Mr. Ji's cat

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When Fu Sixue returned to the backstage lounge after recording the show, Ji Chufeng had been waiting for a long time. She held a bouquet of delicate roses and wanted to surprise the beauty.

She is like a lion crawling in the dark, waiting for the prey to appear and give a fatal blow.

When the door is pushed open, light leaks in.

The familiar footsteps fell into Ji Chufeng's ears, before Fu Sixue turned on the lights.

Ji Chufeng hugged her from behind first.

"baby."

"You on stage are like a shining luminous body that fascinates me..."

The familiar, lazy voice belonging to Ji Chufeng made Fu Sixue's tense body relax.

Soon, she felt a gentle kiss on the back of her neck.

The hand also slipped in from the hem of the clothes.

... "

Ji Chufeng couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing when she saw this fanfiction. In the quiet carriage, only her suppressed and joyful low laugh could be heard.

The audience was not allowed to take pictures at the recording site of "Sister", but the news about Fu Sixue giving an unknown fan a "cheek kiss" that day, plus the lucky bag incident before entering the venue, many CP fans automatically assumed that the fan was Ji Chu Feng.

The pampered Mr. Ji actually hides his identity and sits in the auditorium with ordinary fans to cheer for Fu Sixue, which makes CP fans uncontrollably open their minds and makes Fengxue's stock soar.

There is also a fanfiction derived from this show after the end.

Although there are no roses in reality, and there is no entanglement of lust/desire, Mr. Ji is very satisfied with Qingshui's beautiful description.

"Mr. Ji, the hotel is here." When the car arrived at the destination, An Yi had no choice but to interrupt Mr. Ji's imagination. During this time, she understood that, judging from the cheerful appearance of her immediate boss recently, she might have already chased him. Arrived at Fu Sixue.

Ji Chufeng hummed, glanced at the magnificent hotel outside, and put away the laxity of reading fanwen.

She doesn't really like to go to receptions to flirt with those people, but as the person in charge of the Ji family, she has to attend such occasions, so as not to be criticized that the Ji family group is too high-minded and doesn't take its partners seriously.

Today's reception was attended by prominent figures in Yanjing City, and most of these people had a common problem.

Wealthy marriages always like to be well-matched, and on such occasions, the bosses will bring their own children in an attempt to develop social relationships at the reception.

The old ones are here to marry, while the young ones are here to develop an affair.

As soon as she entered the venue, she became the focus of the audience.

Ji Chufeng wore a pair of eight-centimeter high-heeled shoes, which made her already tall figure even taller, and her distinctive temperament instantly caught everyone's attention. She just stood there and glanced at the venue with a kind of A powerful aura without anger.

"Wow. This looks pretty good..." A rich second-generation Xiaokai dressed like a flower peacock licked his lips, and immediately identified the prey for tonight. Just as he was about to step forward, he was blocked by a middle-aged man's hand. The man's eyes were heavy. She glanced at him blankly, "Don't mess around, that's not a woman you can handle."

That's right, don't say that these young people want to rush forward to flatter her, even these old ones dare not neglect her. You can refer to the fate of Ji's stepmother and stepbrother becoming street rats and "uncle" Changmin's wife and children. go out.

"President Ji." A boss of a company that has cooperated with the Ji family stepped forward, "Long time no see, I really didn't expect you to come."

A very faint smile appeared on Ji Chufeng's indifferent face, he stretched out his hand to hold him vaguely, and said politely: "Long time no see, Mr. He."

Mr. He smiled and pulled his son in front of him, "This is a dog, He Feng, he was the one who handled the project last time."

Ji Chufeng glanced at He Feng, the man's facial features were Zhou Zheng and his eyes were upright, he also shook his hand in vain and then let go.

I chatted with He's father and son for a few more words, and seeing that she was not interested, he quickly found an excuse to leave.

Others wanted to hook up with Ji Chufeng when they saw it, and one of them walked over with his son.

"Hi, Mr. Ji." The man reached out to shake hands, but Ji Chufeng glanced at him and walked away.

Seeing this, the others couldn't help laughing at the father and son for overreaching themselves. Seeing his father's cold face, the son cursed: "I don't know what a stinky woman is."

But he only dared to say something about mouth addiction in a low voice, and didn't dare to let the third person hear it.

Ji Chufeng took a sip of the champagne brought by the waiter, turned his head and asked An Yi: "What time does the reception end?"

