Days dominated by wife-watching demons

"Wait...I-I-I...I can explain!"

"blackmail?"

"I said, how can a gnawing old man suddenly become so rich? It turns out that the money came from unclean sources."

"Wait, you're gone, who will pay the money, this wine is not cheap!"

When it came to money, some people finally got anxious. Many people stood up and surrounded Yang Cheng and grabbed Yang Cheng's collar, wrinkling his suit and saying, "I don't care about your other things. If you want to leave, pay the money first. If it weren't for you we wouldn't be here, now we're flat on our own, there's no door!"

"Yeah, you are the one who wants to show off the limelight, why drag us into the water."

Yang Cheng, who was still complacent just now, is like a disgraced beggar, unable to hold back a word.

"That Mr. Yang, why don't you swipe your card first?" The waiter at the side was also terrified when he saw the situation. If he didn't ask for the drink, he wouldn't be able to pay back ten times his salary.

"here."

The waiter was anxious, and handed over a card with a good-looking hand, not to mention the white and slender hand, the timing of handing the card was enough to make the waiter feel a hundred thousand gratitude to this person. Almost fell to his knees hugging the savior's thigh.

"I treat this meal as an invitation for An Jing. The few people I met just now seem to have misunderstood her because of Mr. Yang Cheng's words, so please keep your eyes open and see clearly. This gentleman is a man, so don't listen to his nonsense." Ge Zijie was very pleased. He rarely smiles, but now he is smiling extremely generously, the corners of his mouth are raised as if he has been measured with a ruler.

Only An Jing felt flustered, Ge Zijie showed such an expression that it must be a bad thing, and laughed back from anger?That's how it's described.

The two followed Yang Cheng to the bureau to make further notes.

"I would like to remind you according to the process. After all, the two parties are relatives. Disputes such as money can be negotiated privately. Of course, if the parties choose to continue the process, it is also possible." The staff will ask this because they have not dealt with it before. There are few similar cases. After all, it is difficult for an honest official to decide on family affairs. When such things happen between relatives, it is inevitable that there will be some unclear reasons.

"No, please help me go according to the original procedure. My lawyer will be here in a while." Ge Zijie said lightly, as if he didn't take this matter to heart, she looked sideways at An Jing, "You shouldn't be here Are you soft-hearted at this moment?"

Soft hearted ghost.

"If Yang Cheng wants money, he can ask me directly. For my aunt's sake, maybe I will help him, but I can't accept the way he chooses." After An Jing squandered the medical expenses transferred to her aunt, she used coercive means to ask for more.

An Jing's expression was serious, and she signed the confirmation letter with great strength, and the pen sharpened a deep mark on the white paper.

"Extortion. Blackmail. Extortion plus malicious slander, please don't take it lightly."

The two made notes, and Yang Cheng was still detained in a small cubicle outside.

"An Jing! What do you want to do, explain it to them quickly and let me out!"

The high-end rented suit on Yang Cheng's body was already crumpled due to his own struggles, and the expensive tie was hanging around his neck like a sling, scratching his hand with a few nails Clamping on the metal railing, his neck was red from shouting.

After living at my aunt's house for so many years, An Jing watched with her own eyes how the pair of vampire father and son sucked up her blood little by little, and her uncle spent all of her savings while drinking and playing cards. Tianwo gnawed away at home, but as an outsider, An Jing couldn't do anything other than work as a writer and help her aunt.

The aunt who has worked hard for this father and son for so long has indeed achieved such a result, and An Jing has accumulated a lot of anger in her heart while feeling sorry for her.

"Understood, let me beg you, okay, I will never mess with you again, I know I was wrong, please let me out, cousin." Yang Cheng put down his self-esteem and begged for help when he saw that he was too stubborn.

An Jing stopped at a distance from him, turned around and looked at him coldly, "Yang Cheng, are you a beggar?"

"You... what did you say?"

"Save some dignity for yourself, don't make me think you are worse than a beggar."

It was the first time Ge Zijie saw his little girlfriend say harsh words, and the more he watched, the more he found it interesting, but the current occasion was very inappropriate to disturb the seriousness, so she accompanied her with a straight face: "The lawyer is coming soon, let him come Let's talk, you should be hungry, let's go eat first."

Coming out of the prison, An Jing took a deep breath, the fresh air passed through her lungs, absorbed the turbidity in her body, and then spit it out through her mouth, as if her whole body had become lighter.

With a rare appetite, the two ordered a large table of dishes, and An Jing moved her chopsticks as soon as they were served.

She chose a home-cooked restaurant that she had been to before. The quantity is large and cheap, and the owner's craftsmanship is also good. Occasionally, when there is a happy event, my aunt will bring the whole family to get together, but it is always a little more economical, but today An Jing decided Let it go.

"Excuse me, are there just two of you?" It was the first time the shopkeeper saw two girls eating so much.

"If you can't finish eating, you can take it away." An Jing wanted to be presumptuous, but she didn't mean to waste it.

"OK."

"That's all."

