Chapter 2 This man was targeted as soon as he landed?
"First... sir?" In the black Rolls Royce, Yan Hui looked at the people in the back seat, stammering and not daring to speak.
This man was targeted as soon as he landed?
"Go to the hospital," the man ordered in a low voice.
"Help me..." Ji Lan clung to him like a thousand-year-old snake spirit.
Ji Mingzong stretched out his hand to push her away, urging Yan Hui with a cold face: "Hurry!"
"Immediately, immediately," Yan Hui held the steering wheel and was sweating. He thought to himself that he had picked up a drugged young woman somewhere.
Even if you take the medicine, it still looks very good-looking.
What a monster!
Back and forth, Ji Lan was getting closer and closer to him.
Ji Mingzong was squeezed against the door by her, with almost nowhere to hide.
When Yan Hui's eyes drifted over, he remembered the scene in the Kingdom of Women in Episode 16 of Journey to the West.
The girl choked and leaned against him, sobbing and begging: "I want..."
"I advise you not to think about it," Ji Mingzong pushed him away and asked Yan Jiang to turn the cold air in the car to the maximum.
I thought it would calm her down a bit, but unexpectedly, it had little effect.
The woman next to her had a crimson face and was delirious. Her rationality had been completely devoured by the drugs, leaving only full of lust.
She has fair skin, beautiful appearance, and a delicate body. A nude tulle dress almost blends into her fair complexion.
Makes people think.
"Stop the car," came the strong tone of the man in the back seat. Yan Hui didn't dare to delay his leader's good work, so he pulled over and walked a few meters away, finding an inconspicuous corner to hide.
I was thinking about how to deal with the consequences for the leader.
The Ji family in Beijing and Hong Kong has luxuriant branches and intricate connections.
Many people yearned for the high-class courtyard of the main residence. They originally thought that the other half of the head of the Ji family must be a well-educated and well-educated lady from a wealthy family.
Unexpectedly, he ended up being entangled by a witch.
Yan Hui leaned against the tree trunk, holding a cigarette and flipping through his cell phone casually.
In the circle of friends, some children from wealthy families who were added before are making shocking revelations.
Yan Hui clicked on it when he saw the word "Ji family".
"I didn't expect that this drama about the real and fake daughter of a wealthy family would happen to me today."
Looking at the photo again, Yan Hui was so frightened that the cigarette on his fingertips fell to the ground.
This girl………….
Follow the guy in the car…………
broken!
"Sir," Yan Hui walked eagerly, running to the car and knocking on the window.
The back seat window was half lowered, revealing the man's scarlet eyes.
The girl panted and leaned on his shoulder, her charm lingering in the carriage.
Yan Hui's words immediately stopped when they reached his lips.
Is he late?
Isn't this too fast?
When Ji Mingzong saw that he was silent, his eyebrows were slightly sharp: "Is something wrong?"
"This... seems to be the Ji family."
Ji Mingzong, a true Taoist at heart, could not accept this inconsistent ethical relationship and scolded Yan Hui coldly: "That's a bunch of nonsense!"
Yan Hui endured the numbness of his scalp and handed over the phone.
News, scandals, and news on friends circles are overwhelming.
Ji Mingzong held the mobile phone with dark eyes. He stretched out his hand towards Yan Hui with his index and middle fingers raised. Yan Hui handed over the cigarette, leaned over to the window and lit the cigarette with his hands together.
He took a deep breath of the cigarette. , calmed down, and felt a little lucky. Fortunately, he was not a bloodline of the Ji family, otherwise what would he have become?
So this girl is the daughter of a rich family who fell into the dust. She was in a bad mood and went out to get drunk and was drugged?
"How many rooms are there?"
"The one from the eldest room, he said he was the one he picked up at the entrance of the hospital." Ji Mingzong glanced sideways at the person whose skirt was scattered and crooked in the car, and slowly rubbed his temples with the hand holding the cigarette.
An unconcealable headache.
Putting the cigarette between his lips, he took out the toilet paper beside the door and wiped his fingertips frantically.
The man was emotionally turbulent and his voice was hoarse and deep: "Find someone to take her back."
…………
When Ji Lan woke up, she was lying on the big bed of Ji's house, and there was a lot of quarrels in the living room downstairs.
She hugged the quilt and endured the headache, sitting up and listening to what was going on downstairs.
"After all these years, doesn't she know that she is an adopted daughter?"
"This is Rourou. I didn't kick her out because I was merciful."
"I have lived in my Ji family for so many years, with the best food and clothing, and the best education. How could I have failed her?"
Ji Lan looked at the open door, thoughtfully. He knew without thinking that someone had opened the door deliberately.
The Ji family's servants all know her habit of keeping the door closed when sleeping, and they won't do it knowingly.
"Sister, did you hear that?" Ji Rourou appeared at the door in her evening couture, leaning against the door with her arms folded and looking at her, triumphantly showing off her power: "You have occupied the magpie's nest for so many years, it's time to give up your position, parents." You can’t embarrass them after having paid you for so many years without asking for anything in return, right?”
Ji Lan looked at her with indifferent eyes, showing no emotion: "Did I say no?"
Ji Rourou punched the cotton and looked a little ugly. She was about to go out to drink the northwest wind. Shouldn't she be anxious?
"Mom said that she has bought you a lot of expensive jewelry over the years. Can I come in and take a look?" The question was like a decoration. Ji Rourou walked in and rummaged through her cloakroom like the mistress of the family.
"Do it yourself!" It's not hers anyway.
She didn't want to occupy it either.
For twenty years, Deng Yi would remind her every time he bought her something.
This is not for her, it is kept for Ji Rourou first, and will be returned to her when she comes back.
She has been working as a housekeeper since she was a child.
"Sister, can I take this?"
Ji Lan didn't care: "Take it!"
"Sister, I want this skirt."
Ji Lan: "Take it."
"Sister, I like your room very much."
Ji Lan: "Here you go."
Ji Rourou:…………
"Rourou?" After Deng Yi argued with Ji Hongyi, he angrily went upstairs to find Ji Rourou, only to find her in Ji Lan's room when he went upstairs.
His eyes fell from Ji Rourou to Ji Lan, with a bit of disgust: "Are you awake?"
"Yeah!" Ji Lan responded lightly.
"The Ji family won't treat you badly. Rourou is back. I don't ask you to do anything. Just give up what you should give up."
Deng Yi's face became even more ugly when he thought about the scene at tonight's birthday party. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to announce the marriage between the Yan family and the Ji family.
As a result, he was rejected by the banquet house in public, saying that he only wanted Ji Lan as his wife.
"The marriage in the Yan family was originally destined for the Ji family's daughter. You have occupied it for so many years. Now that Rourou is back, it's time to let it go. Over at the Yanzhuang, you can find a chance to explain it to him."
Ji Lan suppressed her emotions and nodded: "Okay."
"Mom, don't be angry; I believe sister will not complain," Ji Rourou hooked Deng Yi's arm and said coquettishly: "Sister's room has better lighting than mine!"
Deng Yi couldn't bear it at all. He looked at Ji Lan and issued an ultimatum: "Let aunt help you change rooms tomorrow morning. You pack up and move out."
"I want clothes, a room, a man, what else do you want? Say it all at once,"
(End of chapter)