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When Ji Jingshen came home from get off work, Song Qianyi had already finished getting ready and was sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching TV in her pajamas.

She heard a noise at the door and saw Ji Jingshen changing his shoes in the entryway. She smiled slyly.

She jumped up and onto his back in three quick steps: "Honey! You're back?"

Song Qianyi's movement was so sudden that Ji Jingshen had to use a lot of strength to barely steady himself.

If he weren't a staunch materialist, he would have wondered if Song Qianyi had swapped souls with someone else, given how excessively enthusiastic she was today.

When she called out "husband" in a sweet, coquettish voice, Ji Jingshen's brow twitched.

He forced himself to calm down and patted her thigh, which was wrapped around his waist: "Get off."

"I won't get off!" Song Qianyi clung to her even tighter.

She needs to make the most of her time to get closer to such a dutiful and responsible husband. What if he runs away?

Song Qianyi's two slender arms were also quite heavy, making it difficult for Ji Jingshen to breathe.

He frowned, his face cold as he grabbed her arm: "Get down here now!"

This time, his tone became more stern.

Song Qianyi, however, climbed up without any fear and said confidently, "I don't care, carry me to the sofa!"

The original owner had previously complained about him in front of so many people, embarrassing him, but he never mentioned divorce or did anything to her. Now, she was just being a little coquettish, so she wasn't afraid at all.

As expected, Ji Jingshen couldn't outdo her shamelessness and compromised by carrying her to the sofa and putting her down.

Song Qianyi smiled with satisfaction, and after he stood up, she grabbed his tie and pulled it down.

After Ji Jingshen bent down, she hooked her arms around his neck: "Honey, it's my grandfather's birthday tomorrow and we're having a family banquet. You have to come back to my parents' house with me tomorrow, okay? There's no way to refuse!"

Her tone was a mix of coquettishness and command, as if it were he who didn't want to go to similar banquets before, rather than her forbidding him.

Ji Jingshen stared at her with his dark eyes for a few seconds without saying a word.

He has a day off tomorrow afternoon and had already planned to visit his grandfather at the old house.

Song Qianyi thought he wanted to refuse, so she started to hug him and rock him back and forth, acting coquettishly: "Can't you do it, honey?"

A hint of helplessness flashed in Ji Jingshen's eyes: "Okay, I'll come back earlier tomorrow."

Song Qianyi smiled brightly and gave Ji Jingshen a quick kiss on the cheek: "I knew my husband was the best!"

Ji Jingshen was taken aback, and after realizing what was happening, he indifferently took Song Qianyi's hand away: "You should get some rest, I still have some things to take care of."

After he finished speaking, he put Song Qianyi on the sofa and went to the study alone.

Ji Jingshen sat at his desk and took out his phone to play the surveillance video that his colleague had sent him.

The video only has visuals and no sound. In the video, Song Qianyi locks Lin Shan out of the door, which seems to be just as Song Qianyi said, that she saved Lin Shan from him. But the camera was in Song Qianyi's hands at the beginning, so how do you explain that?

Ji Jingshen frowned as he watched the recurring images on his phone.

Could it really be as he suspected, that Song Qianyi was trying to frame him? But why did she stop in the end?

His mind was in such a mess that he couldn't find a clue, and a hint of frustration flashed in Ji Jingshen's eyes.

He was always indifferent and rarely cared about anyone, but Song Qianyi had completely barged into his life by accident. He had tolerated her acting out of control before, but now she had suddenly slipped out of his control and started to fawn over him.

This change forced him to pay attention to and question Song Qianyi's motives.