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

Ji Qinqin's eyes widened and she shouted loudly regardless of her image: "What? If you hadn't knocked off my bag, would I have bent over and ruined my clothes?!"

The clerk explained helplessly: "I just wanted to pick it up, but you didn't want me to touch it."

After saying that, the clerk pointed to the surveillance camera in the corner: "It's all recorded."

Ji Qinqin suffered a loss and was filled with anger and had nowhere to vent.

At this moment, Xu Qingya touched her wrist and said, "Qinqin, it's okay. Daddy gave me a lot of money before I went out. I'll pay for this broken skirt."

Ji Qinqin didn't bother to think about whether Xu Qingya had good intentions. She only felt a sense of being humiliated.

Not only did she have a bad figure and her skirt was torn, but she was also ridiculed that she couldn't afford the money?

Ji Qinqin threw Xu Qingya's hand away. Because the force was too strong, Xu Qingya lost her balance and fell directly to the floor.

"You should keep the little money you have for yourself! If you hadn't been there to encourage me to say something, this skirt suits me very well, would I have made such a fool of myself?"

After saying that, Ji Qinqin angrily walked into the fitting room to change clothes.

Seeing this, the clerk quickly helped Xu Qingya up from the ground: "Miss, are you okay?"

Xu Qingya bit her lips tightly, trying to suppress her tears and said nothing.

----

Jiang Di walked around the mall for a while before waiting for Qiao Momo's call.

"I'm sorry A Di, the director of the agency said he has something to do tonight. Are you free at eight o'clock tomorrow night?"

"sure."

"Well, he happens to have a drinking party tomorrow night at Ye Mi Club."

"Okay, thank you for being silent."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Di carried large and small bags, put all the things he bought on the passenger seat, and then drove home.

"Young Madam, you are back!" Jiang Di heard Aunt Zhou's enthusiastic voice as soon as she entered the door.

"I was on the phone with an aunt in the village yesterday. Her daughter-in-law hadn't gotten pregnant for several years, and then she met a crazy Taoist priest who gave her a prescription. Hey, don't tell me! Did the daughter-in-law drink it? By two months, I was pregnant!”

Aunt Zhou said with joy as she took Jiang Di's shopping bag.

"I asked for the prescription and made some medicine for you today. What a coincidence. You came back just after it was ready. Why don't you drink it while it's still hot?"

In the past, Jiang Di would have a headache as soon as he heard that he needed to take medicine. But now she knows that Aunt Zhou is sincerely good to her and will not harm her.

"Okay, bring it."

While Aunt Zhou was going back to the kitchen to get medicine, Jiang Di was looking for the biggest one among a pile of shopping bags.

"Young Madam, it's here. You can drink it."

Jiang Di took the medicine bowl and drank it all in one gulp while holding his breath.

"Here, take another candy."

I have to say that Aunt Zhou was really well prepared.

Jiang Di smiled and put the candy in his mouth, and the sweet taste spread in his mouth.

She handed the biggest shopping bag to Aunt Zhou: "This is for you."

Aunt Zhou opened her mouth wide in flattery and never dared to take the bag.

"Young Madam, I have already received my salary every month, so I can't accept any more gifts from you." Aunt Zhou pushed the shopping bag.

Jiang Di took Aunt Zhou's arm and put the shopping bag on her hand.

"Didn't you say two days ago that your wife always has insomnia when sleeping? This is a latex pillow imported from Thailand. It is ergonomically designed and can protect the cervical spine well, correct sleeping posture, and help you fall asleep quickly. Your wife Farm work is already very tiring, if you can’t even sleep well, how can your body bear the stress?”

Aunt Zhou looked troubled and her tone was a little nervous: "Mrs. Madam, you misunderstood. I just talk a lot, and I am chatting with you about household matters. I am not hinting that I want to take something."

"I know." Jiang Di held Aunt Zhou's hand and tried to comfort her, "If your wife is not in good health, don't you have to resign and go home to take care of him? Then, I will have to find someone reliable outside. The nanny will come and teach Ji Yan how to place things in the house from the beginning. This pillow is not worth mentioning compared to the effort that will be spent later. "

"But..." Aunt Zhou was still hesitant. She knew that the young lady was looking for a reason to appease her.

"Stop it, just take it. I'm tired and I want to go back to my room and lie down. Do you want to stand here with me all the time?"

Aunt Zhou accepted the gift and said "thank you" several times.

After Jiang Di returned to the room, his cell phone rang several times.

She picked up her phone and saw that it was a group message sent by Canghai Yixiao.

Canghai smiled: "Jiang Di, that's good enough. You got rid of the rumors on the Internet so quickly."

Jiang Di typed and replied: "This is all the result of God K."

God K: "You're welcome. Just stop scolding me when you practice in the future."

Jiang Di replied with a smile: "That won't work. It's not long before the competition. A strict teacher produces a good disciple."

Canghai smiled: "I heard that Yi Yi Ao also signed up for the competition this time."

