After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

If Ling Jibai hadn't come, this might just be a matter of thanks.

If Ling Jibai came and the two families sat at the same table, maybe it would not just be a matter of gratitude.

Wen Jin quickly wiped his hands, pushed away Wen Mo who was blocking his way, opened the door and wanted to go out to stop Ling Jibai.

As soon as the door opened, he paused.

Ling Jibai stood at the door and greeted Wen Qiyun politely.

He was very generous and had no sense of superiority because the Ling family was superior to the Wen family. On the contrary, he just regarded himself as a junior.

The words "backward compatibility" are fully demonstrated in Ling Jibai.

"Jinjin, come here," Wen Qiyun called Wen Jin over.

The gaze that was fixed on Ling Jibai slowly withdrew.

"Have you just finished a social event?" Ling Jibai walked over to the old lady and sat down. The smell of cigarettes and alcohol wafted over.

Ling Jibai nodded.

The old lady asked again: "Are you with Xiao Jin?"

When Wen Jin heard this, his back stiffened.

Just as he was about to speak, Ling Jibai took the lead and said, "No, Ling Ci said you came to the Wen family, so I came to see you."

The old lady raised her eyebrows and said, "Why are you looking at me? Are you afraid that I will sell you out?"

The aunt at home came over with a tray and handed him a cup of tea. Ling Jibai took it and nodded: "I'm scared."

The old lady glanced at him with a look of disappointment: "You are always afraid of this and that, what are you afraid of?"

Ling Jibai glanced at Wen Jin nonchalantly: "Afraid of death."

Wen Jin:.......

.............

"Isn't this Miss Wen?"

"She's not messing with our CEO Shen anymore? She's messing with Ling Jibai now?"

"Ling Jibai?" Someone heard the gossip and leaned over to take a look at the photo on the phone: "You know what, this girl is not very old, but her taste in men is really amazing. She won't touch poor or ugly guys!"

"You're poor and ugly and still want it? Do you think all the girls nowadays are stupid?"

"Besides, the girl is pretty too!"

"If she were in another class, this girl would also be licked!"

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Ge came up from downstairs, holding a large box filled with tea.

"Hey, it's Wen Jin! She's hanging out with Boss Ling," the man handed over the phone. "You know what, the two of them are a good match. They're eight years older than each other, a perfect match straight out of a romance novel."

"Fuck!!!"

"What the hell!!!! Send me the photo."

"What's wrong? Why are you so surprised?"

"I..." Jiang Ge choked up and was about to show it to Mr. Shen, but stopped instantly. What if this group of people stopped gossiping with him in the future? "Keep it! I'm with Mr. Shen, so I have a lot of gossip. I can share it with you in time. There may be a follow-up or something."

The people in the office's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Of course, we are all workers," of course he had to infiltrate the inner circle for the boss.

"Come on, add me on WeChat, I'll invite you to join the group, there must be a follow-up."

"Yes, yes, yes, it must be there," Jiang Ge took out his mobile phone to scan the code, added WeChat, and saved the picture in one go.

"I'll take the things over first," he said, and then he ran away carrying the box at the door.

In Shen Xunzhou's office, Zhou Jin was arranging the documents neatly in batches. From left to right, they were those that needed to be processed first and those that were non-urgent.

"Where's Mr. Shen?"

Zhou Jin turned around, raised his index finger to his lips, and pointed at the sofa beside him.

Jiang Ge looked over and found that the man was drunk. He had his hands on his eyes and was breathing steadily, as if he was asleep.

"Is there something?" The person lying on the sofa uttered two words in a hoarse voice.

Jiang Ge was so scared that his hand shook as he put down the box.

Not asleep?

Or are you still so alert even when you are asleep?

How tiring this is!

"Just..." Jiang Ge hesitated: "It's just a little thing."

"Speak," Shen Xunzhou said in a faint voice. He turned over, leaned on the sofa, tilted his head back and pinched his eyebrows.

"Miss Wen seems to be having an affair with President Ling. Please look at the photo," Jiang Ge felt that his words were not convincing at all. He reached out to open the photo and handed over the phone.

Shen Xunzhou lowered his eyes and glanced at her. Almost instantly, the tiredness and murderous intent between his brows could not be suppressed.

"I heard that Mrs. Ling went to Miss Wen's house, and Miss Wen took Mr. Ling back to the Wen family in front of everyone."

Shen Xunzhou lowered his eyes and looked at the photo. His eyes were slightly dark and his eyes were furious, which was extremely scary.

"Prepare the car."

While he was busy conquering the girl's heart in front, Ling Jibai took the parents and went straight to the house.

Want to remove the firewood from under the cauldron?

Good, good, good, good.

Is it really that easy to poach Shen Xunzhou's girlfriend?

"Mr. Shen, there will be a meeting later..." Zhou Jin's heart ached when he saw the person was about to leave.

Jiang Ge came over immediately and covered the man's mouth with his hands: "You are so stupid! Why did he work so hard? It was all for Miss Wen. Now he is about to run away, and you told him there was a meeting? Forget about the meeting, even my mother can't do it."

Zhou Jin:........

...........

"What does Mr. Ling mean?" In the Wen family's kitchen, Wen Jin was waiting for his aunt to cut the fruit and bring it out.

It just so happened that Ling Jibai found an excuse to come in.

"Miss Wen should know what I mean. I am also helpless," Ling Jibai was no match for the old lady in their family.

Wen Jin could probably guess it.

But this matter is very annoying.

"It would be better to send you to be reincarnated," Wen Jin was furious, feeling unhappy with the atmosphere in the living room.

Ling Jibai leaned against the door of the restaurant and looked at her, unable to hide the smile on his lips: "Do your parents know that you rented a house outside?"

"So?" She looked at Ling Jibai: "Are you planning to expose my past?"

"I dare not," Ling Jibai shrugged: "I'm just curious about Miss Wen."

"Are you so curious? It would be a shame if you don't play the role of a brainless boss in a boss novel."

"Also," Wen Jin continued, fearing that her refusal was not straightforward enough, "I'm not interested in older men."

"If Mr. Ling wants to have an old cow eat young grass, I suggest you go to someone else's house."

"You are not interested in the older ones, and you can't lick the younger ones. Miss Wen, shall I build a temple for you?"

"Build it! Close your eyes when you sleep from now on. I might break into your house one day and castrate you, and make you my sister."

boom----

At the restaurant door, Wen Mo came in and just heard these words. She was so scared that her hands trembled and the cup in her hand fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

"I... didn't mean to eavesdrop."

Wen Jin rolled his eyes at Ling Jibai, asked his aunt to clean up the mess, and went out with the fruit.

Just as I put down the fruit in my hand, the phone rang. I saw the number and picked it up hesitantly.

On the other side, the man sat in the car, looking into the villa through the black car window. The gray sky was pressing down, and it was difficult to see through at a glance: "Are you coming out, or should I go in?"