Cannon fodder fiancé dressed as a villain

I haven't seen you for half a year, wife?Where did Ji Wuyou get his wife from?

Qiao Yexuan was shocked, and it took a while before he remembered Lin Qiuhe: "You can't be talking about Lin Qiuhe, are you?"

Although Qiao Yexuan is abroad, he knows domestic affairs well. He even watched the variety shows of Ji Wuyou and Lin Qiuhe.As a qualified bad friend, Qiao Yexuan laughed heartily when he saw Ji Wuyou being deflated in the variety show.

Ji Wuyou gave a light "um" to express his agreement.

Qiao Yexuan couldn't believe it: "You actually played with him, and you never forgot to tell him he's safe when you go abroad."

Ji Wuyou shook his head: "It's not acting, I really like him a little bit."

Qiao Yexuan's eyes widened, and he slowly turned his head to look at him as if he had been given a ecstasy injection. His limbs were very stiff, and his face was full of disbelief.

The car twisted an extremely voluptuous curve on the spacious road. Ji Wuyou hurriedly stabilized the steering wheel, and the veins on his forehead twitched: "Qiao Yexuan! You are looking for death! Can you drive well!"

Only then did Qiao Yexuan come back to his senses, and he quickly looked ahead and drove hard, but his mouth was not idle: "Damn, you actually like someone else! Big news! Are you sure you like it? Are you sure? Are you sure? Are you sure? Do you really like Lin Qiuhe? Really? Really?"

"Shut up!" Ji Wuyou couldn't bear it any longer, took out an unused clean black mask from his coat pocket, leaned over without any explanation, and put the mask on Qiao Yexuan.

"Damn, don't disturb my driving!" Qiao Yexuan hurriedly avoided.

"You know how to drive properly now?" Ji Wuyou sat back in his seat, calmed down, and said with a cold face, "It's a long story, I don't want to explain."

Qiao Yexuan tore off the mask from his mouth, rubbed the tip of his nose, and said in a muffled voice, "Are you really in a relationship?"

"It doesn't count." Lin Qiuhe didn't agree to him at all, and judging from Lin Qiuhe's attitude, it seemed that he would not agree at all.Thinking of this, Ji Wuyou felt very upset.He lowered his eyelids with a cold expression, and warned coldly, "Don't ask so many questions, go back to the hotel."

"I know." Qiao Yexuan pursed his lips tightly, not daring to ask again.

At nine o'clock in the evening, just after Lin Qiuhe took a shower, he received a call from Ji Wuyou.He quickly connected, but there was silence on the other end of the phone. It was Lin Qiuhe who spoke first to break the deadlock.

"Have you arrived at the hotel? What are you doing?" Lin Qiuhe asked lazily while sitting on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed.

Ji Wuyou glanced at the post-it note that Lin Qiuhe had stuck in his computer at some point, and there were a few short words written on it: eat less sugar, don't stay up late, drink less lemon tea.

Looking at the freshly warmed milk, Ji Wuyou muttered, "I'm... making lemon tea."

"Why are you drinking lemon tea again? Didn't you tell you to drink less? You have a bad stomach and lemons are sour, so don't drink it before going to bed. Make a cup of hot milk." Lin Qiuhe had been with Ji Wuyou before the Cold War After talking about it, I even put away all the lemon slices at home, but Ji Wuyou went on a business trip and forgot about it.

Ji Wuyou calmly took off the post-it note to read it, pasted it on the desktop, and said indiscriminately: "I forgot."

How could this be forgotten, didn't he secretly paste the post-it note on the computer before going out?With Ji Wuyou's workaholic style, he must turn on the computer as soon as he gets off the plane, why didn't he see it?Lin Qiuhe was puzzled, pondered for a moment, and replied: "Then let me remind you now, don't make lemons, and boil a cup of hot milk."

Ji Wuyou nodded: "Okay."

Lin Qiuhe was worried, and told him: "Don't stay up late, go to bed early, and eat less sugar." Ji Wuyou likes to eat sweet food so much, almost every time he cooks, he cooks at least one dish with sugar, and the table is full of sweets, heavy oil Heavy sugar, bad for the stomach.

Ji Wuyou lowered his eyes, looked at the post-it note, and asked, "I forget easily, what should I do?"

