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

"Mr. Ji, long time no see."

Zhao Qianying looked at Ji Han with a charming smile, "By the way, where is Wen Yan? Could she have gone to find Fu Yuting?"

She sighed and said, "Her mind is full of Fu Yuting. She even shouted that she wanted a divorce at a party some time ago."

Then he quickly covered his mouth and said, "Oh, I don't mean anything else, I just think she's gone too far."

Ji Hanshi's face was as cold as water, "Really?"

Zhao Qianying stared at that handsome face and couldn't help but sigh how handsome he was.

She is a lovelorn girl and has long had her eyes on Ji Hanshi. Don't blame her for snatching away the treasure from that idiot Wen Yan, as she doesn't know how to cherish it.

She took a step forward and pretended to sprain her ankle: "Ouch!"

The man threw himself into Ji Hanshi's arms.

Suddenly a figure flashed over and stood between them.

"Wen...Wen Yan?"

Zhao Qianying looked embarrassed, then laughed dryly: “I just asked you where you were going!”

"are you looking for me?"

Wen Yan curled her red lips.

Zhao Qianying hesitated and said, "Nothing."

"Why did you come to see me? I saw you chatting and dancing with my husband just now, and I thought you came to see him specially!"

Wen Yan said half-jokingly.

Zhao Qianying felt guilty when her true thoughts were revealed.

In addition, there were people looking at her nearby, and she didn't want to be accused of stealing someone else's husband, so she laughed it off and left.

As he walked, he cursed inwardly: "What's wrong with Wen Yan today? Why is she doting on Ji Hanshi?"

Watching Zhao Qianying walk away, Wen Yan grabbed Ji Hanshi's arm and said with a sweet smile, "Sure enough, when I'm not around, there are flies buzzing around you."

"Humph!"

Ji Hanshi sneered and tried to take his hand away, but failed.

"Mr. Ji!"

At this time, a middle-aged man came over with a glass of wine, "Long time no see, our last cooperation went smoothly, and we will continue if we have the chance in the future."

“It’s an honor to work with someone as straightforward as Mr. Zhang.”

Ji Hanshi smiled slightly and clinked glasses with the boss.

Wen Yan looked up at Ji Han, who was in a state of ease, with stars in her eyes. Her husband in Vanity Fair was so handsome.

"Who is this?"

The middle-aged man looked at Wen Yan.

Ji Hanshi frowned and did not answer. Wen Yan immediately said, "Hello, Mr. Zhang. My name is Wen Yan, and I am Ji Hanshi's wife."

"It turns out that President Ji is already married."

Mr. Zhang laughed. "I always saw him alone before, so I thought he was single. I didn't expect that he had such a beautiful woman hidden at home."

"Mr. Zhang, you are too kind. I was ignorant before and rarely accompanied him to social events. I will go out more often to see the world in the future!"

Wen Yan leaned on Ji Hanshi and said seriously.

"Hahaha, President Ji, your wife is very interesting!"

Mr. Zhang was amused by Wen Yan and couldn't help but praise her.

Ji Hanshi looked at Wen Yan, his dark eyes difficult to discern.

Was what she said just now an apology for what happened in the past?

Wen Yan, how much truth and how much falsehood are in what you said?

"Hey, Mr. Fu!"

Mr. Zhang suddenly waved in a direction.

Fu Yuting walked towards them.

Ji Hanshi's expression suddenly changed, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his whole body exuded a biting coldness.

The next second, a soft little hand held him.

"Honey, are you feeling unwell?"

Wen Yan's face was full of concern.

"No."

Ji Hanshi replied indifferently.

Fu Yuting was a little surprised. Wen Yan had harassed him before, but now she ignored him.

"Who is this? Is he also your partner?" Wen Yan asked Fu Yuting.

Several people present were surprised at the same time.

"Ms. Wen, don't you recognize me? I'm Fu Yuting."

Fu Yuting said helplessly.

Wen Yan showed a look of sudden enlightenment, "Oh, it's been so long since we last met, I almost forgot what you look like."

