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

Chen Moqian, who was originally attached to Lu Shili, suddenly froze when she heard Lin Che's name.

She retracted her arm around Lu Shili's neck, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone: "Don't mention bad things when you go out to play, as it will affect your mood."

After saying that, Chen Moqian squeezed through the swaying crowd and walked towards the exit of the nightclub, leaving Lu Shili alone and frozen in place.

When Chen Moqian walked to the door, she took off the mask on her face in the dark and threw it into the trash can.

"Being a so-called big star means not only risking your life, but you also have to hide when you go out to have fun. It's boring."

Chen Moqian dodged into the blue BMW on the side of the road and drove away with the sound of the engine.

And in the parking space just vacated by the BMW, there was another black Maybach, slowly stopping.

The car door opened, only to see long straight legs touching the ground, and a tall figure exposed in the hazy night.

He walked to the door of the nightclub, looked up at the flashing signboard above, and then glanced at the men and women hugging each other at the door.

"It seems that the last rectification was not strong enough."

He Wei followed the man and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Ji, do you need me to contact the relevant departments immediately?"

"No need." Ji Yan refused coldly, and then walked straight into the Venice nightclub.

The dance floor was crowded and the lights were shining.

Ji Yan's eyes like an eagle quickly caught Jiang Di sitting in the booth.

When He Wei saw him raising his feet to go that way, he quickly walked in front of Ji Yan and pushed aside the crowded crowd for him.

"Sorry, I can borrow it for a moment.", "Please give me a chance."...

He Wei endured the strange looks from the people around him and finally escorted Ji Yan safely to Jiang Di.

"Young Madam, Young Madam?"

Jiang Di, who was already a little drunk, didn't even realize that the person calling him was him.

"Come on, keep drinking! I won't go home until I'm drunk tonight!" Jiang Di raised his wine glass, his face flushed.

Ji Yan put one hand in his suit trouser pocket and grabbed Jiang Di's wine glass with a stern expression: "Jiang Di, are you having fun?"

There was a sudden lightness in his hand. Jiang Di didn't have time to look up and opened his mouth first: "Generally, people are only happy when they get promoted, make money and kill their husbands!"

After saying that, she raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her.

He stood in the backlight, and all he could see at first glance was a tall and burly silhouette.

Jiang Di half-squinted his eyes, trying to focus on the man's facial features.

A sword-shaped eyebrow spans across both eyes, the bridge of the nose is high, and the thin lips are slightly pursed.

Taken apart, these facial features are all Jiang Di's favorite type.

But together, they formed a face that she didn't want to see right now.

"Ji Yan?" Jiang Di's drunkenness was mostly dispelled in an instant. She straightened up and looked at him with a somewhat nervous look.

"What? Ji Yan is here?"

When Qiao heard these two words silently, she suddenly had a stress reaction and sat up from the sofa.

Sure enough, Ji Yan stood silently in front of the booth, out of tune with the noisy environment around him, looking at them with a gloomy face.

He took Jiang Di's hand and said coldly: "Come home with me."

Jiang Di twisted his wrist and tried to break free: "What to do?"

"It seems like I should ask you this. You are a married woman, come to a place like this and want to find a male model?" Ji Yan raised his eyebrows with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

After hearing this, Jiang Di rolled her eyes at him.

She really wanted to crack open Ji Yan's brain and see what outdated and backward thoughts were inside. If you are married, you can’t go out to play? Can't relax with friends?

Jiang Di had reason to suspect that when human beings evolved collectively, Ji Yan hid in the house and became a fish that slipped through the net.

She was about to say something to refute him, but it happened that Qiao Momo spoke first: "Mr. Ji, in the new era, women no longer have their feet bound, but you are still bounding your cerebellum. As long as your thoughts keep up with the development of the times, you will not He would say something like married women can’t come out and have fun.”

Ji Yan was scolded by Qiao Momo. He looked away from Jiang Di and said coldly to Qiao Momo: "Doesn't your dad want to open this nightclub?"

Qiao Momo immediately fell silent. She remembered what her father had specifically told her on the phone last time, not to allow her to interfere in the affairs between Jiang Di and Ji Yan.

After all, the last time Venice closed for a week for rectification, it was Ji Yan's work.

Qiao silently thought of this and was instantly frightened.

She poked Jiang Di's arm and whispered, "Why don't you go back with him first? Otherwise, he will be a bitch and report this nightclub again. Then my dad can scold me for not wearing anything special for three days and three nights."

Jiang Di glanced at K God, who was already slumped on the sofa and unconscious. It would be impossible to expect him to stand up and fight with Ji Yan.

She met Ji Yan's gaze, sighed, and said, "Let's go, I'll go home with you."

So, He Wei took the lead, pushed through the crowded crowd again, and led the two of them into the car.

Jiang Di sat silently in the back seat with his eyes lowered and said nothing.

