person oxidized by love

Ji Xinghui found that Zhou Keyun might have some preference for the term "wife", because he was almost used to it because it was always mentioned.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Zhou Keyun asked again, "Is it inconvenient?"

"No." Ji Xinghui subconsciously straightened his hair before turning on the camera.

He raised his hand higher and found a better angle.

"Why do you feel thinner?" Zhou Keyun didn't turn on the camera, which gave Ji Xinghui a feeling of being scrutinized.

Ji Xinghui endured the discomfort and said, "It's because of the beauty."

"Why do you drive that?" Zhou Keyun said with a little disgust.

"It's not fair for me to be the only one to start the video." Ji Xinghui looked away and muttered.

Zhou Keyun smiled lightly: "I'm outside, I've been drinking for the past two days, I'm too tired."

Zhou Keyun seldom talked about work with Ji Xinghui, and this was the first time he complained. Ji Xinghui's heart softened instantly: "You should remember to drink water before going to bed. Drinking some honey water will make you feel better."

"Okay." Zhou Keyun exhaled, "Look, I'm hiding from drinking now. I told them that my family was looking for me, so I let me out."

"Use me as an excuse." Ji Xing smiled back.

"Of course the wife is the most important thing." Zhou Keyun said seriously.

This made people blush, Ji Xing played back his voice softly: "Have you already drunk too much?"

"I didn't drink too much." Zhou Keyun said unhappily, with a slow tone.

"Okay, go to bed early." Ji Xinghui smiled nicely at the screen.

Zhou Keyun let out a "hmm", and after a while, he seemed to be confirming that he had really finished speaking.

After Zhou Keyun hung up, Ji Xinghui put down his phone and pressed his face with the back of his hand. He thought it was a good thing they were on the phone, otherwise he would not be able to stand face to face like this.

When Zhou Keyun was not at home, the house seemed even emptier. Ji Xing went upstairs and lay on the bed, rolled over to the side where Zhou Keyun used to sleep, and buried his face in his pillow.

At this time, Ji Xinghui would regret that he was only a Beta, otherwise he should be able to smell the pheromone left by Zhou Keyun, and he would definitely be able to sleep better.

Ji Xinghui always feels that a week is divided by Wednesday, and once Wednesday is over, the weekend is not far away.

On Thursday morning, the alarm clock woke him up on time, and Ji Xinghui went downstairs after washing up. He was stunned for a while before realizing that Zhou Keyun was not at home.

It turns out that it doesn't take 21 days to form a habit. In just a few days, he can adapt, get used to it, and even immerse himself in it.

With plenty of time, Ji Xing went back to the kitchen to make breakfast for himself. The refrigerator was full, and the delivery person didn't know that Zhou Keyun was on a business trip. Ji Xinghui hardly cooked, and the food was too full.

Ji Xinghui felt that this would be a waste, so he took out the perishable fruits, washed them, put them in a fresh-keeping box, and prepared to share them with his colleagues.

Zhou Keyun likes to put strawberries on the breakfast plate. The bright red fruit decoration makes it more appetizing.

When Ji Xing went back to cooking the noodles, he slowly played back the morning moments they spent together in his mind. Zhou Keyun's attention to cooking breakfast was also reflected in his clothes.

He hadn't noticed before that Zhou Keyun would choose glasses and watches according to the clothes of the day.

Compared with this, Ji Xinghui's habit of wearing casual clothes when he finds it troublesome is really unbearable in Zhou Keyun's view. No wonder he stuffed clothes in his closet and bought several different watches for his electronic watch. bring.

Ji Xinghui sighed while reviewing the game. If you want to chase people according to your preferences, then he should really be more particular.

But getting tired of dressing up, Ji Xing went back and broke an egg into the pot, and decided to start again tomorrow.

Chen Ran contacted Ji Xinghui in the morning, and pushed over the WeChat account of the person Zhou Keyun said would lead him to transfer ownership.

Ji Xinghui took the time to have a brief chat with him, and confirmed the time and place.

Zhou Keyun's return date has not yet been determined, and Ji Xinghui can only search for relevant news through web searches.But this happened before the product went on the market, and after searching for a long time, I didn't see any reports. Only a marketing account that wrote third-rate gossip wrote some secrets about the Zhou family.

This kind of article basically exists for the attention of bloggers, and it doesn't have much authenticity, but Ji Xinghui still clicked in.

The article vividly reviews Zhou Genzheng’s entrepreneurial history, and guesses Zhou Genzheng’s favorite successor in the second half. When mentioning Zhou Keyun, he said that he has never been favored since he was a child. Xiting, in short, the possibility is extremely small.

Ji Xing rolled his eyes when he looked back, Zhou Keyun is definitely not the kind of person who needs to seek approval from others to be satisfied.

The article also mentioned that his outstanding and unscrupulous elder brother, the current candidate for the "Prince", has always regarded Zhou Keyun as a thorn in his side, and has caused many obstacles both openly and secretly over the years.

Ji Xinghui yawned, he didn't find out why, but he made himself a little angry.

He closed the web page and went back to work.

He got off work very late today, and Ji Xing remembers hanging on to the cat at home, calling for it when he gets home.

Lihuamao was very face-saving, and ran over and rolled in front of Ji Xinghui. Ji Xing smiled back and said, "I'm back."

He played with the cat for a while, then went upstairs to take a shower, wash his hair, and pack his luggage.

