Boss Ji's petite wife

"A friend."

Ji Hongye spoke casually, and then ordered someone to send Miss Chen back.

When Wen Shurong heard Ji Hongye introduce himself to others like this, he felt very uncomfortable. Although he said that the relationship between the two should not be made public on such occasions, he felt aggrieved in his heart.

Moreover, after Ji Hongye sent Miss Chen away, he turned back to the office without even looking at him.

Wen Shurong looked at the back of the other party who turned and entered the office, just about to chase after him, but was stopped by Bei Yushu who came out from inside.

"Young Master Wen, Mr. Ji asked me to take you back." Bei Yushu stretched out his hand to stop Wen Shurong, speaking politely and politely.

"What?!" Wen Shurong frowned.

"Mr. Ji has a meeting to hold later, and I'm afraid he won't be able to receive you." Bei Yushu explained.

It's a pity that his explanation didn't make Wen Shurong feel better, but made him feel even more uncomfortable.

He obviously had a lot of time to receive that Miss Chen, so why did he shut the door for him after seeing him!

Obviously Ji Hongye misunderstood him, and now he doesn't even give him a chance to explain, and plans to blow him away!

"Young Master Wen, don't make things difficult for me, I also got the order of President Ji." Bei Yushu was embarrassed when he saw that the book was not gone.

Wen Shurong looked at the closed office door, feeling agitated for a while, and said bluntly: "I know! I'm leaving by myself, and you don't need to see me off!"

After Wen Shurong finished speaking, she turned around and took the elevator to leave in a big stride.

Bei Yushu looked at the other person's stiff back, his eyes flickered, and then turned around and re-entered Ji Hongye's office.

"President Ji, Young Master Wen said that I don't need to see you off, and left by himself." Bei Yushu looked at the person sitting behind the desk with a cigarette in his mouth, and said respectfully.

Hearing Bei Yushu's words, Ji Hongye pinched his cigarette in annoyance, and said after a long silence, "Go and contact the two partners of the Beijing suburb project."

When Bei Yushu heard Ji Hongye's words, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Make an appointment, I want to meet them." Ji Hongye rubbed his swollen forehead and ordered.

When Bei Yushu heard Ji Hongye's words, his heart sank. The project in the suburbs of Beijing was already firmly secured. Now, Mr. Ji suddenly contacted those two partners. Could something have happened?

But Bei Yushu didn't dare to ask more, just bowed his head and answered yes, and then said: "It will probably be tomorrow at the earliest."

After all, it is necessary to make an appointment in advance to contact these big bosses. After finishing speaking, Bei Yushu saw that Ji Hongye had no other orders, so he turned and left the office. He intuitively felt that this matter had something to do with Wen Shurong.

In the office, Ji Hongye lit another cigarette, but he didn't smoke it, he just held it between his fingers, and he was slightly dazed.

Just now Wen Shurong came to him just for such a project. Now that I think about it, what he said last night seemed a little ridiculous.

It doesn't matter at all to laugh at the other party over and over again, but what I miss all day and night is the other party.

Even though he knew that the other party's purpose was only to pave the way for Fu Wenxuan, he still wanted to follow the other party's wishes and plan to contact the two partners.

Wen Shurong drove away from Ji's family, but instead of going back to Ji Hongye's villa, he drove around aimlessly.

In the end, his car stopped at the door of a certain cake shop. He turned his head and looked at the familiar place. The last time he came back from S City, Ji Hongye's assistant bought him a cake decorated with strawberries here.

Wen Shurong got out of the car, went in and bought an identical cake, then sat back in the car, and stuffed the cake into his mouth bit by bit, it was obviously sweet and sour strawberries, and it was obviously sweet and greasy cream , but Wen Shurong felt bitter.

After Wen Shurong finished eating, he stared blankly at the scenery outside the window for two hours, until night fell and everything outside became blurred.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ji Hongye returned to the villa.

He opened the door and went in, took off his coat and handed it to the butler, and subconsciously glanced at the sofa, but there was no one there.

Ji Hongye looked up at the direction of the stairs, turned his head and asked, "Where is Wen Shurong?"

"Sir, Young Master Wen hurried out this afternoon and said he was going to your company. Are you not together?"

As the butler spoke, he subconsciously glanced behind Ji Hongye, but he didn't see Wen Shurong.

When Ji Hongye heard the housekeeper's words, he frowned instantly, and his face sank. He took out his mobile phone and called Wen Shurong as he walked into the room.

But after the call was made, no one answered it. Ji Hongye hung up and dialed again, but still no one answered.

Ji Hongye hangs up the phone very simply this time, directly dials the number of his subordinates, and instructs the other party to locate Wen Shurong's mobile phone immediately.

a bar.

Wen Shurong was sitting at the bar, holding a glass of wine and pouring it into his mouth, the bitter and pungent taste made his throat burn, his eyes were red, as if he had cried.

