Boss Ji's petite wife

Ji Hongye closed the door, leaving Wen Shurong standing at the door of the study in a daze.

In the end, he chose to leave the villa.

In the end, the indifferent back Ji Hongye left him has fully proved the other party's attitude.

When Wen Shurong returned home, it was already very late, but this time he didn't see Liang Yu again, probably because he was taught a lesson in the morning and learned to be good.

Wen Shurong went back to the room directly, changed clothes and took a shower, then lay down on the bed, staring at an unknown place.

"Do you know what liking is?"

"Do you know what a relationship is?"

These two sentences were asked by Ji Hongye one after another, and they were also questions that he had never thought about.

Thinking about it now, maybe it wasn't that Ji Hongye didn't trust him enough, but that he had done too little, and the other party had no reason to trust him at all.

Wen Shurong thought, what can he do for Ji Hongye now?

Now he is not sure whether Ji Hongye really likes him, after all, this is not the last life.

Wen Shurong scratched his head a little irritably, he was thinking, what is the fastest way to make Ji Hongye really believe him.

But he couldn't figure it out even if he tried his best. After all, the other party is full of conflicting emotions towards him now, and he can't get along even if he wants to get along with each other.

Just when Wen Shurong was lying on the bed, thinking about what to do in a daze, a thought flashed through his mind, causing his slightly closed eyes to suddenly open!

He, he is 20 this year, he can get married.

After this idea was born, it was like a bamboo shoot after a spring rain, crazily sprouting...

The more he thought about it, the more excited Wen Shurong became. The more he thought about it, the more feasible he felt. He sat up suddenly from the bed.

Same-sex marriage laws have been in place for several years, and he can...

Thinking of this, Wen Shurong's heart was beating non-stop.

If he married Ji Hongye, then he could live with him openly, and he could slowly tell Ji Hongye with his actions that he really liked him.

Thinking of this, Wen Shurong couldn't sleep anymore, he looked at the time, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

At this time, I'm afraid Ji Hongye is already asleep... Wen Shurong thought.

But he just couldn't help it, he took the phone and dialed it without hesitation, but the moment he dialed out, he hesitated.

What if he proposes marriage and the other party disagrees?

He was only interested in excitement just now, so he forgot that Ji Hongye simply ignored him.

Thinking of this, Wen Shurong felt a little depressed, and he even wanted to hang up the phone.

However, Ji Hongye didn't give him a chance to hang up the phone. The phone just rang twice, and then came a beeping busy tone.

So, it was Ji Hongye who hung up his phone...

It was already late, in Ji Hongye's villa, the butler looked at the closed study door, but in the end he didn't bother, just shook his head and went downstairs.

In the room, Ji Hongye cut off Wen Shurong's phone, stretched out his hand to pinch the center of his eyebrows, and a trace of irritability flashed in his eyes.

He glanced at the darkened screen of the phone again, frowning slightly, but Wen Shurong didn't call.

Ji Hongye closed the notebook in front of him impatiently, his eyes turned cold, just now the assistant sent the news that the project in the suburbs of Beijing has basically been finalized, but now he doesn't feel any joy in his heart.

His gaze fell on the phone that rang just now again, and he tightened his jaw, but he didn't touch the phone again in the end.

Thinking of what happened during the day today, his forehead throbbed with pain, and his irritability became more and more obvious.

He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that recently, Wen Shurong's behavior was so strange that he even felt that the other party was another person wearing Wen Shurong's skin.

He understands Wen Shurong, he is very proud by nature, he never truly understands other people's feelings, he always treats what he likes as treasure, and what he hates, he discards it like a shoestring.

Such a person hated him from the very beginning, and the previous several times of getting close to him were just to pave the way for Fu Wenxuan.

He loves Wen Shurong, and has been in love for more than ten years, and that deep-seated feeling will not change. Even if he doesn't trust the other party, even if the other party tramples his goodness under his feet again and again, he still loves the other party.

He admits that he loves, but he is not cheap. He will protect the other party, but he does not allow the other party to play him as a fool again and again.

Just when Ji Hongye fell into his emotions, there was a knock on the door of the study.

"Please come in."

Ji Hongye responded, it was so late, the only one who would knock on the door of his study was Uncle Chen, the housekeeper.

"Sir, have a cup of coffee and take a break."

Uncle Chen came in with coffee, put the coffee on the table in front of Ji Hongye, and said.

"En." Ji Hongye nodded, the impatience and irritability on his face subsided.

"Is there something bothering you, sir?"

Uncle Chen asked a lot, but according to the past practice, Ji Hongye usually would not answer his words, so in fact he was just asking casually.