An Jing picked some spicy dishes to eat, but she didn't forget to order a few light dishes for Ge Zijie, who has a picky taste.

When a dish was served, An Jing pushed it in front of Ge Zijie, "Try it, the environment here is a bit rough, but Auntie's cooking skills are really good, and the fried fish is not fishy."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Ge Zijie worriedly, worried that she was used to those western restaurants with exquisite dishes, and would not be able to eat small restaurants outside.

Ge Zijie rolled up his sleeves little by little, tidied up his two shirt sleeves, stretched out his well-maintained fingers to grab the chopsticks handed over by An Jing, "Okay."

Not long after the meal, An Jing's phone on the table began to vibrate wildly. She glanced at the name, and simply chose to turn it off. Facing Ge Zijie's questioning gaze, she said, "Uncle, I don't plan to talk about it right now." he."

"Yeah." Ge Zijie agreed with An Jing's approach, but it was not because of this reason that she kept staring at An Jing.

"Come here." Ge Zijie took it and made arrangements for An Jing.

"What's wrong?" An Jing approached suspiciously.

"Dirty." Ge Zijie squeezed her chin, wiped it with a tissue, then let go, and showed An Jing the red oil with a tissue, "If you can't eat it, eat less."

Knowing that An Jing wants to eat spicy food to vent, but it must not affect the body.

Now the person on the opposite side has finished half of the boiled pork slices, his lips have already changed a color from the heat, and they are even swollen, but An Jing still doesn't stop, fanning the sweat on his forehead, over and over again He continued to stuff it into his mouth, "It's really delicious, and we may not be able to eat it like this in the future. Sister Xu doesn't allow us to eat these, saying that it will cause acne."

"She's right." Seeing that An Jing's face was flushed by the heat, and her skin was already fair, it became more obvious when she was red by heat, Ge Zijie took the glass and poured a glass of milk, and took An Jing away. Whoever added ice cubes to Jing, "Don't drink ice water if you eat this."

"Hey, did I say it before, sometimes you look like an old lady." An Jing felt that she was really brave enough to say this in front of Ge Zijie.

But Ge Zijie didn't react much, and even took her words, "The moment I regret most now is that I didn't accompany you when you were young and spoil you."

An Jing paused while wiping her sweat, her eyes subconsciously drifted towards Ge Zijie's face, and seeing her serious look, she confirmed that she meant "habit" and not "care".

Ge Zijie always remembered that An Jing treated everyone cautiously when they first met, as if any misfortune would be the final blow to her who could no longer endure greater setbacks.

She felt distressed in her eyes, but she had no choice but to pull the bird with broken wings out of the quagmire little by little after getting acquainted with An Jing.

After coming out, An Jing clicked on the list of missed calls to call back, and the answer there was very fast, with the same anxious tone.

"An Jing, you're ready to answer the phone. Can you go and help redeem Ah Cheng? You can do whatever you want."

An Jing clenched the phone tightly, her eyelids drooped to cover the brewing emotions in her eyes, and her tone of coaxing children was still the same. What made these people have the illusion that she was still that poor ghost who was slaughtered, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't follow your meaning come."

"Why are you like this, kid! How can you say—"

"Uncle." An Jing didn't have the patience to listen to these distorted logic again, and simply interrupted him, "It is my aunt who has kindness to me, she is the one who feeds me and clothes me, I am very clear about my gratitude Who should it be?"

"Yang Cheng deserves the punishment he deserves for doing something wrong. It's useless for you to come to me." An Jing emphasized the last two words, hoping that the other party can understand as soon as possible and retreat.

"That's good, that's good. You said you wanted to repay your aunt. Then think about it. It's her son you sent in. Don't you think she won't be sad?"

"Sad?" An Jing repeated his words, "If my aunt is sad now, it's because her two favorite people robbed her of her life-saving money and squandered it, not anything else."

"If you really cared about her, would you never go to the hospital to see her?" But many times, she used her aunt's condition to ask An Jing for money.

"If you still have a little conscience, don't call me." An Jing didn't listen to the "explanation" from the person on the other side, and hung up the phone.

Ge Zijie pressed the button on the side, and the window of the car was lowered.

An Jing was feeling bored, she turned her head to the outside, but saw a strange scene outside the window, "Where are we going?"

"Hospital, didn't you say you wanted to visit your aunt as soon as possible?"

"Yeah." An Jing sniffed, "I miss her."

A big warm palm stretched out and held An Jing's cold hand. After she realized that someone had scratched her palm, she heard Ge Zijie say, "Let's have a good talk."

An Jing put away the wetness in her eyes, turned her head and smiled at Ge Zijie.

"Good boy." Ge Zijie lightly touched her mouth with his lips, but then frowned.

"Is it...spicy?" An Jing remembered that she was worried that there would be some chili peppers left between her teeth, so she specially washed it with mouthwash.

"No." Ge Zijie pressed his thumb on her lips, and the temperature he touched was exactly as she imagined, "It's swollen."

"..." Is it okay if I don't eat like this in the future?