Queen, forced marriage

The man in the exquisite suit on the black limousine was talking to the paparazzi who was trembling with fright, his voice was steady and full of breath, and every word seemed to shock people's hearts: "Which newspaper are you from?" ?”

"I...I didn't...I didn't mean to shoot you..."

"Ha ha……"

Ignoring such a trivial matter, he interrupted the other party's explanation with laughter. Ji Guokang smiled instead of anger, stretched the tangle between his brows, and said again: "Give me your business card and I will contact you again in a few days." You, give you a big exclusive."

After finishing speaking, after getting what he wanted, he asked the driver to stop the car, let go of the man who was caught in the car, and before leaving, he lowered the car window, looked at the shivering man huddled by the side of the street, and warned : "Don't tell people that I've looked for you, do you understand?"

"I know...I know." Nodded like a pounding garlic, he couldn't wait to give Ji Guokang the answer he wanted. The paparazzi's face is now pale, and there is no trace of blood on his lips, as if he just came back from the gate of hell.

Swallowing saliva, looking at the car leaving in the dust, the gloomy black paint on the body looks so weird under the sunlight.It implies the calm before the storm.

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It has been a day since Fang Yiai locked herself in the bedroom, ignoring the earnest persuasion of the people outside the door, biting her lower lip tightly with her white teeth to relieve the pain in her heart, but her eyes were held in her hands for a moment mobile phone, staring at the black screen, looking forward to the moment when it lights up.

In the past, Lin Zikui would be the first to compromise no matter how she quarreled, and then call her.Fang Yiai thought stubbornly in her heart, and there is still a baby, Lin Zikui, if you feel angry with me, I will "abuse" your baby girl.

Thinking of this, Fang Yi'ai couldn't help but feel guilty again. She touched her stomach nervously, thinking that she hadn't eaten for almost a day, and the Jinmo in her stomach might be hungry. Out of maternal instinct, she hurriedly got up , Regardless of the discomfort in the legs, he opened the door and yelled at the crowd outside for food.

Fang's parents and Fang's mother were a little surprised at first, they stared at each other blankly at the door, but they realized it when they saw Fang Yi'ai's hand on her stomach, and then turned around and told the servants behind them to go to the kitchen to get some food .They are equally worried about their precious grandchildren.

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At Lin Zikui's house, Lin's mother put her hands on her hips angrily, and looked at Writer Lin with a look that hated iron and steel, and said in a very bad tone: "Are you going?!"

Although it was just asking for opinions, but the tone clearly smelled like a seven-point order. He worked so hard to make chicken soup for his daughter-in-law, carefully packaged it, and handed it to Lin Zikui, hoping that she would consciously use this reason Going back to coax Fang Yiai, she has good intentions, but this damn child is ignorant and doesn't appreciate it at all.

Unhappy, Lin Zikui half-lyed on the sofa very casually, without looking at her mother, folded her hands on her chest, and muttered: "I'm going to go by myself, I'm still busy!"

"You're just watching TV on the sofa, what can you do?"

"Oh, I'm full, I'm going out for a walk."

After finishing speaking, she got up, passed Mama Lin beside her, and went directly to the door to change her shoes.There is no place to find a quiet place.

"You just feed me enough to support me."

Looking at the stubborn figure, Mother Lin didn't speak again, she just felt strange, before Lin Zikui wanted to have some reason to find Fang Yiai or something, why was she so stubborn this time, and her brows that were stretched were knit together again .

Originally, I wanted to walk around in the neighborhood, but who knew that I had already walked out of the gate and walked to the street. As a writer, this emotional thinking began to ferment again. Looking at these men and women in a hurry by the street, Lin Zikui can always think of the sad stories that everyone may have had, maybe it was love, maybe it was family affection, maybe it was friendship.The neon lights on the side of the street dyed the whole night with brilliant lights, but they drowned people's hearts alone.