Yi Ao is another major anchor on the Penguin live streaming platform.

Although she had never met Jiang Di, she had heard of him, and his strength should not be underestimated.

"It's okay, we just have to listen to fate and play our best."

After Jiang Di replied to the last message, Ji Yan called.

"I won't be back tonight because I have something to do." The voice on the other end of the phone seemed less cold than usual.

Maybe it's because the sound is somewhat distorted due to the signal, Jiang Di thought.

"I know."

The receiver suddenly went silent for a few seconds, and no more sound came from it.

Jiang Di took out his cell phone and checked it, but he still didn't hang up.

She fed her several times before the other person continued to speak: "Why don't you ask me why I don't go home?"

"You are free to go wherever you want. Why am I asking?" Jiang Di replied lightly.

"I am your legal husband, and you don't care about me at all?"

The tone on the other end of the phone contained a hint of sullenness.

But at this moment, Jiang Di was angrier than him.

Wasn't he quite disgusted when she pestered Ji Yan about his itinerary before?

Why is he still unhappy when she doesn't ask now?

No matter what he did, it was wrong. Ji Yan was simply disgusting her, right?

Jiang Di rolled his eyes where Ji Yan couldn't see him, and then replied: "If you think so, there's nothing I can do about it."

There was another three seconds of silence.

Then Ji Yan changed the subject: "Are you free tomorrow night?"

"No time."

Ji Yan ignored Jiang Di's refusal: "I took a bottle of 82 Lafite and we will taste wine together tomorrow night."

"I told you, I'm not free tomorrow night. You can drink it yourself, I'm not interested."

"I have something to say to you tomorrow night." Ji Yan rubbed his temples and said sincerely.

Have something to say?

Jiang Di quickly made a guess in his mind.

Did he agree to divorce?

"Okay, but I have something to do tomorrow and may come back later."

"As long as you dare to come back before twelve o'clock in the evening."

After Ji Yan hung up the phone, he turned to He Wei and asked, "Are you ready for everything needed for the candlelight dinner?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Ji. I've contacted you in advance about the ingredients, venue decoration, and atmospheric band. I guarantee that you will have a romantic and unforgettable birthday."

"Yeah. Make sure nothing goes wrong tomorrow."

"clear."

Ji Yan walked up to the box where he had just been. When he reached the door of the room, he put away the look of disgust on his face and opened the door.

"Mr. Yang, let's continue chatting."

Yang Yaosheng of Netcom Group pinched the beautiful lady who was accompanying him on his thigh, and then raised his glass to Ji Yan with a drunken look on his face: "Here, keep drinking!"

----

The next night.

Jiang Di put on the snow-white knee-length skirt she bought yesterday, put on makeup that made her look cheerful, and went out.

Considering that she might be socializing and drinking while talking about things, she deliberately did not drive, but took a taxi and went to the entrance of Ye Mi Club.

Following the private room number given by Qiao Momo, Jiang Di knocked on the door.

The door opened, and the waiter inside was topless, with chest muscles so strong that they could crush an apple.

"Madam, please come in." The waiter welcomed her in a bubble voice.

Greasy, too greasy.

Jiang Di quickly turned his gaze away from the fleshy body, as if he would get a needle-prick if he looked at it one more time.

At this time, three men in suits and ties were sitting on the sofa in the private room.

Seeing Jiang Di coming, one of the tall men wearing black-rimmed glasses stood up.

He stretched out his hand towards her: "Jiang Di, right? I am the director of Serpi Culture Media, Yang Zijian."

Jiang Di shook hands with him and responded politely: "Hello, Director Yang."

"Come, sit down for a while. Momo has told me all about your situation. Let's have fun today. When you are happy, we can sign the contract directly."

"Ok."

Jiang Di sat down next to Yang Zijian, and she quickly glanced at the other two people with her peripheral vision.

I always feel like something is wrong.

The two men's gazes fell on him very hotly, making Jiang Di very uncomfortable.

"Ms. Jiang, come." Yang Zijian handed over a glass of wine, "Do you need me to order a male model for you? All the male models here are muscular men."

Jiang Di glanced at the waiter standing at the door and remembered that he had ordered a male model at the Venice nightclub, and the next day Ji Yan directly reported the nightclub for rectification.

She waved her hand: "No, thank you Director Yang."

"Hahaha." Yang Zijian's smile always makes people feel a little bit vulgar, "It seems that Miss Jiang is still a bit introverted. In the anchoring industry, you have to be open-minded."

Jiang Di nodded slightly, smiled and said a few perfunctory words.

I always feel that today's situation is not serious.

After a while, several scantily clad women walked into the private room, their bodies smelling of makeup and powder.

They walked to these men one by one, sat down, and handed them drinks in coquettish voices.

The woman sitting next to Yang Zijian squeezed between him and Jiang Di, drawing circles on Yang Zijian's chest with her fingertips.

"Boss, how long has it been since you came to see me? Have you forgotten me?"

"No, how could it be? You will always be my little sweetheart."