After the reunion, the delicate daughter was kissed by the paranoid man and cried

After saying that, Ji Yanbei looked at Fu Nanxi deeply, then turned and left the flower shop.

In the driver's seat of the orange-red Lamborghini, Ji Yanbei lowered the window, took out a mint cigarette, lit it, and stretched his slender fingers outside the car to flick the ash.

He turned around and saw the gift box that was returned to the co-pilot, and rubbed his eyebrows with his index finger.

Picking up the phone with one hand, he sent a message to Fu Nanxi, asking her to come out and hug him for a while, and to give her the ring at the same time.

Five minutes after he sent the message, the person on the other end replied, saying that Shen Qi was still in the store and it was inconvenient for him to come out, so they should talk about it next time.

This woman really ignored him less and less and treated him more and more perfunctorily.

He put out the cigarette in his hand, started the sports car and returned to the Ji Group in the center of Haicheng.

He parked the car in the garage and was about to get into the elevator when a voice from deep in his memory rang in his ears.

"Ayan."

Ji Yanbei thought he was hallucinating, but when he slowly turned around and saw the figure behind him, he realized he was not hallucinating.

"Ayan." Seeing that he didn't answer her, the woman called him again.

His body was trembling a little, and he tried hard to control himself and keep a straight face. He turned around and continued walking towards the elevator.

The woman behind him saw him walking forward, ran up to him and grabbed his arm, "Ayan, Mommy misses you so much."

He shook off the woman's arm with all his strength, his eyes red and full of anger, "Don't call me A Yan, you don't deserve it."

Big tears fell silently on the woman's face. After being thrown away, she held his arm tightly again.

"Ayan, I'm sorry. Mommy is sorry. I really missed you so much."

Ji Yanbei's hands were bulging with veins, and he stared at the woman who was holding him with gritted teeth.

"When I needed you the most, you left me without even looking back. Now that I've grown up and don't need you anymore, why are you back again?"

"Mom had her own reasons back then."

He sneered, "What's your reason? I've never forgotten it. I knelt in front of you and my head was broken. I begged you not to leave. You used your hands to pry open my fingers one by one."

"Then I begged you to take me with you, but you pushed me away and left the Ji family without looking back."

Tears welled up in his beautiful peach blossom eyes, and Ji Yanbei tried hard to hold them back into his body.

He couldn't shed tears, couldn't shed tears for her. Didn't he shed enough tears after she abandoned him? It wasn't worth shedding tears for this heartless woman.

Hearing what her son said, Yan Fei's memories went back to the day when she left the Ji family.

She also couldn't bear to leave her son and wanted to take him away, but the only condition that Ji Boyuan agreed to divorce was that she gave up the custody of her son.

She wanted to leave Ji Boyuan and the Ji family so much. She wanted to be free so much.

Between her son and her own freedom, she chose the latter, knowing that she did not deserve forgiveness.

But she missed him too much, especially after moving back to Haicheng two months ago, this longing tormented her every day.

"I'm sorry." Yan Fei lowered her head and sobbed.

Ji Yanbei used his big hands to pry open the fingers that were clenched on his arm one by one, "Stop pretending to be sorry, I don't need it."

Yan Fei sobbed and took out a peace amulet from her coat pocket, "This is the peace amulet I got for you at the temple."

She stuffed it into Ji Yanbei's hand and said, "Please take it."

Looking at the amulet she stuffed in his hand, Ji Yanbei clenched it into a ball with one hand and threw it into the trash can next to him.

"Don't come to me again."

After saying this, Ji Yanbei left without looking back, just like she had done to him in the past.

Looking at the amulet he threw into the trash can, Yan Fei picked it up and cried. She stood there crying for a long time before leaving with heavy steps.

In the top floor office of Ji Group.

Ji Yanbei sat on the black chair, his chest still heaving violently. After a long while, he slowly calmed down, and the anger in his eyes dissipated bit by bit.

Special Assistant Lin knocked gently on the door a few times, walked into the office and carefully put down the documents.

"Mr. Ji, these documents need your signature."

Ji Yanbei, who was sitting on the black chair, raised his head and glanced at Special Assistant Lin. Special Assistant Lin shuddered all over at the cold look.

He lowered his head and pretended that he didn't exist, silently telling himself to sign quickly so that he could leave.

Many employees in the company saw it just now. President Ji walked into the company with a gloomy face. The coldness he exuded was enough to freeze people even at a distance of five meters.

After taking a quick glance at the contents of the documents, Ji Yanbei picked up a pen and signed several documents. Seeing the president's signature, Special Assistant Lin quickly picked up the documents and trotted out of the office.

Leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes, Ji Yanbei thought of the scene downstairs just now. He rubbed his temples with his white knuckles, took out his cell phone and called Fu Nanxi.

In the Huaxizhipan flower shop, Fu Nanxi was helping a customer check out. When she saw Ji Yanbei calling, she simply pressed the reject button.

Just as she refused, the phone rang again. She asked Lin Xiaoling to come and help her pay the bill, and went to the bathroom in the store to avoid Shen Qi.

After locking the door, she pressed the answer button, and her voice was deliberately low.

"Ji Yanbei, I'm busy now, tell me what you want to say."

"Fu Nanxi, I want to hug you now."

"Why are you hugging me now? We're not together." She felt that Ji Yanbei was being unreasonable and her tone was a bit aggressive.

"Fu Nanxi, I want to hug you now."

The man's voice came to her ears again from the other end of the phone. She felt something was wrong with his voice. Why did she hear sadness and frustration in his voice?

She shook her head. How could Ji Yanbei, that moody man, be sad and depressed in front of her!

He was always strong and overbearing in front of her, with a bad temper and a sharp tongue.

"I'm really busy, I'll hang up first." Fu Nanxi didn't want to waste time with him and was ready to hang up the phone directly.

"Don't hang up yet. I want to hear your voice. Sing a song for me."

Fu Nanxi was so angry that she wanted to curse. She was running a shop and he asked her to sing for him.

"I have customers in my shop, so I don't have time to sing."

The man on the other end of the phone was relentless, "Name a price, I'll pay you, and you can sing a song for me, okay?"

Why did he sound as if he was begging her? Fu Nanxi suddenly felt a little soft-hearted. Forget it, just sing a song for him.

She was not a very good singer to begin with, and she sang a song for him just barely. After the song, she thought he would say thank you for your hard work.

Unexpectedly, he said another three words.

"It sounds awful."

After saying that, he added, "Fu Nanxi, your singing is really awful."

She was so angry that she wanted to beat him up, "Ji Yanbei, you bastard, your singing must be worse than mine."

After she finished speaking, she realized that she had called him a bastard.

She thought he would be angry, but unexpectedly he smiled on the other side, and his magnetic low laugh reached her eardrums through the phone.

He was laughing even after being scolded. She really wondered if Ji Yanbei had taken the wrong medicine.

"I'm busy now, I'll hang up now."

Thinking about what he had just said about her singing being bad, she hung up the phone angrily without waiting for his reaction.