"What kind of person do you think Wen Shurong is?"

Sitting on a chair, Ji Hongye asked suddenly.

Uncle Chen was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Ji Hongye to speak up suddenly. He thought for a while. He didn't know much about Wen Shurong. After all, he didn't have much contact with her. The longest contact time was only this afternoon.

"Master Wen, your personality is a bit like a child's."

Uncle Chen thought for a while and said, but at his age, everyone would feel like a child, so if he said it, he didn't say it.

Uncle Chen saw that Ji Hongye didn't speak for a while, so he retreated silently, closing the door behind him.

He found that his husband was resting later and later, the housekeeper sighed, turned and left.

in the study.

Ji Hongye picked up the coffee, but before he drank it, the phone rang twice, it was a text message notification.

Ji Hongye put down the cup, took the phone from the side, and opened it.

Seeing the message sent by Wen Shurong on the screen, his pupils shrank suddenly, and with a flick of his finger, he knocked over the coffee cup next to him. The boiling hot coffee was instantly spilled on the table, and the splashed coffee directly scalded Ji Hongye's face. fingertip.

But he seemed to be unconscious, his eyes fixed on the news sent by Wen Shurong.

At that moment, Ji Hongye looked at those words, as if his heart was suddenly scalded by someone, and suddenly shrank.

There are only a few simple words on the phone screen.

[Ji Hongye, let's get married. 】

The entire study room was terribly quiet, and Ji Hongye stared at the phone, a little lost in thought, until the screen slowly dimmed, and he could no longer read those few words.

Suddenly, the phone screen lit up again.

[I'm serious, and I hope you will think about it. 】

Wen Shurong grabbed the phone, feeling a little nervous. It had been 5 minutes since he sent the text message, but Ji Hongye did not reply to his message.

He sat on the bed, full of suffering, but at this time, he didn't dare to call the other party, he was timid.

Is it too ridiculous for him to make this request? What is Ji Hongye thinking now when he sees the message?

Do you think he is a very casual person?

I will...

After all, the reason he slept with Ji Hongye that night was only because of Fu Wenxuan. From this incident, no, perhaps from a long time ago, Ji Hongye no longer trusted him.

No, it should be said that the other party never trusted him, that's right.

Thinking of this, Wen Shurong suddenly felt a little regretful, maybe he shouldn't have sent this message.

The other party hasn't responded to the message until now, maybe it's not because he didn't see it, but because he doesn't bother to pay attention to him at all...

It seemed that he couldn't sleep at all tonight.

Wen Shurong tossed and turned on the bed for almost an hour, but Ji Hongye still didn't reply to his message.

He felt like an ant on a hot pan, suffering terribly.

"Beep."

In the quiet room, the phone rang.

Wen Shurong bounced off the bed almost instantly, and he glanced at it with trembling fingers.

[Do you want to play games? One of the five rows is missing. 】

A text message from Ni Qixi.

Wen Shurong had a taste of the weightlessness of falling from the sky.

Hit your mother!

Wen Shurong threw the phone out and pulled his hair forcefully.

Finally, he took a deep breath and took out his phone.

【Ji Hongye, I'm talking nonsense, don't mind, just take it as a joke when you see the news...】

Wen Shurong quickly typed this string of words in the editing column, hesitated for a while, and when his fingertips hovered over the send button, a message suddenly popped up in the dialog box.

【Have your parents agreed? 】

Wen Shurong looked at the message from Ji Hongye in the dialog box, his mind buzzed, and then he quickly tapped Enter to delete the sentence just now.

[I am an adult, I can decide who to marry. 】

[Even if they don't agree, I'm willing. 】

[I want to marry you, I want to be with you. 】

Wen Shurong didn't stop for a moment, and sent three messages in a row.

After that, he just stared at the screen, and when the screen was dark, he turned it up, staring at the dialog box for a moment.

After about half an hour, the dialog box flashed again and a message popped up.

[Tomorrow morning at [-]:[-], bring your account book and ID card, and I will pick you up. 】

The message from Ji Hongye is a simple sentence.

Wen Shurong's eyes were a little dazed from staring at the phone at this time, afraid that he might make a mistake, so he read this sentence several times, word by word, before suddenly realizing it.

Ji Hongye agreed!

He agreed!

In an instant, Wen Shurong almost jumped up from the bed excitedly.

It took a long time before he remembered to reply to the other party's message, and he tapped the screen to reply.

Looking at the news sent back by Wen Shurong on the phone, Ji Hongye was a little dazed, and he didn't react until the cigarette butt burned his fingertips.

At this time, the ashtray on the table was already full of cigarette butts, and the whole study was filled with smoke.