look and comforted him: "It's not your fault. For a charity gala that invited so many celebrities, it didn't even conduct a background check on the recipients of the funding. It was obviously the organizer's negligence. "

"And people's hearts are unpredictable. If you have been with some people for more than ten years, you may not discover their true colors."

"Don't blame yourself too much, it will only cause you to internalize yourself. As long as you live in this world with a clear conscience, that's all."

"Leave the rest to me and I will protect you."

Ji Yan said a lot in one breath, all of which showed his preference for Jiang Di.

But Jiang Di was so focused on Wang Zhaodi that he didn't notice Ji Yan's eyes full of love.

She lowered her eyes, sighed, and said, "I hope Zhaodi can figure it out on her own, otherwise even if I send her abroad, she won't be able to truly control her own life."

Jiang Di turned to look at Ji Yan: "Do you think I'm too fussy? In fact, if you calculate the cost of going abroad, it might add up to one or two million. By the time my variety show recording is over, I'll almost have it together. I'll hire it all. If it’s Di, I can still make more money myself.”

"It's useless." Ji Yan shook his head and said: "People are not as good as snakes. If it's the first time, there will be countless times. No one's money comes from strong winds. You forgot that you just became an anchor. When you were there, you broadcast live all night just to ask for some money for gifts?"

Jiang Di's expression was startled. She revealed this in an interview with a magazine. Did Ji Yan read all her interviews?

Ji Yan continued to persuade: "It is better to teach someone to fish than to teach someone to fish. Your decision is not wrong. Only by studying hard can you help her."

"okay, I get it."

Jiang Di pursed his lips, suppressed his untimely softness, turned off the phone screen, and did not reply to Wang Zhaodi's message.

"I hope she can figure it out on her own when she comes to see me again."

……

After the episode, the bumps on the road brought out Jiang Di's sleepiness again.

The sound of wind whistling through the car window gradually swept away her consciousness, and she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

He Wei glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that there was such a long distance between Ji Yan and Jiang Di that there was enough space for another person to sit down.

He took advantage of the situation and turned the opposite direction to change lanes.

The car suddenly twisted, and Jiang Di relied on inertia and fell into Ji Yan's arms.

Ji Yan lowered his head and saw the sleeping woman lying on his lap, then raised his head and looked in front of him. He Wei stretched out a hand and gestured "OK" to him.

He tucked Jiang Di's broken hair behind his ears, and his fair and delicate profile looked even softer under the sunlight, revealing a bit of elegance and youthfulness that made people want to take a second look.

Seeing that Jiang Di was sleeping soundly, Ji Yan boldly touched her red lips with his fingers and rubbed them gently.

The soft touch is transmitted from the fingertips to the brain, with a slight numbness, like a kitten scratching the heart.

Ji Yan rolled up the car window, and the temperature inside the car gradually increased.

He gently held Jiang Di's cheek, his movements extremely cautious, as if he were holding fragile porcelain or the apple of his eye.

……

After a long journey, He Wei finally sent the two of them to their residence.

"Thank you for your hard work today. I'll give you two days off."

After Ji Yan patted He Wei on the shoulder, he carried Jiang Di, who was still awake, and walked towards the building.

"Thank you, Mr. Ji!" He Wei bowed slightly toward Ji Yan's back.

He knew that the two days of vacation were not because of the director's sympathy for his tired driving, but because of that clever lane change.

Ji Yan carried Jiang Di and walked to the door of his house. He knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came to open it.

He had no choice but to take Jiang Di to his home next door and wait until she woke up to talk about everything.

Ji Yan closed the curtains, tucked Jiang Di into bed, kissed her forehead quietly, and then led her through the bedroom door to the living room.

He took out his mobile phone and called He Wei: "When you come back from vacation, go to the charity foundation to report this matter. If the female student keeps pestering Jiang Di again, let them come forward to solve it." ."

"clear."

"Also, this charity foundation is not official. Who is the boss behind it? Check it out."

"Okay, I'll do it as soon as I get back from vacation."

"Ah."

Ji Yan put his phone aside and walked towards the kitchen.

……

Jiang Di was awakened by the tempting aroma of food.

She slowly opened her eyes, looked at the unfamiliar ceiling, and rubbed her sleepy eyes.

"This is at……?"

Jiang Di got out of bed, opened the bedroom door with his slippers on, and walked to the kitchen following the scent.

When she saw Ji Yan working in the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up, her jaw dropped.

Neatly cut lotus root slices, marinated pork ribs, and the white fish soup in the pot...

"You...did you do all this?"

Jiang Di felt that he must not have woken up yet, so this was probably not a dream.

When Ji Yan heard this, he raised his eyes and saw Jiang Di appearing in front of him. He then raised his lips and chuckled: "Yes."

"You didn't even know how to cook noodles before, how could this be possible..."

If there were plates of prepared dishes placed here, Jiang Di might be able to guess that it was the takeout ordered by Ji Yan.

But all of these in front of me are still in the preparation stage, so they can’t be ordered!

And just now Jiang Di was standing at the door of the kitchen and witnessed Ji Yan's knife skills in cutting tofu, and he almost caught up with her!

Ji Yan was very satisfied with Jiang Di's shocked expression, because it showed that his learning of cooking was very effective.

"I signed up for a cooking class some time ago, and now I only know these few dishes." Ji Yan continued to immerse himself in the work at hand.

"Cooking class?" Jiang Di leaned forward and took a deep breath of the fish soup, "Why are you learning this?"

Ji Yan explained while chopping vegetables: "When you were sick before, I couldn't even cook you some porridge, so I signed up for a class and learned how to cook. If you get sick again in the future, I can help you." You make seafood porridge to nourish your stomach."

"Bah, bah, bah! Crow's mouth! Why are you still expecting me to get sick?"

Ji Yan smiled innocently, but without stopping, he said, "If you are alive and kicking, you wish you were eight feet away from me, so that I can still have the chance to cook for you?"

Jiang Di was startled when he heard this, and felt a warm feeling in his heart.

She crossed her arms, as if she was the master of the family, and ordered Ji Yan in a strict manner: "You cook this meal well, if it tastes delicious, I will give you extra points, and I can also specially approve you to become my exclusive chef. "

"Really?" Ji Yan raised his face and asked in surprise.

"Really." Jiang Di nodded vigorously, "Come on, Mr. Ji. A CEO who can't cook is not a good ex-husband. I'm optimistic about you."

Encouraged by the goal of extra points, Ji Yan immediately accelerated his knife skills.

After all the preparations were done, he turned to Jiang Di and said, "I'm going to start cooking. There is a lot of fumes in the kitchen, which is bad for women's skin. You can go to the living room and sit down and wait for me."

"Okay." Jiang Di picked up the cut apple on the table and took a bite.

As soon as I turned around, I heard a sizzling sound coming from the pot behind me, and the smell of marinated pork ribs mixed with onions, ginger, and garlic entered my nose.

What will Ji Yan's cooking taste like? Jiang Di started to look forward to it.