Boss Ji's petite wife

"Brother Ye, I really didn't drink just now, it was Ni Qixi who was in a bad mood, I didn't lie to you..."

Wen Shurong looked at Ji Hongye's expression, and always felt that the other party's expression was not very good from the very beginning.

"En." Ji Hongye responded, then walked to the side of the car, the driver opened the door, Wen Shurong got in first, and Ji Hongye followed behind.The two got into the car and the car started.

Wen Shurong turned his head to look at Ji Hongye's expression, which seemed to be the same as before.

"Brother Ye, don't you believe me?" Wen Shurong moved closer to the other party, looked sideways at Ji Hongye, with a hint of temptation in his tone.

Ji Hongye tilted his head slightly, looked at Wen Shurong's anxious eyes, raised his hand and rubbed the other's hair, and said softly, "What are you thinking, I'm not angry."

Wen Shurong looked at the helplessness in Ji Hongye's eyes, and felt that the other party was angry. There was no other evidence, but he felt that the other party's aura was not right.Originally, this relationship was all forced by him, and he had been chasing after Ji Hongye from the beginning, half forcing him to marry him.

Afterwards, the two of them were speechless all the way. After returning to the villa, Ji Hongye entered the door and handed the coat to the butler, then reached out and pulled his tie.

"I'll take a shower first." Ji Hongye turned his head and explained to Wen Shurong, then turned and went upstairs without looking back.

The expression on the other party's face was still pampering, and there was nothing wrong with his expression, but Wen Shu Rongxin felt awkward, but he felt that he was a little sensitive.

"Master Wen, what's the matter, sir? Are you in a bad mood?" The housekeeper, Uncle Chen, looked at Ji Hongye who had already walked upstairs, and then looked sideways at Wen Shurong.

Wen Shurong paused, even the housekeeper felt that Ji Hongye was in a bad state, and it didn't seem that he was sensitive and cranky.

Moreover, without any basis, Wen Shurong felt that the other party was not because of work, but because of his relationship.

"It's okay, Uncle Chen, go and rest first." Wen Shurong changed his shoes and said to the housekeeper.

After Wen Shurong returned to the room, he sat on the big bed a little dullly. He looked at the door of the bathroom with a look of uncertainty in his eyes.

After Ji Hongye came out of the shower, there was no one in the room. In the past, after the two came back, he took a shower, and Wen Shurong would either wait for him outside playing with his mobile phone, or insist on squeezing in to take a shower with him with the cheek.

Ji Hongye didn't go downstairs to look for someone this time, but sat on the big bed with his brows deeply furrowed. After he finished handling things in the company in the afternoon, his mother came over, as if she knew about his being with Wen Shurong , lost his temper and left.

Before leaving, his mother warned him that he was not allowed to associate with Wen Shurong again.

Ji Hongye sighed, and threw aside the towel around his neck, preventing him from seeing Wen Shurong again.

How could it be possible, even if he separated from the master's house, he still couldn't let go of Wen Shurong, he didn't hesitate at all, but Wen Shurong.

These were issues that should have been considered at the very beginning, but at the very beginning, he followed Wen Shurong's impulsiveness. When Wen Shurong proposed marriage, even though he thought of all the obstacles, he didn't really think about it. At that time, he Worrying about gains and losses, just want to imprison people severely by his side.

His mother knew about this matter, which meant that the Wen family would soon know about it, and he couldn't keep it a secret for long. What should he do to minimize the seriousness of the matter, and how can he let Wen Shu Let's not suffer the slightest harm in this matter...

Wen Shurong sat on the sofa in the living room, and after waiting for a long time, Ji Hongye did not come down to look for him. He felt more and more lost, and he should have finished taking a bath, right?Could it be sleeping?Regardless of him then sleeping?

Wen Shurong stood up with some uncertainty, hesitated for a while and sat down again, thought for a long time, then tilted his head and yelled in the direction of the stairs: "Ah!!"

"It hurts!"

While howling, Wen Shurong tilted his head and looked towards the stairs. When he finally saw the figure at the stairs, he wailed even harder.

"It hurts, it hurts..." Wen Shurong held his ankles and hung his head.

Ji Hongye ran down the stairs in a hurry, walked up to Wen Shurong and squatted down, and asked nervously, "What's wrong, what's wrong with your feet?"

Wen Shurong pinched himself hard, forcing two tears in an instant, he looked up at Ji Hongye with teary eyes, and said aggrievedly: "I just fell off the sofa and twisted my foot, Brother Ye, okay pain…"

Ji Hongye frowned, with a distressed expression on his face, and he didn't dare to touch Wen Shurong with his big hands, so he just said, "Wait a minute, I'll call the doctor over."

"Don't!" Wen Shurong immediately raised a hand and grabbed Ji Hongye's clothes, "Brother Ye, it's actually not that serious, just rub it..."

Ji Hongye paused for a moment when he heard the words, and took a look at Wen Shurong's fair ankles with his palms. There was basically nothing wrong with the fair and smooth ankles, so he felt relieved.

