Chapter 72 I died suddenly, and you got rich?
"Mr. Ji, I've had enough of living under the roof of others."
For twenty years, being dependent on others for the first half of her life made her walk on thin ice every day, fearing that she would not do something well, say something right, and be criticized or scolded by others.
I'm even more afraid of getting out of here.
The shadow buried in my heart when I was young will be a lifelong dampness.
She confessed her heart, took out the heart full of fear and anxiety and showed it to Ji Mingzong, it was not another kind of love.
Ji Lan wasn't sure whether the relationship between them was based on temporary lust or a little bit of true love.
Although she had doubts about this relationship, she had to admit that Ji Mingzong gave her a sense of security that she had never received in the Ji family.
Fortunately, she is sober and clearly knows her rank. She is not like most love-starved girls in the world, who can be cheated out of just a piece of bread.
Otherwise, if she meets a man like Ji Mingzong, the day he pulls away will be the day her body is gone.
There was silence in the living room for a moment. Ji Mingzong's hand, which was casually placed on the back of the chair, dropped from its initial laziness and slowly clenched into a fist.
Tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again.
He seemed to be struggling: "Lanting is also your home."
"It's different." If she didn't write her name, there would be a risk of being kicked out at any time. She didn't want to live that kind of insecure life.
Ji Mingzong stared at her, swallowing the thousands of words he said before reaching out and patting Ji Lan's shoulder: "Sleep first."
"I'm flying to Singapore tomorrow morning."
Ji Lan swallowed up the low emotions that had just overflowed. Also, she never expected a man to stand in her position and understand her suffering.
After all, this was a whimsical thing that ordinary people couldn't do. How could she dare to force the understanding of a superior person.
She put aside her disappointment and looked at the man's back as he entered the bedroom, a little curious. She rarely saw people staying overnight in either Jinmao Mansion or Lanting Villa: "What time do you get up every day?"
"Sooner or later," Mr. Ji opened the quilt and lay down on the bed.
Ji Lan asked: "How early? How late?"
"Five o'clock at the latest, uncertain at the earliest."
Ji Lan was stunned: "I'll get up after I take a shower in the early morning?"
Her eyes moved slightly, shining brightly, and she took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed with her hands and feet: "Mr. Ming, I will buy insurance for you, can the beneficiary write my name?"
Ji Mingzong saw the information she put on the bedside and picked it up casually: "I died suddenly, and you get rich?"
"You kill two birds with one stone, don't you?"
The man frowned slightly: "Is this how to kill two birds with one stone?"
Ji Lan dove into the quilt, her face just falling on his abdomen. Ji Mingzong looked down at her and reached out to touch her head. The smooth and fluffy hair felt completely different from 256's.
"Are you thinking about 256?" Ji Lan felt something. She had observed Ji Mingzong's way of touching 256. His big palm covered its forehead, and when touching it, he would touch 256's ears at a slight angle.
What is this if it's not exactly the same?
Mr. Ji retracted his hand in embarrassment and calmly opened the folder. When he saw the personal profiles above, he was stunned. They were all CEOs of listed companies and elites in the industry. Could it be Ji Hongyi's listing banquet at the beginning of the month?
"What's this?"
"Xingfan Pharmaceutical's IPO banquet, guest list."
have to! Mr. Ji thought to himself that he had really guessed it.
Falling in love is like fighting an underground war.
Ji Mingzong collected the documents and put them on the bedside table: "Going?"
"Ji Hongyi is finally willing to pave the way for me, so of course he will go."
Ji Mingzong nodded without saying a word. I'm afraid it wasn't Ji Hongyi who was willing to pave the way for her, but something that irritated him. Xingfan Pharmaceutical is listed on the market, and Ji Hongyi has another listed company under his control. At this time, the image and personality cannot be ruined.
There can be no possibility at all.
Otherwise it's a disaster.
"If he asked you to go to Maosheng Pharmaceutical, would you consider it?"
"No," Ji Lan said without any thought: "I finally escaped from the Ji family, how could I go back again."
The man closed his eyes deep in thought and patted Ji Lan on the back: "Go to sleep!"
The headlights were turned off, and the bedroom fell into immersion.
Ji Lan turned over to the other side and found a comfortable position to lie down.
Ji Mingzong stretched out his hand to fish but couldn't find anyone. He opened his eyes and glanced at the weak light. The big bed had to be close to the bed. The man sighed slightly: "Ji Lan, come here."
Ji Lan wrapped herself in quilt and said two words: "You are hot."
The next day, Ji Lan got up and saw no one from Ji Mingzong as usual.
With those words from last night, sooner or later, Ji Lan didn't think her schedule could be the same as his. After all, nothing is as important as life. If you are dead, how can you realize your wonderful life?
Let alone pursuit.
"Miss Ji, sir, I asked me to send a document over for you to sign."
Ji Lan had just packed up and was getting ready to go out. Yan Hui was sitting on the shoe-changing stool at the door. When he saw her coming, he stood up straight, as if he was wearing a strip of hair, without even an inch of tilt.
"Have you ever been a soldier?"
"Yes," Yan Hui responded, "more than ten years of special forces expertise."
"Shouldn't it be assigned? Why do you want to be a human driver?"
"The salary offered by your husband is too tempting to refuse," Yan Hui handed her the documents while chatting with her.
Ji Lan took it: "What is it?"
"You'll know just by looking at it."
She put the bag aside and reached out to open the document. It was a house transfer agreement, and the house was located at the Lanting Villa where Ji Mingzong currently lived.
Ji Lan was stunned, thinking about what he said last night: "Lanting is also your home."
When Yan met Ji Lan, he was stunned and said at the right time: "Sir, you have to sign it and then send it to him."
"Where is he?"
"We should be on the plane now. Don't worry, Miss Ji. Sir, he will sign it when he comes back," Yan Hui said with certainty,
Ji Mingzong was generous to others, especially those around him. There was no need to ruin his feelings in Ji Lan's mind just for a house. image in.
Ji Lan said nothing and pondered for a moment.
Yan Hui was not sure what she was thinking, so he just took out a pen from his pocket and handed it to her: "Miss Ji."
"Do I have to move there immediately after I sign?"
Otherwise, she would never have thought of the meaning of sending a house so early in the morning.
"The husband said these are two different things. He did this just to prove to you what he said last night. As for when to move, he looks forward to it but does not force it."
After hearing these words, Ji Lan was silent, waved and wrote his name and handed the signature pen back to Yan Hui.
The latter glanced at it before closing the document.
"Miss Ji, from the perspective of a bystander, your husband is not a good person, but he will not embarrass women. You can rest assured about this."