"Set an alarm clock for yourself, or write a note to remind yourself." Lin Qiuhe was a little embarrassed, and asked, "Well, have you used the computer? Did you see anything?"

Ji Wuyou pursed his lips and snickered: "What?"

"That's right, a post-it note. I thought you would definitely see it when you use your computer." Although Ji Wuyou had already adjusted his schedule, but when he was on a business trip abroad, he was dealing with such difficult transnational business. Changing back to the original workaholic state, out of worry, Lin Qiuhe specially wrote a post-it note and pasted it on the computer, as long as Ji Wuyou turned on the computer, he could see it.

The phone fell silent again.

Lin Qiuhe was worried: "Hello?" Are you still there?The villain's mood is cloudy and uncertain, he is really unpredictable, and now that the two of them have crossed the entire Pacific Ocean, Lin Qiuhe inevitably has no idea.

Ji Wuyou smiled silently, pinched the post-it note, and directly pointed out: "The words are really ugly."

Only then did Lin Qiuhe come to his senses: "You lied to me?" But he wasn't angry at all, and after a while he smiled foolishly and said, "It's rare, you can still joke."

Ji Wuyou raised the corners of his mouth and remained silent.

Neither of them are talkative characters, not to mention that Ji Wuyou is still cold for thousands of years, and it is difficult to warm up.The two held the phone like this, quietly listening to each other's steady breathing.

Occasionally, the sound of drinking water came from the other end of the phone, and Lin Qiuhe asked curiously, "What did you drink?"

Ji Wuyou said the truth: "Milk."

Lin Qiuhe smiled in satisfaction: "That's right, drink less lemon tea before going to bed." Looking down at the time, Lin Qiuhe urged: "It's almost ten o'clock, haven't you been adjusting your schedule? It's time to go to bed."

Ji Wuyou lowered his head and laughed: "Lin Qiuhe, are you stupid? I'm here at ten o'clock in the morning, and I'm going to work later."

Lin Qiuhe realized: "That's right, I forgot about the time difference, then go to work, I'm going to bed."

Ji Wuyou stopped him: "Wait a minute."

"what happened?"

"Let's make a video, I want to take a look at you." Ji Wuyou said calmly.

Lin Qiuhe blinked, quickly combed his hair on the phone, and leaned on the pillow in a casual and elegant sitting posture, then opened the video calmly, and waved to Ji Wuyou in the video: "I'm going to sleep."

The sharp-eyed Ji Wuyou saw at a glance that Lin Qiuhe was leaning on his pillow and sleeping under his quilt, and there was a picture frame of rural scenery hanging on the wall beside the bed where he slept.

Ji Wuyou raised his hand, pointed to the small alarm clock on the bedside table in the video, and thoughtfully said: "This alarm clock will go off at 07 o'clock in the evening and 30:[-] in the morning. If you don't want to be disturbed, turn off the alarm clock."

Lin Qiuhe immediately turned around, and while turning off the alarm clock, he muttered: "No wonder you hear birds singing at ten o'clock every night, so you also set the alarm clock at night."

Ji Wuyou changed the subject: "Yes, is the pillow soft?"

"So soft..." Lin Qiuhe replied subconsciously, then understood, and moved slowly to the other side.

Ji Wuyou deliberately teased him: "If you miss me, there are still several shirts of mine in the closet, you can hug them to sleep."

Lin Qiuhe didn't change his face, and changed the topic: "I'm not going to hang up first, I'm going to sleep." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Ji Wuyou's reply.

Two seconds later, Lin Qiuhe moved back to Ji Wuyou's sleeping side, and closed his eyes to sleep contentedly.

All the negotiations abroad went smoothly. I was able to meet the director of the other party smoothly, and I was able to sit down and have a long talk with the other party. Except that the outcome was already decided and it was impossible to negotiate, everything else was fine.

Qiao Yexuan couldn't help sighing: "Sure enough, you are the one who knows you best, Director Ji, your attack plan against Changfeng Group is really comprehensive and merciless. You may have snatched this cooperation on behalf of Shengshi Group, I will really be scared into a cold sweat by you. But Jerrold will take the initiative to invite you to the reception! I have been in New York for so long and he has never invited me! It seems that he likes it very much You."

Ji Wuyou lightly drank a cup of tea: "Buying and selling is not a matter of benevolence and righteousness, and there will always be opportunities for cooperation in the future."