He got up slightly and sat down on the sofa, then put Wen Shurong's ankle on his own leg, pressed his fingertips gently on the other's ankle, and then patiently rubbed it.

Wen Shurong's face became a little dry for a while, Ji Hongye should have seen that he was pretending, since he saw it, he rubbed it for him, this man really...

"Brother Ye, let's talk, shall we?" Wen Shurong sat on the sofa with one leg still on Ji Hongye.

Ji Hongye's subordinates paused, and after a while, their bodies leaned slightly towards Wen Shurong's direction.

Because of Ji Hongye's listening posture, Wen Shurong was inexplicably comforted. He moved his ankle, retracted his foot, and then moved towards Ji Hongye with his arm on the sofa.

He stretched out his hand to grab Ji Hongye's hand, spread out the other's big palm and looked carefully. Everyone said that the palm print contained the epitome of the future and the metaphor of life.

But Wen Shurong looked at Ji Hongye's palm, but couldn't see anything. He stretched out his hand and clasped his finger on the other's finger, and squeezed it lightly.

If Ji Hongye really wanted to hide something, it would be absolutely impossible for him to see the slightest flaw in Wen Shurong, unless his heart wavered.

"Brother Ye, did something happen?" Wen Shurong and Ji Hongye's fingers intertwined, and the other hand tightly grasped Ji Hongye's hand.

Ji Hongye's eyes flickered, he didn't withdraw his hand, and he didn't speak. In fact, he was most afraid that when he opened his mouth, what he said was not the matter, but the mood.

Seeing that Ji Hongye was silent and did not speak, Wen Shurong lowered his head slightly disappointed, "Brother Ye, am I so unworthy of your trust? I have done a lot of wrong things in the past, but I have been correcting them, and I promise that I will I will never do it again, isn’t that okay?”

Ji Hongye's fingers holding Wen Shurong tightened, and the melancholy in his heart deepened. It was because the current Wen Shurong was too beautiful that made him more entangled.

Seeing that Ji Hongye refused to eat softly, Wen Shurong gritted his teeth, directly retracted his hands, twisted his body, and left his back facing Ji Hongye.

"Brother Ye, you actually treated me like this. You said you would protect me well. You said you would give me whatever I wanted. You lied to me!"

"Your domestic violence! You are cold and violent, I am angry, I will not sleep with you in the future, I want to sleep on the sofa, you go, you go!"

Wen Shurong turned his back to Ji Hongye, stubborn like a groundhog, hugging his knees and snorting coldly, but his heart was saying, the last trick, if the other party still doesn't get the trick, then he might really cry Nao San hanged himself.

Ji Hongye moved his fingers slightly, looked sideways at Wen Shurong's stubborn back, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then reached out and hugged Wen Shurong from behind.

Ji Hongye lowered his head slightly and kissed Wen Shurong's hair before speaking in a low voice: "My mother knows about us."

Wen Shurong felt that he was hugged by the other party, and wanted to die coldly, but after hearing Ji Hongye's words, he was stunned. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Ji Hongye, his eyes widened.

"W-how could it be..." Wen Shurong didn't expect things to change so quickly, and he was still murmuring.

"I don't know." Ji Hongye put his arms around Wen Shurong, resting his chin on the other's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Rongrong, I'm sorry."

Wen Shurong listened to the voice in his ears, his mind went blank for a moment, and then he slowly turned around, so this is what Ji Hongye has been hiding from just now.

He knew that Ji Hongye's mother didn't like him, whether he visited Ji's house with his grandfather a few years ago, or he went to Ji's house to attend Ji Hongye's birthday party some time ago, Ji Hongye's mother never gave him a good face .

"Did she... say anything?" Wen Shurong asked.

Ji Hongye was silent and did not answer, but Wen Shurong guessed a little bit, that is to say, Ji Hongye's mother knew about the two being together this afternoon and was against it, so...

"Brother Ye, you...you won't regret it, being with me or something..." Wen Shurong felt uneasy, he was too reckless a while ago, and he was so proud that he forgot that two people are together, not just a matter of two people .

"I don't regret it." Ji Hongye's deep voice rang in Wen Shurong's ear, making Wen Shurong's restless heart instantly settle down.

"Then don't be afraid! As long as you don't regret it, I swear by Wen Shurong that I will be with you for the rest of my life. I will go wherever you go!"

Wen Shurong turned his head to reassure Ji Hongye swearingly, while tilting his head and thinking for a while, he said: "How do you say that sentence, it is called marrying a chicken and marrying a dog as a dog!"

Ji Hongye looked at Wen Shurong with some astonishment, and the other party raised his head and looked at him seriously with firm eyes.

After a long time, Ji Hongye smiled lightly, put one hand on Wen Shurong's body, and pulled him into his arms, "Okay."

"Brother Ye, if you think about it this way, I'm actually a little scared. I feel like your mother really doesn't like it..."

"What are you afraid of? The sky is falling." Ji Hongye touched Wen Shurong's head, and after a long time he said softly, "I will support you."