"One more cup!" Wen Shurong knocked the cup and said.

In a dark bar, the ear-shattering sound covered everything, Wen Shurong was holding the wine, wobbled from the bar to the side of the sofa, and sat on it all of a sudden.

"It's suffocating me, being locked up at home for such a long time, I'm suffocating!"

"Who is to blame? It's not that you offended someone you shouldn't have offended!"

"Zao, if you want me to say it's my dad who made all the fuss. He was so drunk that night, how could he remember who I am, and besides, it was clear that I was miserable that night."

"It's okay to say, you can't beat a drunk."

"How the hell do I know where a drunk got so much strength, like a mad dog one by one"

"Shh! That's Ji's family, that's Ji Hongye, you can't afford to offend, and if you want to survive, don't mention this matter!"

"Shout, what's the big deal, besides, it's been several months, I'm fine, Ji Hongye was so drunk that night, I couldn't find it on my head, and my wine bottle didn't hit him on the head Come on, it just hit your hand."

"But then again, why did you have a conflict with Ji Hongye?"

"Hey, how the hell do I know? Didn't I find a girl in those few days? What's the name of that girl, Rongrong? When I got too drunk, I told my buddies about it, and whoever knew it got kicked out." The wine bottle was smashed... I thought about it later, maybe that woman slept with Ji Hongye..."

"Come on, what is Ji Hongye's status? Who in the circle doesn't know the status of Ji's family. Would he come to this kind of place to sleep and sell it?"

Wen Shurong listened to the conversation of the person sitting on the sofa behind him in a daze. It was very quiet, as if he didn't exist, until the two people behind him got tired of chatting and changed the subject.

Wen Shurong didn't know how he stood up in a daze, let alone how he picked up the wine bottle on the table in a daze, and even more didn't know how he ruthlessly threw the wine bottle at the man who was speaking behind him. of……

Wen Shurong looked at the smashed man with a bloody head and pulled his collar ferociously, cursing indistinctly: "Fuck you, don't insult Ji Hongye...!"

He finished this sentence in a daze, as if he had exerted too much force just now, and his head was dizzy for a while.

He only knew that everything was messed up later, he was pushed and fucked, then he fell to the ground, and then he was hugged by someone...

Wen Shurong only knew that he might have gotten into trouble, his mind was so confused at this moment, he stared in confusion, and tremblingly touched his pocket.

When Ji Hongye arrived, he saw Wen Shurong being pushed and fucked on the ground. His heart tightened, and he stepped forward and kicked the leading man to the ground. Surrounded in the room, the bar is already in chaos.

"What are you looking for?"

Ji Hongye frowned, looked around, saw that Shurong was not injured, and then noticed that the other party was groping for something on his body.

"Hands, mobile phones..."

Wen Shurong muttered something, then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he took out the phone. After he took out the phone, he put it next to his ear without even looking at it, and then looked around.

"Help…"

"Ji, Ji Hongye... where are you?

"I know I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I won't make you angry anymore, don't hiccup, don't care if I'm okay..."

Wen Shurong sat on the sofa in the bar and said to the phone with a completely black screen.

Ji Hongye squatted beside Wen Shurong, and when he heard the other party's low and soft voice, his heart felt a little tight as if someone was holding him tightly.

After a long time, Ji Hongye looked up at the man who was still muttering, and reached out to pull out Wen Shurong's cell phone.

"How could it be possible for me," Ji Hongye said with a look of confusion in his eyes, "I don't care about you."

"Huh...?" Wen Shurong's cell phone was suddenly taken away by someone, and he was stunned for a moment, with a trace of confusion in his eyes, and the next moment he waved his hand anxiously, wanting to grab his own cell phone.

But Ji Hongye didn't give him this chance, he put the phone in his pocket, stretched out his hand and hugged Wen Shurong.

Wen Shurong suddenly struggled harder, his hands and feet were flailing wildly.

"Be honest!" Ji Hongye patted the other party and reprimanded him in a calm voice.

Wen Shurong was stunned when he heard the familiar voice. He rubbed against Ji Hongye's arms and smelled a faint smell of tobacco. The inexplicably familiar smell made him shake his head.

Wen Shurong still had bouts of dizziness, but he was a little more awake than before, and he didn't struggle anymore. He blinked blankly, moved his lips, and Du Duxi whispered a bb, but what did he say? Ji Hongye Didn't hear clearly.

Seeing that the other party was honest, Ji Hongye strode out of the noisy bar and carried him into the car.

"Go back." Ji Hongye held the man on his lap and gave instructions to the driver.

I don't know if Wen Shurong was aware of who was holding him, but he couldn't be honest along the way, so he huddled in Ji Hongye's arms, motionless, obedient like a rabbit.