Addicted to kissing his wife, Mr. Ji is no longer evil

Wen Yan frowned as she came out of Su Chen's ward.

"what happened?"

Ji Hanshi asked her.

Wen Yan said: "I always feel that every time you see Su Chen, you don't treat him well."

"Really? I didn't notice."

Ji Hanshi said indifferently, "I have always been fair. I will treat the other party in the same way as he treats me."

Wen Yan: "..."

In the ward, listening to the footsteps gradually fading away, the fake smile in Su Chen's eyes instantly disappeared.

Ji Hanshi was clearly pointing at him just now.

He was already beginning to doubt him.

After sending Wen Yan home, the Maybach started again.

Li Feiran reported: "Brother, Luo Jinxin's aborted fetus has been sent for paternity testing, and the results will be available tomorrow at the earliest."

"Ah."

Ji Hanshi responded calmly and slowly opened his dark eyes, "Send more people to monitor Zuirenlou."

"Yes."

Li Feiran nodded.

**

Hotel entrance.

Zhao Duo stopped the car and looked towards the door.

"That is……"

He hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he should call Mr. Sheng.

He still isn't sure what this gentleman is thinking.

Gritting his teeth, he pressed the dial button.

"Hey."

Shengyanzhou's magnetic and indifferent voice sounded.

Zhao Duo asked cautiously, "Sir, how was Mr. Ji's birthday banquet?"

"If you have something to say, just say it."

Sheng Yanzhou was too lazy to bother with him.

Zhao Duo hesitated: "Uh, I saw Wen Ze."

Sheng Yanzhou paused for a moment, and then spoke again with a tone so cold that it almost froze him: "Do you think I care about him? Zhao Duo, have you been eaten by a dog? Why are you bothering me with such a boring thing?"

"No."

Zhao Duo quickly explained, "He came to the hotel where Qingyue works."

Over there, Sheng Yanzhou's steps towards the outside suddenly stopped.

The knuckles holding the phone turned slightly white.

"I wonder if he's here to see Qingyue. Of course, you may not care, but I think..."

Zhao Duo didn't know what he was talking about.

"Master? You mean..."

After waiting for a long time for no reply from Sheng Yanzhou, Zhao Duo thought the call was disconnected. He glanced at the screen and found that there was no problem.

At this time, Shengyanzhou's voice finally came -

"so what?"

He said coldly and hung up.

"No, then would you like to come over... hello?"

Zhao Duo found that the call was hung up.

He scratched his head and said to himself in distress: "What does Master mean? Are you coming or not?"

Hotel staff lounge.

Qingyue, wearing a waiter uniform, stared at the extra one million in her mobile banking account.

Assistant Zhao was very trustworthy and transferred one million to her the next day after returning from Liyuan.

With this money, I can treat my father's leg disease.

But the problem is how should she tell her family. They will definitely ask where the money came from. How should she explain?

Qingyue couldn't help but sigh.

A colleague came over hurriedly: "Qingyue, Joy Hall No. 2 is short of people, please go over quickly."

"Oh, here it comes!"

Qingyue withdrew her thoughts and walked out.

As soon as she arrived at the door of the banquet hall and saw the name on the display board, her face changed slightly.

It turned out to be Yu Yanna’s birthday party.

"What are you standing there for? Come in and help!"

The team leader urged from behind.

Qingyue had no choice but to go in.

Yu Yanna's birthday party was held very fashionably, with flowers and balloons filling the venue. Almost all the people who came were people of the same age, making it very lively.

Qingyue kept her head down the whole time, carrying a tray and serving drinks, trying to be low-key.

"Waiter, come here!"

A voice called her and Qingyue walked over.

A group of people were chatting, and a female voice asked sweetly, "How is the Wen family doing now?"

"Fortunately, everything is slowly getting back on track."

A gentle voice answered.

This familiar voice made Qingyue's breathing stop instantly. She raised her eyes quickly and saw Wen Ze standing five steps away.

He was wearing a silver suit, he was tall and handsome, his profile was very three-dimensional, and his eyes were as gentle and handsome as always.

