After transmigrating into the book, she clung tightly to her captain husband and wouldn't let g

If she wasn't mistaken, this was the nine-figure necklace.

Looking at the necklace, then at Ji Jingshen, Song Qianyi was still out of it.

Ji Jingshen glanced at her sideways and frowned: "Don't you like it?"

"I love it, I really love it." Song Qianyi carefully reached out and touched the pendant.

It feels warm to the touch, making it irresistible.

At this moment, she was so overwhelmed with emotion that she couldn't even speak.

I originally thought the necklace was with someone else, but I never expected it would end up in her hands.

Today's mood is like riding a roller coaster.

Ji Jingshen was pleased with her reaction, and a slight smile appeared on his lips: "If you don't like it, just throw it away."

what?

Song Qianyi's eyes widened, and she quickly closed the box, clutching it to her chest, looking at Ji Jingshen warily: "If you gave it to me, it's mine now."

Ji Jingshen chuckled: "Do whatever you want with me."

He turned around and went back to his study on the second floor.

Only when Song Qianyi was alone in the living room did she feel her brain start working again.

Open the box, place it on the table, take a picture, and send it to Wenya with the simple caption: "Nine figures."

Within three seconds, the other side sent a series of "ah ah ah ah" sounds.

Song Qianyi put away her phone with satisfaction, looking at the necklace, the smile on her lips never fading.

Her gaze fell on the divorce agreement she had forgotten. She picked it up, tore it to shreds, and threw it into the trash can.

Goodbye, she couldn't bear to part with her husband who casually gifted her a nine-figure necklace.

In the study, Ji Jingshen sat behind his desk, but did not work. He listened to the sounds outside, imagining Song Qianyi's smiling face, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Before long, the noise outside disappeared, and Ji Jingshen finally collected his thoughts and began to deal with his work.

There was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

He looked up from the document.

Song Qianyi walked in carrying a glass of milk, her smile almost fawning: "You must be tired from your work, have some milk."

Her fawning and sycophantic nature is surprisingly endearing.

Ji Jingshen couldn't help but smile.

He quickly composed himself and resumed his cold demeanor.

Song Qianyi remained unaffected, leaning over the table with a piercing gaze and a sly smile: "You must have realized you misunderstood me last night, so you're using this necklace to apologize to me."

This was a conclusion she reached after thinking about it for a long time.

Ji Jingshen, whose thoughts had been exposed, looked away from Song Qianyi and said, "Think whatever you want."

It's not just about what happened last night, but also about many things that happened before.

"I'm sorry" is rarely in his vocabulary; he finds it difficult to say it aloud, and this is the only way he can express it to Song Qianyi.

When he was bidding for the necklace, people kept raising the price. He was determined to buy it and give it to Song Qianyi, so he kept bidding, which drove up the price to its current level.

However, it's worth giving it to Song Qianyi.

"Then I'll reluctantly forgive you." Song Qianyi was in a good mood, humming a little tune: "Get some rest and take care of yourself~"

"Haven't found a new house yet?"

Ji Jingshen's question made Song Qianyi stop in her tracks.

She turned around and looked at Ji Jingshen.

The man sat languidly, leaning back in his chair, his hands casually resting on the table, his handsome face revealing no emotion.

He repeated, "As we agreed before, once you find a new place to live, you'll move back."

"Miss Song shouldn't be without a place to go, right?"

In that instant, Song Qianyi felt like she was on a roller coaster, her emotions fluctuating wildly.

Just when she thought Ji Jingshen had cut ties with her, he sent her a nine-figure necklace.

She thought the other person was trying to reconcile and get back together, but then the other person asked when she was going to move out.

Ha, what an unfathomable man!

She forced herself not to turn around, and almost squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth: "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Ji. I'll move out tomorrow."

That evening, she contacted the real estate agent and quickly found another apartment.

It's also in Chunjiang Garden, some distance from Ji Jingshen's house.

As for the original house, the deposit is definitely not refundable.

For the next few days, Ji Jingshen did not show up, and Song Qianyu had no chance to ask him anything.

Perhaps he is avoiding me.

Song Qianyi didn't have much stuff. She packed it up haphazardly, placed the key by the door, and as she turned around, she heard the sound of a car. A sense of anticipation rose in her heart.

Turning around, I saw an unfamiliar car passing by.

My mood plummeted.

Enough. Perhaps keeping our distance will allow us to see each other's hearts clearly.

Song Qianyi ruthlessly closed the door.

Although she didn't live at Ji Jingshen's house, Song Qianyi would deliberately pass by Ji Jingshen's house every day on her way to and from get off work.

When I got home from get off work that evening, the lights were off in Ji Jingshen's house.

When I went to work in the morning, Ji Jingshen's car wasn't home.

Whether she didn't go home or their schedules just happened to clash, Song Qianyi had no way of knowing.

Today, she went home as usual. When she passed Ji Jingshen's residence, she glanced at it a few more times and lost her mind for a moment. When she came back to her senses, a person suddenly appeared in front of her car.

Song Qianyi stepped on the brakes, which prevented an accident from happening.

Startled, upon closer inspection, the person standing by the roadside, still shaken, was none other than Lin Shan.

Lin Shan?

Song Qianyi frowned.

Why is she here?

Thinking of Lin Shan's previous attempts to sow discord, Song Qianyi felt a fire burning in her heart.

She wanted nothing more than to rush out and slap Lin Shan.

The action of opening the door and getting out was halted.

Her remaining rationality calmed her down a little.

If she goes out rashly, Lin Shan might not admit what happened before, and might even use today's events to retaliate.

Given the unpleasantness between herself and Lin Shan, she fears that if she goes down now, she will be harassed by the other party.

She released her hand from the door and gave a wink to the bodyguard sitting in the back seat.

The two immediately opened the car door and got out.

They are already terrified of being driven by their employers, so they should be even more eager to be the first to rush to their employers' aid when something happens.

Lin Shan was initially annoyed, but upon seeing that they were two handsome men, her expression softened, and after negotiating, she let them leave.

"What did she say?"

After the two bodyguards got into the car, Song Qianyi looked at Lin Shan's back in the rearview mirror and asked.

She said it was okay.

Song Qianyi smiled.

Please, don't be too fond of men.

She didn't take it to heart, but after returning home, she felt something was wrong.

The houses in Chunjiang Garden are not cheap. Even if you rent them, the monthly rent is very expensive. Even for her, it cost almost half of her savings.

Lin Shan was just a flight attendant, and her salary was just enough to cover the monthly property management fees for Chunjiang Garden.

So, where did she get the money?

Is her current house bought or rented?

After much deliberation, Song Qianyi hired a detective to investigate Lin Shan.

After finishing his business and returning home, he ran into Lin Shan again at an intersection near Ji Jingshen's residence.

Song Qianyi narrowed her eyes slightly and glanced at Ji Jingshen's residence.

When passing Lin Shan, I slowed down, slowly stopped in front of her, and rolled down the window.

"Hi, what a coincidence."

Seeing Lin Shan's composed smile twist in an instant, Song Qianyi was in a good mood.