After the flash marriage, the billionaire president eavesdropped on my thoughts

Ji Fenghe raised his eyelids.

"What's going on? Nothing else, I'm leaving."

"What's your attitude? Get down on your knees!"

Ji Fenghe didn't take him seriously at all, which made Ji Xiangyang even more furious.

However, Ji Fenghe did not buy his account.

The man's eyes were cold, and his expression was full of arrogance and disdain when he looked at Ji Xiangyang.

"I'm 29 years old, not 9. I can't be manipulated as you want."

"You are really rebellious! Aren't you afraid that I will really make a will and leave all my property to your brother?"

"laugh--"

Ji Fenghe sneered and glanced at Meng Jing's face. He clearly saw the joy that flashed in her eyes when Ji Xiangyang said this.

"You don't have to force me to marry Yao Xianyu in this way. I heard what she said just now. Her words sound nice, but not nice enough to deceive people's minds. If she wanted to introduce me to a girl with a comparable family background for the good of the Ji family, why did she have to choose Yao Xianyu? There are so many young girls with good family backgrounds in Nandu, why did she choose a notorious and unloved one? Putting aside these, let's just talk about Yao Xianyu's character. What kind of character does she have? How will others look at me if I marry her? What's more, instead of thinking about developing the Ji family myself, she wants to take someone else's for herself in this way. What kind of behavior is this?"

The man spoke word by word, and every sentence was a question of what Meng Jing had just said.

Meng Jing had just heard Ji Xiangyang's words and was still trying to figure out what he meant when she heard Ji Fenghe speak her mind so bluntly. Her face suddenly turned ugly.

She cried to Ji Xiangyang tenderly:

"Xiangyang, I really didn't mean that. Believe me, I never thought about it that way."

She cried so sadly, her tears falling like rain, which made Ji Xiangyang feel distressed. Even though he felt that the question raised by Ji Fenghe made some sense, he still didn't think Meng Jing would be as bad as Ji Fenghe said.

He held Meng Jing in his arms and comforted her softly.

"Of course I believe you. It's not the first day I've known you. How could I believe everything he says? Stop crying, okay?"

Meng Jing sobbed, her eyes filled with emotion and touching as she looked at Ji Xiangyang.

Ji Feng and Leng Yan watched the two of them walk away.

"Stop!"

Hearing this, he paused but did not turn around.

"Is there anything else, Mr. Ji?"

Ji Xiangyang's chest was filled with anger, and he felt that there was no hope for his son.

"I'm telling you, you have to marry Yao Xianyu even if you don't want to! It's not up to you! Also, apologize to your Aunt Meng!"

Hearing this, Ji Fenghe turned around and looked at him. The temperature in his eyes dropped to freezing point, but he even showed a hint of smile.

"Apologize? Why should I apologize?"

"Your Aunt Meng has been so considerate of you and the entire Ji family, and you, as a junior, are so ungrateful. It would have been fine if you didn't thank her for her hard work, but instead you insulted her like this. Shouldn't you apologize?"

Hearing this, Ji Fenghe felt as if he had heard a huge joke and couldn't help but chuckle, but the smile looked ironic no matter how you looked at it.

"It's all true, how can it be an insult? I just pointed out her shameful intentions hidden deep in her heart. Why did she get so angry because I hit the nail on the head?"

Seeing that he still refused to repent, Ji Xiangyang became so angry that he started cursing.

"You careless thing! Is this what your mother taught you?"

It would have been better if he hadn't said this. As soon as he said this, Ji Fenghe, who had a smile on his face just now, was instantly overwhelmed by hostility, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent as he looked at the two of them.

"How dare you mention my mother? You are the least qualified people in the world to mention her! Have you forgotten how she died? If you hadn't cheated on me and hooked up with this woman, who had deliberately provoked my mother time and time again, how could she have been so depressed that she would have committed suicide! You still have the nerve to mention her now. If there were no legal constraints, I would have killed you, the adulterer and the whore, to vent my anger!"

After saying this, he took a long breath.

"I'm telling you, I won't marry Yao Xianyu. If you're so greedy for the Yao family's wealth, you could just divorce her and marry Yao Xianyu. It just so happens that she accepts anyone who comes, and you just happen to like this kind of woman! At least Yao Xianyu is younger than the woman in your arms, and they're the same kind of people. You'll make a fortune by marrying Yao Xianyu!"

After saying that, without waiting for Ji Xiangyang to speak, he opened the door and left.

Ji Xiangyang was so angry that he yelled, "Get out! Get out of here as far as you can and never come back!

For a moment, the room was filled with the sound of men roaring and women crying.

Ji Fenghe stood straight with a hint of blood in his eyes.

Until today, Ji Xiangyang still dared to mention his mother. If it weren't for his remaining sanity forcing him to leave, he couldn't imagine what he would do.

He didn't drive, but just walked aimlessly until a taxi stopped beside him.

"Sir, would you like a ride?"

The man didn't say anything, he opened the car door and got in.

Seeing the man's gloomy face and not speaking for a long time, the driver asked cautiously:

"Where are you going?"

He thought for a long time but couldn't figure out where to go.

He didn't want to go back to his own house in the city center.

There was nowhere else to go, and he actually felt like he was homeless in the huge city of Nandu.

He was silent for a few seconds and then said, "Whatever."

The driver was immediately in a dilemma. Where should he go? Far or near?

From the perspective of making money, he certainly wanted to send Ji Fenghe to a farther place, but seeing Ji Fenghe's gloomy look, he was a little scared.

The man looked gentle and refined, but his temperament and the terrifying aura around him were clearly not something that ordinary people could possess. In addition, although he did not recognize any famous brands, he knew the logos of Monsoon and the watch on his wrist, Patek Philippe. Any watch would cost hundreds of thousands, not to mention that his was obviously not an entry-level model. As for the clothes he was wearing, there were no logos on them, but the fabrics and tailoring were both top-notch. It was probably some kind of high-end custom-made watch, and one could tell at a glance that it was very expensive.

I don't know what kind of person he is.

There are quite a few big shots in this Southern Capital City. If you make him unhappy, he will do something random and you will lose more than you gain.

He suddenly regretted stopping to pick up customers. He thought it was getting late and he should take one last order before going home, but he didn't expect to run into such an extraordinary one.

He said with some embarrassment: "Why don't you specify a place so I can take you there? Otherwise, if I take you to the opposite direction of your home, it will be late and it will be difficult to get a taxi, so it will be inconvenient for you to go home."