"Nine o'clock."

"Tsk." Ji Chufeng frowned unhappily. It was only six o'clock, and she thought about going to the set to find a girlfriend, so she said, "I'll go back after half an hour."

"Okay." An Yi silently recorded the time, she didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and said, "It seems that Fu Liwei will also attend this reception."

"Oh?" Ji Chufeng raised his eyebrows, a little interested, but heard An Yi say: "But I didn't see Fu Liwei at the scene, but I saw Fu Yan."

Ji Chufeng knew about Fu Liwei, but he knew little about his son, Fu Yan. Thinking that all the money Fu Sixue earned so hard in the past was thrown at his son by these unscrupulous parents, it made her even less fond of the young master of the Fu family.

"Which one?"

"That's it, the one in the floral dress."

She followed An Yi's gaze, and a young man in a fancy suit was particularly eye-catching. He held a wine glass with an attitude of being the only one in heaven and earth.

"The middle-aged man next to him is Fengyu's second-in-command. Not long after Fu Yan came back from abroad, Fu Liwei planned to train him as his heir. The second-in-command should be here to assist the young master this time."

Ji Chufeng sneered, "Dressed up like a pheasant."

Fu Yan's flirting with girls is nothing more than boasting that he is an elite returnee who returned from studying abroad, and then revealing that he is the young master of a well-known entertainment company. He can basically fascinate girls. A scumbag who can't get on the wall.

"You know Fengyu Media, right? That's my company!" He quickly found his next target, which seemed silly and easy to handle.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man could only shake his head in his heart and walk away. The boss asked him to show the young master to the world and meet some important people. Who knew that he would either fall in love with the most dangerous rose, or hook up with the silly Baitian.

"Ah, yes..." Silly Baitian replied, as if thinking about who is the representative of this company, Fu Yan quickly said: "You know Fu Sixue, right? He came out of our company!"

"Oh! It's her!" Silly Baitian quickly realized that she had heard something about Fu Sixue and her family, "Then you are her younger brother? Why did she sever ties with you?"

"Hi!" Fu Yan waved his hand, and he was a little impatient when someone mentioned Fu Sixue, "He's just an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, there's nothing to say."

Yes, he thought that his parents were good enough to this broken sister. If it wasn't for them, how could Fu Sixue become a big star, but in the end she turned her face and broke with her family?In my heart, I feel even more disgusted with this sister who has a bad relationship because of frequent announcements, less gatherings and more separations.

"She's very popular recently. She was on that show. I watched it." Silly Baitian obviously didn't know how to read the atmosphere, and chased after Fu Yan to eat melons.

"Cut." Fu Yan showed a disgusted expression, "Maybe I got it by crawling on so many beds."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of the cup breaking, turned his head and saw Ji Chufeng, the target he had set his eyes on just now, standing not far from him. He didn't know if the cup was crushed with bare hands or the cup exploded by itself.

Glass shards were scattered on the ground, and some shards were also attached to her tiger's mouth. Her face was so cold that it made people feel scared after seeing it.

"Mr. Ji!" An Yi held her hand, secretly suppressing Ji Chufeng's urge to stick the broken goblet into Fu Yan's head, and signaled her to calm down with his eyes.

"What happened?" The nearby hotel manager heard the voice and ran over immediately. He was terrified when he saw the debris all over the place, and subconsciously looked at Ji Chufeng's hand.

An Yi took the lead and reprimanded the manager: "What's wrong with your cup? It exploded on its own, and even hurt our Mr. Ji's hand!"

The others looked away after hearing that it was an accident and continued to talk.

The manager kept apologizing and asked the waiter to clean up the floor, almost begging Ji Chufeng to go to the lounge to treat the wound.

Before leaving, Ji Chufeng's murderous eyes fell on the back of Fu Yan's head.

Fortunately, the small wounds were not deep, some were just broken skin, and the bleeding had stopped before the Band-Aid was applied.

The manager retreated tremblingly, leaving only Ji Chufeng and An Yi in the lounge.

"Why did you stop me?" Ji Chufeng said angrily, if An Yi hadn't stopped her, Fu Yan would already be on his way to the hospital by now.

She also expected the son of the Fu family to be like a human being, but she didn't expect that he was a trash like his parents, and he still slandered Fu Sixue behind his back. He can have such a superior life now because Fu Sixue spent so many sleepless nights in exchange for it.

