After retiring, he inherits hundreds of billions of assets every day

After Ji Cheng returned to the room, she immediately asked 886 to help her investigate who leaked her information, and immediately contacted the auction house to ask for an explanation.

The other party said that they would give a satisfactory answer and that such a big customer must not be offended.

However, leaking information is such a bad thing. If the matter gets out of hand, it will be a devastating blow to their auction house.

Because of Ji Cheng's words, the auction house began to thoroughly investigate this behavior, found a series of masterminds behind the scenes, fired them all, and even held them accountable.

Ji Cheng received a personal apology from the general manager of the auction house, and he still felt a little unhappy.

She immediately contacted Uncle Ji and told him about the incident. Soon, a male and a female bodyguard fully equipped appeared in front of her.

With the presence of these two great gods, Ji Cheng's doubts were completely dispelled.

Was Sinclair really going to buy a vase from her? What if he had other ideas?

For example, let your female companion approach a few people.

Although 886 is a wealth system, it does not have the option of absolute defense! She still knows how to do it!

It's always good to be careful.

After Sinclair knew that Ji Cheng had a bodyguard, it was difficult for him to get close to Ji Cheng, so he had to find another way.

He couldn't get close to Ji Cheng for two days and couldn't help feeling anxious. With this vase, not only would his grandfather look at him with a higher regard, it could also offset his previous mistakes.

If only Ji Cheng hadn’t snatched it from him at that time.

Sinclair sat on his wife's sofa, holding a transparent wine glass with purple-red wine rippling in it.

"How is the thing I asked you to do going?" Sinclair's face was gloomy, and she lowered her eyes to look at the woman standing in front of her.

The female companion's expression did not change as she stammered, "The bodyguards are following too closely, I really can't get close to them, give me a little more time, I..."

"Snapped!"

The glass fragments of the transparent cup exploded at her feet, splashing on her feet, leaving a mark, and the purple-red wine soaked into the luxurious carpet.

She didn't dare to talk back, but just lowered her head and her body trembled slightly.

Sinclair suddenly stood up, pressed forward, pinched the man's shoulders with a ferocious look, and roared, "Bena! We don't have time! You will help me, right?"

Bena looked into his eyes with tears in her eyes, and whispered softly, "I'm sorry, I'll try my best..." Before she could finish her words, the next words were stuck in her throat. The air in her chest was decreasing inch by inch, and a feeling of suffocation filled her heart.

Sinclair's eyes turned red, he pinched her neck, and said in a paranoid tone, "It's useless to try hard, you have to find a way!!"

Bena struggled to push his hand away and coughed suddenly, "Okay, I'll help you."

Seeing her agree, Sinclair loosened his grip and held her in his arms. His tone was gentle, and the paranoia just now had disappeared. "I love you so much, Bena."

Bena didn't respond and let him hold her until he went to take a shower. Then her panic gradually disappeared, and was replaced by endless hatred.

Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, she walked to the table, clenched her hanging arms tightly, stared in the direction of the bathroom for a while, and then her eyes fell on the fruit knife on the table.

She picked up the knife, looked at the cold light on it, and walked quietly to the bathroom door, her eyes fierce and her hands shaking with nervousness.

The bathroom door suddenly opened from the inside. Sinclair saw her standing in front of the door with a strange look on his face. "Bena, what are you doing?"

Bena's face stiffened for a moment, then he returned to his usual soft smile. "Do you want an apple? I'll peel one for you."

As she said this, her whole body was shaking and she even paused for a moment while speaking, but Sinclair didn't notice.

"Thanks, babe," Sinclair said.

Bena sat back on the sofa stiffly, holding the knife, and began to peel the meat for him.

Everything seemed to be back to the way it was before the quarrel.

**

After Xie Yanchuan returned to Beijing, he would send Ji Cheng videos of wool balls and yarn on time every day, and would occasionally video chat with her.

Xie Yanchuan glanced at the date. It’s been a few days. Haven’t they had enough fun yet?

He couldn't help but feel a little worried, but luckily Song Qiran was his messenger, otherwise if other people appeared next to Ji Cheng, he would not have time to react.

However, there is a new scoundrel who is trying to save his life these days. I heard that he came here specifically to find Ji Cheng to buy a vase.

I couldn't help feeling a little irritated.

Ji Cheng looked at the handsome face on the screen and frowned tightly, feeling somewhat confused.

"What's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood?" Ji Cheng was lying on the bed watching the video, and asked subconsciously the first time he noticed it.

Hearing the voice, Xie Yanchuan glanced at her. She was wearing a soft white pajamas. The silk fabric looked particularly smooth against her fair skin.

"It's okay. Are you still going to Country K?" Xie Yanchuan retracted his gaze and felt his mouth was dry. He drank some water and it relieved a lot.

Ji Cheng didn't think much about it. Hearing this, he stared at Xie Yanchuan without saying a word, "Xie Yanchuan, you are so handsome~"

Xie Yanchuan, who was wearing a shirt and gold-rimmed glasses, looked up when he heard the words. He was a little surprised and couldn't help but clench his fist to cover the corner of his mouth that he could hardly hide.

He always hated other people discussing his appearance, but when Ji Cheng said that to him, he would just feel happy and proud.

After all, this was the first time Ji Cheng praised him for being handsome, so it was worth commemorating.

Ji Cheng was stunned for a few seconds after he finished speaking, and covered himself up for a long time.

Ah!!! Why did she say that right in front of Xie Yanchuan? Does she still have the nerve to do that?

"Do you like it?" Xie Yanchuan stared at her flushed face and asked with a low smile.

Ji Cheng didn't understand what was going on yet and nodded subconsciously. After thinking about it carefully, he realized something was wrong. He sat up abruptly and stared at Xie Yanchuan, who had a serious face, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Seeing him nod, Xie Yanchuan thought to himself that it was worth it that he had spent half an hour choosing clothes and more than ten minutes posing.

Ji Cheng saw that his thin lips were tightly closed and there was a smile on his face.

My head itches, I feel like I'm going to grow a brain!!

Xie Yanchuan always said things that could be misunderstood, but she really took it seriously!!

Xie Yanchuan, please stop showing off your charm! I can't stand it!

**

Ji Cheng didn't sleep well yesterday, but he did have a spa appointment with Song Qiran and the others today and couldn't be late, so he tried everything there was to do on the boat in just one day.

As soon as she entered the spa, she felt a figure following her.

Ever since she got a bodyguard, her safety factor has skyrocketed and she feels safe.

Seeing Ji Cheng stop moving, Bena stopped walking subconsciously and stared at her in silence.

"Ms. Ji, it's the girl from before." The female bodyguard said to her.

Upon hearing this, Ji Cheng subconsciously looked over and a familiar face appeared in front of her. She recognized it; it was Sinclair's female companion.

"Miss Ji...can I talk to you?"