Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

If you do not change and choose to continue the marriage, the man the woman leans on will become her husband in the future.

When Wen Qiuli thought of this, he felt uncomfortable all over.

She couldn't help but send a message to verify it:

"Us? Who else?"

She sent messages a little slower than before. Zhang Xu judged that the picture effect was indeed useful and began to add fuel to the fire.

"Just some brothers and young girls playing with them. Don't be jealous. The one leaning on Ji Shao is not his girlfriend. They are just playing around."

"Although Young Master Ji is getting closer to her, it won't affect the marriage."

"Ji Shao is the one who knows the importance of things. He brought so many girlfriends home before, but my aunt didn't like them, so he broke up with them."

"Anyway, Auntie likes you."

Just for fun? So many girlfriends?

These two sentences were like needles piercing Wen Qiuli's body.

She felt as if something appeared out of thin air and was moving around in her body, making her feel uncomfortable.

Wen Qiuli's face suddenly turned pale. She threw away her cell phone, quickly went into the bathroom, and took a shower over and over again.

After washing away the discomfort on his body, he took out the disinfectant and disinfected his mobile phone and his hands over and over again.

After finally getting rid of the discomfort in his heart, Wen Qiuli didn't want to know any news about the young master of the Ji family for a short period of time.

What this proves is that Ji Weiheng's strategy is effective.

Zhang Xu continued to follow Ji Weiheng's words and talked a lot about Ji Weiheng and his ex-girlfriend whenever he had time.

He was not careful and changed quickly. He walked through a sea of ​​flowers and stepped on Wen Qiuli's sore spots everywhere.

As a result, when Ji Weiheng wanted to arrange a formal meeting with someone, she kept putting it off day after day, and finally set a time for the meeting.

The location for this appointment was still Royal City, but it was changed from the lobby to a more private box.

Ji Weiheng also found two ex-girlfriends who had free time to help him complete his performance.

This was the scene he saw when Wen Qiuli pushed open the door of the private room according to the address sent by Zhang Xu.

Inside the box, the lights were dim and bright, dazzling the eyes.

Wen Qiuli couldn't see the face of the person sitting on the sofa, but he could see that in the middle of the sofa, there was a man who looked very imposing.

There was a slim woman sitting on each side of him, while the man sat in a relaxed position with his arms spread out on the top of the sofa.

In the hazy light, it looked like he was holding them in his arms.

Even if they didn't hug each other, with this posture, no one would believe that they were not close.

According to Wen Qiuli's speculation, the person with the highest status at this party was the young master of the Ji family.

In other words, the man sitting in the middle with women on both sides is most likely her fiancé.

Do I really want to insist on marrying someone like this?

Nothing is as powerful as seeing it with your own eyes.

Wen Qiuli frowned, his eyes full of disgust and displeasure.

There was a lot of noise in the box. Someone seemed to notice a figure at the door and shouted:

"Master Ji, someone seems to be outside."

As he finished speaking, the blue-purple light in the room turned into bright orange light.

Everything in the box became extremely clear.

Ji Weiheng and Wen Qiuli looked up at each other at the same time, and when their eyes met, they were both surprised.

Wen Qiuli's eyes moved back and forth between Ji Weiheng and the two women sitting next to him, his gaze changing from surprise to shock, and then to disgust and nausea.

Her expression became increasingly cold, her lips pressed into a straight line, and she turned around and left quickly.

The other people in the box thought they had helped Ji Shao complete his plan and cheered.

Unexpectedly, Ji Weiheng, the protagonist of the plan, stood up immediately, walked around the people around him, and chased out without hesitation.

Wen Qiuli was still not very familiar with Yu Metropolis and was soon caught up by Ji Weiheng.

He quickly grabbed one of Wen Qiuli's hands and pressed her against the wall to prevent her from leaving his sight.

When he was sure that she would not leave, Ji Weiheng breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly explained:

"I was just acting to break off my engagement, and it has nothing to do with the two women next to me."

"Break off the engagement and act?"

Wen Qiuli murmured and repeated these words.

"Are you the young master of the Ji family?"

She tied everything together.

Ji Weiheng was stunned, and guessed something from her words, and asked back:

"Are you Miss Wen?"

Yes, so many coincidences.

How could there be so many coincidences in the world?

It turns out that everything has a traceable path.

Ji Weiheng thought about the fact that he had never told her that he also had a marriage partner, and sweat broke out on his forehead, so he hurried to explain to her.

"I didn't hide the fact that I was getting married to the Wen family from you on purpose. It's just that I have always refused it and never thought about accepting it, so I didn't take it to heart."

Wen Qiuli’s focus is not here.

"You have nothing to do with the two people today. Is your ex-girlfriend also fake?"

In order to prove Ji Weiheng's romantic nature, Zhang Xu sent her many photos of his ex-girlfriends. The names and appearances were so accurate, how could there be any mistakes?

In other words, the person who claims to like you may have said the same thing to many other people.

Perhaps, we have done something more intimate.

Wen Qiuli suddenly felt that the person in front of him looked extremely terrifying.

Seeing the close distance between the two people, she lowered her eyes and squeezed her body inward, as if she wanted to squeeze herself into the wall.

Ji Weiheng was speechless.

Thinking of the thing that Miss Wen hated the most, I felt inexplicably panicked.

It was like he was sitting in an elevator on a high floor, and without warning, it fell to the ground floor in an instant.

"The person sitting next to me today is my ex-girlfriend, but we really don't have any relationship. When I asked them to come, I put them under a ban and didn't let them touch me."

"I've had ex-girlfriends before, but they weren't what you think..."

"I see."

Wen Qiuli interrupted him.

All she needed to know was that Ji Weiheng had admitted the fact of his ex-girlfriend.

When Wen Qiuli thought of his dissolute nature, she felt uncomfortable even though she was in the same space with him.

She looked at her hand that was being pulled and pressed hard against the wall, frowned slightly, and pulled it free with force.

Wen Qiuli took out disinfectant from the small bag she carried with her and sprayed it over and over again on the places touched by Ji Weiheng, with an indifferent yet focused expression.

After the discomfort in her heart subsided a little, she lowered her head and slipped out from under Ji Weiheng's arm.

Wen Qiuli was overly cautious in his movements, and showed great disgust at anyone touching his body.

After she was freed from her restraints, she walked straight towards the gate without saying anything else.

Ji Weiheng ran forward a few steps and wanted to grab her hand to stop her from leaving.

Wen Qiuli seemed to have anticipated this and avoided his touch.

"Don't touch me, it's dirty."

Her voice was icy, like ice that had not melted for a thousand years, freezing Ji Weiheng, who wanted to chase her, in place.

"I am not, I am not dirty, I am clean."

Looking at the gradually shrinking figure, Ji Weiheng's eyes reddened and he murmured in defense in a low voice.