"That's right, when I hand over the Changfeng Group to you, you can make a big splash. Hey, to be honest, you really have to wait until November 11 to get rid of the Sheng family? If you want me to just leave, after so many years, the debt owed to them has already been paid off, so why bother to be angry at the Sheng family." Qiao Yexuan sat sideways on the back of the sofa, putting his hand on Ji Wuyou's shoulder and seriously suggested.

Ji Wuyou looked over with cold eyes, Qiao Yexuan curled his lips, and retracted his hands tactfully.

Ji Wuyou explained lightly: "Now no one will be angry with me. I have moved out of the Sheng family long ago. As for Sheng Yuehua, except for communication at work, she usually does not interfere with each other. I don't want to owe them the Sheng family. Every penny, not only the depth of kindness, but also the pure length of time, I have to calculate it clearly with them. From then on, it has nothing to do with it. Not only must I pay off the kindness of adopting me, but more importantly, with Their Sheng family completely broke off the ties of family affection. From now on... Ji Changqing will no longer be my aunt."

The two grew up together, and Qiao Yexuan had seen Ji Changqing in his prime of life in the first few years of his marriage, and he was gentle and considerate to Ji Wuyou. It hurts to hold grandparents, parents, and mothers in their hands. At that time, Sheng Youcheng didn't dare to be presumptuous, but after the defeat of Ji's family, Ji Changqing completely changed under the pressure.

In Ji Wuyou's heart, the Sheng family is his only relative.In the year when he first adopted him, Ji Changqing even quarreled with Sheng Youcheng with Sheng Ziqi's big belly because of him.

"Sheng Youcheng, let me tell you, what you are wearing now is the Ji family's money. You know how much money you took from my brother and sister-in-law! You know how much property you stole from Jifeng Group." Now all the properties of the Ji family are with my parents and me, and my brother and sister-in-law's inheritance is under the name of Wuyou, if you don't agree to adopt Wuyou, I will divorce you now!"

Sheng Youcheng showed his ugly face, and said fiercely: "If you want to adopt Ji Wuyou, you can, let him take out his parents' inheritance!"

"You have a good idea! It's worry-free stuff, don't want a cent of it! Divorce or shut up!" Ji Changqing, with a big belly, protected Ji Wuyou behind him, without giving in at all.

In the past, the gods and couples in the wealthy family quarreled to the point of divorce because of him. In the end, Sheng Youcheng chose to back down and agreed to adopt Ji Wuyou unconditionally. However, he chose to back down just to play a long game, otherwise he would divorce Ji Changqing now. Only half of the property in Ji Changqing's hands can be distributed.

At that time, Sheng Youcheng threw the table and smashed the stool and left angrily, and slept in the guest room for several months, unwilling to talk to Ji Changqing.Ji Changqing squatted down and touched Ji Wuyou's hair with a smile: "Wuyou, don't be afraid, with my aunt here, no one can bully you. You are still young, when you grow older, aunt will return the safe to you , it is full of things left to you by your parents."

Later, although Ji Changqing's temperament changed drastically, he still kept his promise. When he was 17 years old, he returned the safe left to him by his parents.Inside, there was a huge amount of property left to him by his parents, as well as a real estate certificate from his hometown.

Without these properties, it would be impossible for Ji Wuyou to establish Changfeng Group, let alone today.

That year, his grandparents were seriously ill, his parents died, Ji Wuyou was unaccompanied, only Ji Changqing held his hand, squatted down with his big belly to comfort him: "Wuyou, don't be afraid, aunt is here."

Ji Wuyou closed his eyes: he always remembers these kindnesses.

After a long time, Ji Wuyou opened his eyes, and slowly said: "It is impossible to calculate the debt of kindness. I owe the Sheng family and my aunt. At least I have to have a clear conscience in terms of the length of time. I have done the calculation. There are only three months and 27 days left before I call my aunt Ms. Ji Changqing Ji."

At this time, Lin Qiuhe, who was far away on the other side of the ocean, stared at the calendar hanging on the wall as if he had a tacit understanding.

There are only three months and 27 days left until the villain rises and locks himself up in the morgue.

Lin Qiuhe picked up a marker pen and circled November 11, reminding himself all the time.

Victory is just ahead, don't be tempted by the villain's sugar-coated bullets.People are alive, just like bastards, living a long time is king.