In fact, even if Zhou Keyun was at home, the two of them would not speak a few words at night, but today Ji Xinghui felt that the silence was unbearable.

Obviously, he used to live alone, but now he feels that the night is so difficult.

Ji Xing sat back on the floor of the cloakroom and quickly booked the hotel, checked the news, then turned off the light and lay down on the bed.

Ji Xinghui is very glad that he will not be sleeping at home tomorrow, Zhou Keyun's shadow is everywhere in this house, as if they have lived together for a long time, so Ji Xinghui will have a little insomnia because he is not around.

Ji Xing turned sideways, faced the empty bed on the other side, and whispered, "Good night, Zhou Keyun."

After lunch the next day, the driver came to pick him up and brought Ji Xinghui's luggage by the way.

Ji Xinghui was friendly and greeted him warmly as soon as he got in the car.

Ji Xing was very talkative. During the one-and-a-half-hour drive to Xinggang, he chatted a lot with the driver, mostly about the driver.

The driver's surname is Wan, one name is Tian. He told Ji Xinghui that his father used to be the driver of Zhou Keyun's mother's family. Later, he was discharged from the army, and it was because of this relationship that he was able to drive for Zhou Keyun.

The two of them had no contact before, but today Ji Xinghui found out that Wan Tian smiled a little shyly, he looked like a shy young man.

"What kind of person is Mr. Zhou's mother?" Ji Xinghui couldn't help asking.

"I haven't seen her." Wan Tian said apologetically, "My father didn't mention it much either."

Ji Xinghui pursed his lips, he was a little disappointed, but quickly adjusted his status: "Is your father in Xinggang?"

"That's right, he's retired now, and he'll help out in my mother's shop." Wan Tian said.

"Then you can just go home and have a look this time." Ji Xing smiled back, "I won't need a car in the future."

Wan Tian smiled: "Mr. Ji, you are so kind, you can come to my mother's shop to eat. Although the shop is not big, my mother's craftsmanship is very good."

"Okay, give me your address." Ji Xinghui responded enthusiastically.

After arriving at the real estate transaction center, Wan Tian told Ji Xing that he was going to park the car now and contact him after it was over.

Ji Xinghui met the person arranged by Zhou Keyun in the lobby. He was the manager of a real estate sales company in Xinggang, surnamed Ma.

"Hello, Mr. Ji, the other party has entrusted an intermediary with full authority, and it will be finished soon." Manager Ma said politely.

Ji Xinghui heaved a sigh of relief, he really didn't want to see Zhang Xiaolei very much, the last time we met was after the funeral, Zhang Xiaolei came to the house hysterical and asked Ji Xinghui to hand over his grandma's inheritance.

Zhang Xiaolei has always been a pimple to grandma, and has been blaming herself.Grandma thinks that she didn't take good care of her son. Every year on the anniversary of her husband's death, grandma will always be very depressed.

The procedures were completed quickly, and after the end, Manager Ma sent Ji Xing back to the door: "Do you need me to take you?"

"Thank you, it's okay. I have someone to pick it up." Ji Xing smiled back.

Manager Ma said: "Although it seems a bit late to say it now, I'm still a happy newlywed. Hello to Mr. Zhou."

Ji Xinghui suddenly received such a blessing, he was stuck for a few seconds before speaking: "Thank you."

After Manager Ma left, Ji Xinghui also walked out of the gate. He saw the sign of the parking lot here and walked along.

It was empty here, and there was no one there on weekdays. The room book was in his bag, and Ji Xinghui emptied it while walking.

Grandma has been guilty of Zhang Xiaolei all her life. Ji Xinghui didn't understand it when she was a child. When she grew up, she heard about the neighbors in the neighborhood. Then she realized that Grandpa died in a car accident. At that time, there were not many surveillance cameras. It wasn't his responsibility. The man had no insurance and no money. He was finally sentenced and threatened grandma that one day he would come back with revenge.

At that time, grandma was struggling to make a living, and she didn't pay enough attention to Zhang Xiaolei, and she didn't know that he had met a lot of dubious people. Later, she didn't finish junior high school, so Zhang Xiaolei followed her to the south.

At that time, many people would dream of getting rich overnight. When Zhang Xiaolei left, he even stole the cash from grandma's box.

In the end, he didn't make a name for himself, so he returned to Xinggang in desperation, still hanging out with a group of cronies, doing nothing all day long.

Ji Xinghui met him a few times when he was a child, and they always came to ask grandma for money.

Later, when he went to university, Zhang Xiaolei went to the north with others to start some new type of Internet electronic marketing.

Later, when grandma got sick, Zhang Xiaolei didn't give out any money. When he saw Ji Xinghui, he always looked like he was afraid to avoid it.

Ji Xinghui has always loved his grandma very much. Zhang Xiaolei's becoming like this is entirely his own fault. What does this have to do with his diligent and kind-hearted grandma all his life?

Ji Xing looked up at the sky, he thought, at least he got his grandma's house back.

Although it is not his money, he will be able to pay it back one day.

"Fuck it, Ji Xinghui."

Before Ji Xinghui could react at all, someone grabbed his wrist.

Standing in front of him, Zhang Xiaolei spat at Ji Xing with a fierce look on his face: "I just said, how can a dead old woman not have any money left? You bastard took all the co-authors!"