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With the tacit consent of both the Ji family and the Wen family, a consensus was reached on the marriage between the youngest son of the Ji family and the daughter of the Wen family.

Ji family.

Ji Weiheng came down from upstairs and first called Wu Ma to prepare a formal meal for him.

At this time, two or three o'clock in the afternoon, it is late for lunch and early for dinner. It can only be said to be a combination of lunch and dinner.

Fortunately, it was only him who was responsible, otherwise Aunt Wu really wouldn't know how to start.

Ji Weiheng played until two or three in the morning yesterday before going home, and he has been sleeping ever since.

He was still a little drowsy now. If he wasn't hungry, he could continue to sleep for a while.

This kind of reversed day and night life started when his mother last talked to him about the marriage, which was an act of rebellion against her despotism.

At first, Ji's mother frowned and criticized him, but later she just obeyed and stopped interfering.

Ji Weiheng took a loaf of bread from the refrigerator, slumped down on the sofa without any image, opened the package, and stuffed the bread into his mouth like a robot.

"Well, okay, I'm at home, I'll wait for you, okay."

After answering the phone, Ji's mother walked into the main hall and saw her son who had no image at all. Her face immediately tensed up.

"Ah Heng, sit up straight."

Ji Weiheng ignored her and continued eating the bread. He sat up and drank a glass of warm water after he finished the bread.

Ji's mother was sitting on the sofa next to him.

Ji Weiheng noticed something strange after he finished drinking the water.

Who was mother talking to just now?

Waiting for you, will there be guests coming?

Her face was rosy and she looked very happy. Was it because she was a good friend or something else?

Several questions popped up in his mind, but were quickly dismissed.

What does it have to do with me? He went upstairs after filling his stomach.

Aunt Wu is a skilled and efficient cook. She prepared a simple yet tasty meal in no time.

After Ji Weiheng finished eating, he prepared to go upstairs to catch up on his sleep.

"Ah Heng, go upstairs and wash up and come down later. Remember to tidy yourself up. Your hair, ugh, I should have dyed it black before..."

Ji's mother called him and said a lot of instructions.

Ji Weiheng ignored what he heard and immediately wanted to go upstairs, and then he heard his mother reveal her purpose:

"Get yourself ready. Someone will be here soon. It's the daughter of the Wen family I told you about before. You two can meet and chat to cultivate some feelings."

Cultivate feelings?

In what situations do we need to cultivate feelings?

Without even thinking, Ji Weiheng knew that his mother didn't understand his last refusal at all.

He turned his head and looked at his mother who seemed to care about him. Her eyes were stern and her voice was as cold as ice:

"I told you, I won't get married."

Without waiting for Ji's mother to say anything else, he went upstairs.

This time, he didn't go upstairs to catch up on some sleep.

Ji Weiheng washed up, changed his clothes, took the car keys and was about to go out.

Ji's mother was sitting downstairs and asked quickly, "Where are you going? It would be so rude if Xiaoli doesn't see you when he comes."

"It's not my business."

Ji Weiheng casually put his black coat on his shoulders and walked out of the door. He suddenly turned around and smiled like a child who was about to play a prank:

"If she really wants to come and see me, she can come to Yudu. There's a party tonight, and she can meet my friends there."

Although Royal City is a high-end entertainment club, it is also a mixed bag.

In particular, in order to go against his parents, Ji Weiheng made many friends who were looked down upon by the wealthy and serious families.

I heard that the Wen family is a scholarly family with strict family education, so they must really dislike this kind of occasion.

What Ji Weiheng wanted was her dislike.

Thinking of this, he strode away.

This group was actually temporarily organized when Ji Weiheng went upstairs to change clothes, and the people who came were all idle and idle people with nothing to do.

If it weren't for the chance encounter with Ji Weiheng's friends, he wouldn't even be able to enter the door of the Yu City Club.

They don't have that much sense.

Even though he knew that Ji Weiheng, the center of attention today, was someone he had to treat with great care, he still sometimes let his mouth shut and spoke without any reservations about his family affairs.

"Master Ji, didn't you say you were going to take a break today? Why are you back at the stall tonight?"

The first person to speak was Zhang Xu, who was more familiar with Ji Weiheng.

Ji Weiheng still gave him this face, raised half of his eyelids, and said weakly:

"It's just what I said last time. My mother seems to have arranged a marriage between me and the daughter of the Wen family."

"Is she the granddaughter of the great calligrapher Wen Shilin? It is said that she never left her house and her name has never been known to anyone."

Zhang Xu went back to inquire about it last time.

"Yeah." Ji Weiheng replied with a breath coming out of his throat.

Seeing that he was not interested, Zhang Xu stopped talking.

Although he didn't say anything, other people who knew the news and thought they could use it to get close to Ji Shao talked a lot.

"Master Ji, I know the Wen family. I'm from Jiangnan."

"Everyone in Jiangnan doesn't know that the Wen family has strict discipline. They treat the girls in the family like prisoners. If you don't know, you would think it's the feudal dynasty."

"Before, they didn't allow girls in their family to go to school. I went to the same high school as Miss Wen, and she came once at the beginning of the semester, and I haven't seen her since."

"Tsk tsk, what a conservative family! Are the girls in their family also mummies who never show their faces in public?"

Ji Weiheng had no interest in listening at first, but when these words reached his ears, he felt even worse.

With his personality and the daughter of the Wen family's personality, how could they possibly get along?

Is this the good wife his mother chose for him?

Ji Weiheng became even more annoyed.

Those who spoke ill of the Wen family's daughter saw his displeasure and exaggerated it.

"Not only that, the Wen family wants to train all the women in the family to be good wives and good mothers. The concept of being virtuous and virtuous is all the dregs of the old times."

Ji Weiheng knew a lot about Miss Wen's past, and he became more and more annoyed.

He picked up his phone and called Miss Wen, the number his mother had forced him to call.

"Miss Wen."

"Hello, I am."

The voice coming from the other end of the phone was a little distorted, but it was still soft and gentle, and very pleasant to the ear.

Ji Weiheng was speechless for two seconds, then he remembered what others said about "virtuous and kind", and immediately calmed down:

"Are you going to the Ji family today to meet the young master of the Ji family, cultivate feelings and discuss marriage?"

"How do you know?" The voice on the other end of the phone was still soft and gentle, very pleasant to hear.

Ji Weiheng would no longer be confused and directly stated his purpose:

"Because I am the young master of the Ji family. I will not like you, nor will I marry you. I will find a way to cancel the engagement. We haven't even met, I hope you can cooperate with me to reject the marriage."

He still hopes that both parties will agree to avoid embarrassing the Wen family.

As for whether the Ji family would lose face, that was not within his consideration.

"I will not refuse a marriage."

The pleasant voice said the words he least wanted to hear.