Boss Ji's petite wife

When the green light came on, the car resumed driving on the road, and the two fell into silence again.

Ji Hongye had a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes were cold and speechless, and Wen Shurong didn't know what to say to ease the atmosphere.

In his last life, he misunderstood Ji Hongye too deeply. He basically exploded as soon as he came into contact with him. When he saw the other party either sneered or turned around and left, so to be honest, he actually didn't know Ji Hongye at all.

The car drove smoothly into the villas where Ji Hongye lived, and stopped at the gate of the villas.

Wen Shurong looked at the door outside the car window and unbuckled his seat belt. Ji Hongye had already opened the door and got out of the car.

Wen Shurong followed and opened the car door. Just as she was about to get out of the car, she looked at her clean, spotless and stinky feet, and her heart skipped a beat.

Will Ji Hongye come to carry him in?

Should be?

He saw that he was not wearing shoes just now, so he carried him directly into the car.

Wen Shurong thought about it, and then retracted the foot that had just been stretched out.

Just as he was expecting Ji Hongye to hug him like he did just now, and even imagined that the other party would hug him, he seized the opportunity to wrap his arms around his neck, and then...

Then I saw Ji Hongye walking straight to the gate with straight and slender legs, without even giving him extra eyes.

Wen Shurong: "???"

Why is this different from what he expected, shouldn't he take care of the injured and carry them in?Besides, does he have any serious reasons like shoes?

"You still want me to bend down and invite you in?"

Seeing that Wen Shurong did not follow behind him, Ji Hongye turned indifferently and looked at Wen Shurong in the car.

Wen Shurong choked for a moment, Ji Hongye's unconscious behavior of slapping a sweet date made him feel unspeakable.

"Still think I'll carry you in?"

Ji Hongye looked at the other party sitting in the car, his eyes stained with sarcasm, and the expression on Wen Shurong's face made him feel uncomfortable.

He obviously had a good conversation with Fu Wenxuan in the cafe just now, but now he came to provoke him again.

"No! I'll go by myself!"

Wen Shurong held onto the car door and jumped out of the car, but because of a sprained foot, after stepping on the ground, the expression on his face was instantly distorted.

Ji Hongye's eyes fell on the opponent's face, his tight jaw made his face look sharper, but he turned around and walked towards the villa.

Wen Shurong looked at the other party's appearance with a bit of bitterness in his heart. Did Ji Hongye not trust him? The alienation and indifference on his body prevented him from approaching all the time.

But this can't be blamed on others, the blame can only be blamed on him Wen Shurong used to do too much, he did it on his own.

Wen Shurong pursed her lips and followed behind Ji Hongye, limping and walking towards the villa with bare feet.

"Sir, you are back."

When the housekeeper saw Ji Hongye entering, he went up to him and took the car keys from him.

"Uncle Chen, go and find the medicine box." Ji Hongye responded and instructed the housekeeper.

The butler was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled, could it be that the husband was injured?

But the butler didn't ask, because he knew Ji Hongye's temper and didn't like others talking.

He quickly answered yes, and then turned around to look for the medicine box. At this moment, Wen Shurong limped into the villa, and he looked around the villa.

The place is big and spacious, about the size of his home, and Ji Hongye lives alone in such a big place.

At this time, the butler also found the medicine box and came over. When he looked up and saw the person at the door, he was stunned for a moment.

He knew the person at the door, he was the young master of the Wen family, he came here once, stayed here for one night, and then left in disgrace the next day.

The butler wasn't wondering why the other party appeared here, but wondered why the other party was wearing...a long dress?

"Sir, the medicine box." The housekeeper didn't dare to think too much, but handed the medicine box to Ji Hongye.

Ji Hongye took the medicine box, turned around and walked to Wen Shurong's side, handed it to the other side, and said coldly: "Take care of it yourself, and then leave."

After finishing speaking, she went upstairs without looking back, leaving only Wen Shurong's back.

Wen Shurong felt aggrieved, uncomfortable, and panicked, he felt that it was so difficult for him...

He didn't realize that Ji Hongye was such an aloof man before, but now he has experienced it himself, and he still has such a clear and profound experience, which is really uncomfortable.

But Wen Shurong felt uncomfortable when he thought of himself like this. How uncomfortable would it be for the other party to be humiliated like that by him before?

Thinking about it, Wen Shurong didn't feel uncomfortable anymore, and began to silently curse at himself for being a bad thing before!

"Master Wen, where did you get hurt?" The housekeeper asked when Ji Hongye went upstairs.

"I accidentally sprained my foot, it's nothing serious."

Wen Shurong said as he limped and sat down on the sofa, then rummaged through the medicine box for medicine.

"Shall I help you?"

The housekeeper also felt that the atmosphere was a bit delicate. The tone of the gentleman just now was lukewarm, and he didn't know what to say now.

"No, no, I can..."

Wen Shurong continued to flip through as he spoke, but he had never been injured or anything, he was so fucking nervous if he was really injured, he didn't have to worry about taking any medicine at all.

The butler saw that Shurong was picking around in the medicine box, and finally walked over and said, "Let me look for it."

Wen Shurong heard the words, pushed the medicine box over with a little discouragement, he suddenly realized that he was really useless, he didn't know anything, and he didn't know where his pride came from before.

"Let's use this first, it's very effective for pain relief. The last time my husband was injured, the medicine prescribed by the doctor has a very good pain relief effect, and this one is more effective for sprains..."

The housekeeper dug out two bottles of medicine from the medicine box and handed them to Wen Shurong.

Wen Shurong was stunned when he heard the other party's words: "Ji Hongye... was injured? When?"

Hearing Wen Shurong's words, the butler didn't know why the other party asked such a question, but he still thought about it and said, "Just a few months ago, I remember that it was the days when Master Wen celebrated your birthday. I don't remember exactly."

"He...Ji Hongye, where was he injured? Who hurt him? How is the injury?"

Wen Shurong asked nervously, even putting down the raised foot.

Hearing Wen Shurong's question, the butler first sighed, then turned his head to look upstairs before speaking.

"I don't know the specifics. When my husband came back that night, he smelled of alcohol, his hands were covered with blood, and there were glass shards. When he came back, he locked himself in the room without saying a word."

Speaking of this, the housekeeper had a tinge of distress in his eyes: "I watched my husband grow up. I have never seen him like that since I was a child. His eyes are so red that he doesn't look like that."