The weather is starting to turn cold and I don't know if Her Majesty has added more clothes. A wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Thinking of the mature and attractive beauty president from the past, she has become "childish" since she fell in love with her, and she is needed everywhere. Taking care of and loving her is obviously intentional, but Lin Zikui likes to dote on that wayward little woman so much. Without her, how could Lin Zikui mature so quickly?

"Seed sunflower?!"

Hearing someone calling her name, Lin Zikui raised her head reflexively, and looked at the car in front of her that she didn't want to be in. The night was too hazy and she couldn't see who it was, so she could only squint and walk over: "Oh... ...Oh, that, that, you are that..."

After shaking his head for a while, Lin Zikui couldn't think of the name of the handsome man in the car.

"I'm Ji Guokang, we met last time."

Ji Guokang was full of expectation that Lin Zikui would call out his name, his eyes turned from light to dark, secretly blaming himself for being too impatient, but he still took the initiative to remind him.

"Oh, for Uncle Ji, I remember you, but I will forget your name for a while." Some people apologized embarrassedly, but they couldn't explain why. I can feel the familiar feeling slipping by, and the haze in my heart just now has also subsided a lot, which is really indescribably strange.

Looking at Lin Zikui, who looked somewhat similar to himself, Ji Guokang was a little nervous. He really talked to his daughter tonight. Without other people's interruptions and obstacles, a man of his age would be popular. Eye sockets were closed, I was so excited that I didn't know how to speak.

"Uncle, why are you here?"

"Me, I just asked the driver for a ride or something." He lowered his head and helped the eye frame on the bridge of his nose, immediately covering up his guilty conscience.

"Go for a drive? Uncle, you are really rich. Now that the gas price is so high, you still let the driver go for a drive." Lin Zikui joked childishly, and the melancholy on his face eased a bit, maybe blood is thicker than water Relationship, Lin Zikui didn't even realize that she was in a much better mood at the moment, and she unconsciously made a joke, but she just felt that she wanted to rely on this uncle inexplicably.

"Hahahahaha... yes, yes, yes, this is what you young people call local tyrants," Ji Guokang was amused by Lin Zikui's words and cute expression, and laughed with a rare open voice. The smiling eyes resembled Lin Zikui's very much. "Look at you alone, do you want to go for a ride with me, a local tyrant!"

"Okay!"

Without even thinking about it, he agreed to the uncle's invitation. Before the driver got out of the car and opened the door for her, Lin Zikui sat on it by himself, which made Ji Guokang very fond of it. This vigorous and resolute posture is quite the demeanor of his youth .

The two of them started chatting in the car like this. Ji Guokang couldn't help his nose sore during this process. It's ashamed to say that it took him so many years to really experience the family happiness. Although Lin Zikui didn't know it yet, but today he Already very happy.Looking at Lin Zikui, he couldn't stop loving him. This child is more perfect than he imagined, with talent, ability, and beauty. He is full of dragon and phoenix demeanor everywhere. He is really Ji Guokang's daughter.

Lin Zikui was also a little excited. Her thoughts were too mature for her peers. Some topics about life thinking were not shared with those bad friends. Today, I was lucky to meet Ji Guokang, and finally someone understood her. With emotion, I can't help but feel that the handsome uncle beside me is my bosom friend.

They got to know each other very quickly, and immediately introduced Ji Guokang as a confidant, but Ji Guokang, a middle-aged man, was flattered.

"confidant?"

"That's right, I found out that I have a lot of topics to talk to you about. If we're not quite close friends, let's treat it as a year-end friend, right?!"

"Okay... okay, hehehe..."

Thinking about it, it's really a child's temper, saying that it's rain, but that's good, the relationship between the two has taken another step so soon, after all, the same lineage in the blood can't deceive anyone.

"By the way, are you hungry? Uncle treats you to supper!"

"Supper?" These two words made Lin Zikui's eyes flash with cunning again, and he patted Ji Guokang on my shoulder, "Uncle, you take me for a ride and I should treat you to something to eat."

"Okay, it's my honor for such a successful writer like you to invite me to dinner, how could there be any reason to refuse? Hahaha!"