"Mr. Ji, do you want to be on the social news tomorrow?" An Yi calmly replied, "There are hundreds of pairs of eyes watching at the venue. Originally, only a few people knew that he was mean. You want everyone to know how Fu Yan slandered him behind his back. "My sister"?"

Ji Chufeng exhaled a few foul breaths before he managed to stabilize his mind.

After calming down, he felt more and more that it was right not to let Fu Yan's blood spill on the spot. He was the one who was in a hurry, but fortunately, An Yi stopped him.

Fu Yan in the venue didn't realize that he was the cause of the episode. He coaxed the silly Baitian around, and quickly led him away from the venue to the bar.

As for why he went to the bar, it was natural to get people drunk, so that he could use the alcohol to half-pull it.

But "Silly White Sweet" is obviously a joker, and she didn't get drunk until Fu Yan was a little dazed after drinking it.

Seeing the woman hanging on his body, he put his arms around the woman's waist, held her with what he thought was the most superior part, and said in an artificial bubble voice in her ear: "Baby, I will take you home ..."

The dog leg sent by his father was dumped by him at the venue. Now that he came out of the bar, he could only take the woman to the hotel by taxi.

As soon as I got in the car, I touched | the woman's smooth | slippery legs.During this period of time, he has been locked up at home by his father to learn the so-called bullshit management. He hasn't opened meat for a long time, and now he feels the delicate touch, which makes him feel a little blissful.

squeak--

So much so that the driver slammed on the brakes, his body leaned forward in inertia, and his head hit the back of the front seat, the pain made his eyes stare.

"Hiss... how do I drive!" He had just finished cursing when two big men in black came up outside and opened the car door.

He sobered up when he thumped, and before he could ask what he was going to do, a black cloth bag was wrapped around his head, and he was dragged out of the car and thrown into another car.

"Who are you? Why did you tie me up?! I'll give you money if you want it, but you..." Before he could finish speaking, a cloth was stuffed into his mouth.

The cloth ball made him feel very strange, and there was a strange smell. He whimpered twice, and then he heard the thick voice of the big man say: "Shut up, if you keep making noise, I won't give you Sai Ye's stinky socks, just put your tongue on it." Cut it off!"

Knowing that it was stinky socks, Fu Yan had a physical nausea. He wanted to vomit it out but his mouth was blocked tightly, so he swallowed it back...

Ji Chufeng waited in the car for about a stick of incense, calculating that it was almost time to leave for the hotel before getting out of the car.

A few burly men stood in the dark alley, and when they saw her coming, they shouted in unison: "Boss!"

She smelled a bloody smell, and looked down at Fu Yan, who was leaning against the wall and was beaten so hard that his head was still covered with a hood. His ragged clothes were obviously a lesson, and his gloomy expression finally brightened.

She winked at the leader, and when the leader received the message, he knelt down and grabbed Fu Yan's hair with precision, pulled his head up, and said viciously: "Who is not easy to mess with, how dare you touch our boss?" Girl, I think you don't want to live anymore! You don't want to ask about Yan Jing's last name!"

"Yes, I'm sorry brother, I, I was wrong..." Fu Yan had been beaten so hard that he couldn't speak, his ears were buzzing, and his mouth was honest.

"Let's spare your dog's life today. If you dare to call the police when you go back, your father Fu Liwei can't save your dog's life!"

"No, no, I dare not..."

Only then did Ji Chufeng relieve his anger, and turned around to walk out of the alley.

She walked a few steps, then turned back, and looked at Fu Yan with a cruel smile.

He raised his leg and stepped on his crotch with the heel of his high-heeled shoes. Hearing Fu Yan's painful cry, the big men next to him couldn't help but gasped, feeling that they were all cold.

After getting in the car, Ji Chufeng closed the window, and took a last look into the alley.

He snorted coldly: "Fu Liwei named you Fu Yan, but you can't speak."

Regarding this, An Yi could only silently put three candles in Fu Yan's heart.

If he had struck up a conversation with Mr. Ji tonight, he might not have ended up in such a miserable end, but the worst thing was that he had insulted Fu Sixue.

I don't know if Mr. Ji is scary when he gets angry.

The author has something to say: Compared with the previous "angry", Mr. Ji is acting like a spoiled child to his girlfriend... (cover nosebleed)

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