Ji Yan glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, coughed slightly and said, "I don't want to control your social life. You can go for a manicure or go shopping. If you don't have enough money, just swipe my card."

He stretched out his hand, lifted up a strand of Jiang Di's black hair, and said in a deep voice, "Just don't come to this kind of place again."

At this moment, the river flute was blown by the evening breeze, and there was no trace of drunkenness left. She glanced at him lightly and said expressionlessly: "Let's get a divorce. I'll wait for you at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow."

Ji Yan's pupils shrank, and a gust of wind blew away the black hair from his fingertips. The hair brushed against the palm of the hand, leaving an itchy feeling on the skin that could not be scratched.

"We'll talk about it when we get home." Ji Yan clenched his fists and looked out the car window at the street scene that was receding.

He Wei looked nervously at the two people in the rearview mirror, feeling worried but not knowing what to do.

Finally, after the quiet and eerie atmosphere in the car lasted for more than twenty minutes, the car arrived at Hengtian Palace.

When He Wei saw Jiang Di walking into the door of his house with an indifferent expression, he couldn't help but feel worried for his boss.

……

Jiang Di sat by the bed in the bedroom, waiting for Ji Yan to come out after taking a shower.

She originally wanted to organize her language and tell Ji Yan later that she really didn't want to maintain this meaningless marriage.

But on second thought, Ji Yan might want to divorce as soon as possible than she does. After all, there is a female star with a tech face waiting for her outside.

Even if it wasn't Su Lina, there was still some kind of daughter of the Lin Group that his mother had arranged for him.

In short, Mrs. Ji's position is suitable for many people, but it is not suitable for her Jiang Di.

Now that the Jiang Group has obtained the agency rights for Zhiqu, she will go to the Jiang family tomorrow to take away all her mother's belongings.

And tonight, it's time to make a clean break with Ji Yan.

After a while, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped suddenly, and heavy footsteps slowly approached.

Ji Yan pushed open the bedroom door and wiped the water droplets from his hair with a bath towel with one hand.

"Can we talk about divorce now?" Jiang Di's eyes were tired and the corners of his mouth twitched bitterly.

As if Ji Yan didn't hear it, he picked up a hair dryer and swept it over his head.

"Ji Yan?" The sound of the hair dryer was too loud, drowning out the sound of Jiang Di.

She had no choice but to wait for him to dry his hair before continuing to talk to him.

After sitting like this for another ten minutes, the room finally returned to silence.

The woman's voice was extremely firm: "If you are not busy tomorrow, then..."

"I'm very busy and have to arrange work for the villagers of Bai Laihao." Before Jiang Di could finish speaking, Ji Yan interrupted her.

"Just spare ten minutes." Jiang Di continued eagerly, "We have no marital property disputes, and we don't have to fight for the custody of our children. We just need to sign."

"Really?" Ji Yan's freshly washed hair lay softly on his forehead. He walked up to Jiang Di and pushed her down on the bed.

"Then if you have a child now, will you be reluctant to divorce? Huh?"

Ji Yan clasped Jiang Di's wrist tightly, his eyes filled with the flames of desire. He roughly pulled open the woman's collar and plundered greedily...

"It hurts, let me go!" Jiang Di roared under him.

But Ji Yan turned a deaf ear. He increased the strength in his hands and moved a little faster.

He looked at Jiang Di's tearful eyes and asked her angrily: "The more you want to escape, the more I won't let you escape. If you think the child can become your shackles, then I will tie you up." .”

Jiang Di looked at the ceiling with empty eyes, bit his lip, and squeezed out a sentence: "That may disappoint you."

Ji Yan's body suddenly froze, and he looked down at Jiang Di with deep eyes: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Di snorted coldly and said lightly: "Thanks to your mother, she used to bribe the nanny and feed me food that damaged my uterus and ovaries every day. Now no matter how hard you try, I will never get pregnant."

Ji Yan's hand holding Jiang Di suddenly loosened. After hearing this, he just frowned, but no expression of surprise appeared on his face.

Jiang Di looked at his meaningful expression, and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Could it be that you already knew there was something wrong with those nutritious meals?"

Ji Yan still pursed his lips and said nothing, but slowly moved away from her and sat cross-legged on the bed.

Jiang Di stared blankly at the snow-white ceiling, feeling as if the entire house would collapse in the next moment, burying her in the ruins.

She swallowed, and her vocal cords trembled obviously as she asked, "Ji Yan? Am I right?"

Her response was still a long silence.

But Jiang Di went crazy at this moment, grabbing Ji Yan's shoulders and shouting hysterically: "Answer me!"

Ji Yan pursed her thin lips into a straight line and looked at Jiang Di's tear-filled cheeks unbearably.

He raised his hand to brush away two lines of tears for her, his throat was a little tight, "It's over now, I've replaced the nanny, and this won't happen again."

"What?" Jiang Di's eyes widened in disbelief and his lips moved, "In other words, you really knew about it early on and you hid it from me together with them..."