Also, it was the first time for him to have dinner with his daughter. He couldn't say how many times he had fantasized about such a scene, and how long he had been looking forward to it.

"Boss, two servings of beef noodles, one small bowl and one big bowl." After speaking, he leaned into Ji Guokang's ear mysteriously and said, "I ate this when I first came to S City, it tastes good Extremely."

"is it?"

While asking, Ji Guokang also looked around for a while, and was taken to the city center by this kid unknowingly, and he actually ate beef noodles, not to mention when a big boss like him had eaten such a roadside stall. Wearing a three-piece suit, maybe no one in the world eats noodles as grandly as him, and his old face is a little blushing.

But this is what Lin Zikui wanted, and couldn't help but sit on the small stool and laugh out of breath, "Uncle, if you don't eat it, will you regret it?!"

"Eat, of course." After finishing speaking, Dayi took off his suit jacket awe-inspiringly, handed it to the bodyguards behind him, and ordered them to go back to the car and wait.

Sitting opposite Lin Zikui wearing only a shirt and a suit vest, he said cheerfully, "How about it, did you bring any money, uncle has a big appetite!"

Pretending to be scary.

"Hahaha... It's fine for you to eat a few bowls."

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The chat was empty, the beef noodles had already been served in front of the two of them, and they were concentrating on mixing their own noodles, maybe they hadn't eaten for too long, and the soup was spilled due to poor strength.

"Oh!" Then he took the paper towel prepared by sitting on the seat and wiped off the oil stains on his body.

Ji Guokang also instinctively wiped the sleeves for Lin Zikui, and said the advice of his elders: "Look at you, are you burning? Come, uncle, to make noodles for you."

After finishing speaking, he leaned forward to mix the seasoning in the bowl for Lin Zikui, even he didn't notice at this time, his behavior was like a worried father.

Lin Zikui just looked at the middle-aged uncle who was concentrating on lowering his head and working on a bowl of beef noodles. His hair was combed meticulously, his face was carved with time, and his clothes were gorgeous and expensive, but he couldn't hide it after all. His kind fatherly love.

This old uncle actually gave her a sense of steady and reliable fatherly love, which made Lin Zikui feel a lump in her throat.

As soon as Ji Guokang looked up, he saw Lin Zikui's moist eye sockets, looking at him strangely.Can't help but ask curiously: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay!" Blaming herself for the gaffe just now, Lin Zikui buried her head in her chopsticks and ate a few mouthfuls of noodles before adding, "I...I've never gotten along with a male elder like this before."

The short words are worth more than a thousand catties, and they instantly weighed on Ji Guokang's heart. His emotions were also a little complicated at this time. When he looked at Lin Zikui, there was an indescribable emotion in his eyes: "Uncle... also... Get along with one junior at a time like this."

"Huh? How come, uncle, where is your child?"

"...has...has a daughter."

Lin Zikui felt that her question was a bit reckless and inappropriate. Looking at Ji Guokang's tangled and avoiding eyes, he guessed that it might be some kind of grievance from a wealthy family that could not be clearly explained, so he immediately shut up and ate his own. face.

"Where... is your father?"

After much deliberation and speculation, Ji Guokang still decided to inquire about Lin Zikui's evaluation of "father", or his thoughts.

"My father?" The word was too unfamiliar to Lin Zikui, and it took him a while to recover, and he said solemnly, "Is he okay!?"

I don't know how many words and emotions are contained in the simple six words, and in the end it is impossible to fathom. Ji Guokang can't hide his loss.

"However, I miss him a lot. Hehe!"

This is said indifferently, this smile looks cute and cute, but who knows how much Lin Zikui misses the man who ignored her.

For a while, Ji Guokang couldn't hold back his tears on the street, and cried out regardless of the man's face, but fortunately, in the dark night, he buried his face and tried hard to eat this bowl of beef noodles, avoiding everyone's curious eyes. eyes, afraid of being discovered by others.