Just one glance and Qingyue's eyes felt sore.

"Waiter, what are you standing there for? I've called you twice!"

The man from before urged impatiently.

Many people's attention was attracted.

"Hey, do you think that waiter looks familiar?"

Someone looked at Qingyue.

"Yes, she looks familiar. Look at the scar on her face. Didn't we have a classmate with that scar... What was her name?"

Someone immediately answered: "I remember, her name is Qingyue, the only one who failed the thesis and couldn't graduate!"

"You don't even have a degree certificate, no wonder you can only work as a waiter."

After saying this, everyone burst into laughter.

Qingyue's face turned red, and she gritted her teeth and took the wine glass amid the laughter.

His hands were shaking, and the tray in his hands seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Just when her self-esteem was about to be trampled to the bottom of the pit, suddenly, she felt a lightness in her hand and the tray was taken away.

"Take a rest if you're tired."

A gentle voice came from above.

Looking up in astonishment, Qingyue fell into Wen Ze's refreshing eyes and said subconsciously, "Brother Wen Ze."

After she finished yelling, she realized she was being rude and bit her lip in embarrassment.

"Ah."

Wen Ze didn't look angry at all, he just smiled and nodded.

Not far away, Yu Yanna could no longer sit still.

She bribed the waiter team leader and put Qingyue in charge of her banquet hall, with the intention of humiliating her.

Everything was going smoothly just now, and it seemed that Qingyue was about to make a fool of herself in front of Wen Ze.

But she didn't expect Wen Ze to be so gentle to her and didn't show any contempt for her at all.

It even has a bit of a hero-saving-a-beauty feel to it.

Yu Yanna suppressed her anger, walked over seductively, and raised her voice: "Qingyue, I didn't expect you to be a waitress here. It's really hard."

"It's not hard work. I make a living with my hands."

Qingyue answered neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Yu Yanna glanced at the tray in Wen Ze's hand and said in a haughty manner: "Okay, we won't delay your work."

As he spoke, he took the tray and handed it to Qingyue.

Qingyue took it with both hands.

But before she could catch it firmly, Yu Yanna let go, the tray fell over, and all the wine in the glass spilled all over Qingyue.

"Oh, why don't you hold it steady, really!"

Yu Yanna called out artificially and pretended to be concerned, "Are you okay?"

Qingyue was soaked by the wine and shook her head awkwardly: "It's okay."

As he said this, he squatted down to pick up the broken glass.

She knew Yu Yanna did it on purpose, but what could she do? She was a guest of the hotel, and she was just an insignificant waiter.

How dare the waiter talk back to the customer?

Wen Ze must be very disappointed with my embarrassing appearance, right?

Feeling the fiery gazes around her, Qingyue couldn't help but shed tears. She lowered her head and let her hair cover her tears.

Yu Yanna was still sarcastically saying, "Then just take your time picking them up. After all, this is your job. Senior Wen Ze, I have someone I want to introduce to you. He may be able to help the Wen family!"

She took Wen Ze's arm and led him away.

Qingyue was distracted and felt a sharp pain at her fingertips, as if a piece of glass had pierced into her flesh.

"hiss!"

Bright red blood flowed from the wound.

Without bothering to bandage the wound, she continued to clean up the mess.

Suddenly, the footsteps that had been walking away came back quickly, Wen Ze squatted in front of her and grabbed her hand.

"You're injured, don't clean it up."

Qingyue's nose felt sore, and she didn't dare to look up, for fear that he would see her crying. She just shook her head desperately: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

The force on his wrist increased slightly, and Wen Ze's tone became a little angry.

"Don't move, I'll help you clean up."

As he said this, he started picking up the broken glass on the ground.

Looking at that busy hand, the long fingers and the slightly bulging blue veins on the back of the hand looked very nice, Qingyue was a little dazed.

After all the fragments were picked up and put into the tray, Wen Ze casually handed the tray to a passing waiter.

Then he pulled Qingyue outside.