Fu Yuting: "..."

Does this person have the memory of a goldfish?

"Let me introduce you. This is Ji Hanshi, my husband. What do you think? He's handsome, right?"

Wen Yan looked proud.

The Wen family and the Fu family have a good relationship, so Wen Yan and Fu Yuting have known each other since childhood.

Wen Yan had been pestering Fu Yuting before, giving him a headache. He had always admired Ji Hanshi's abilities, but had to avoid her because of Wen Yan.

Now that Wen Yan was able to let it go, Fu Yuting breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Ji is a handsome man. I have heard that Mr. Ji has outstanding abilities and have always wanted to find an opportunity to cooperate with him."

Fu Yuting said politely.

"There is a chance."

Ji Hanshi nodded politely and looked at Wen Yan with an inquiring look.

What on earth does this woman want to do?

Wen Yan suddenly grabbed his collar and whispered in his ear, "Hubby, the Fu family is very rich. We must take advantage of Fu Yuting and save more money for Nuonuo to be his wife."

Ji Hanshi was stunned for a moment, then snorted, "There's no need to rely on this kind of means to save money for your son to marry."

How much this woman despises his abilities.

Let alone one son, even if I gave birth to ten, my wife would be enough.

Wait, why would I want to have ten sons with her?

Ji Hanshi was speechless to himself.

Fu Yuting is a very good man, and after Ji Hanshi chatted with him for a few minutes, they actually got along very well.

Wen Yan was not interested in investments and bonds, and looked around bored.

Next to it is a swimming pool with flashing lights.

Wen Yan stretched her head to look curiously, and suddenly someone pushed her.

She swayed a few times, lost her balance, and fell toward the swimming pool, screaming subconsciously: "Husband, save me!"

Just when she thought she was going to be soaked, Ji Hanshi hugged her.

Wen Yan was still in shock, and threw herself into his arms, sobbing, "I'm scared to death, wuwuwu!"

Feeling the person in his arms trembling obviously, Ji Hanshi raised his hand and hesitated for a few seconds, then gently stroked Wen Yan's back.

"Don't be afraid."

The warm and deep voice calmed Wen Yan down a lot.

She suddenly saw Zhao Qianying standing not far away, pouting at her.

It seemed like she was right next to me just now. Could it be that this fake bestie did it?

It seems I have to be more careful in the future.

Wen Yan was safe and sound, but suddenly a scream was heard from the other side of the swimming pool.

Someone fell into the water.

A white figure fell into the water, waving his hands for help.

It turned out to be Jiang Baixi.

Wen Yan clearly remembered that Jiang Baixi couldn't swim, and if he continued like this, even if no one died, he would get hurt.

When she pushed Ji Han away, she jumped into the water without hesitation and swam towards the shore holding Jiang Baixi.

When looking at Wen Yan who was struggling to save people in the swimming pool, Ji Hanshi was stunned.

He remembered that Wen Yan's swimming ability was also average.

But he was so brave to jump into the water to save people.

This woman made him feel more and more unfamiliar.

When they swam to the shore, Fu Yuting stretched out his hand, but Wen Yan did not give it to him. Instead, she pushed Jiang Baixi over and said, "Carry her up first."

When Fu Yuting carried Jiang Baixi away, Wen Yan looked at Ji Han and said, "Husband, come and hug me!"

Ji Hanshi sneered: "He's not a good swimmer, but he's very active in saving people."

Although he expressed disgust, he grabbed Wen Yan with his strong hands and pulled her out of the water.

"Ah!"

When the night wind blew, Wen Yan felt cold all over.

Ji Hanshi took off his coat and threw it to her, "Put it on."

"It turns out that my husband cares about me the most." Wen Yan smiled sweetly.

Ji Hanshi snorted coldly: "I'm just worried that you'll get sick, and I'll be the one in trouble."

Fu Yuting came over and said, "I have something to do, so I can't accompany you."

Ji Hanshi nodded, "We're going back too."

After saying that, he left with Wen Yan, who was soaking wet.