Wife, I confess: The president forced marriage

"Miss Jiajia, you want to go out? Young Master Shi greeted us when he got up early, saying that you are not suitable for walking around, why are you going out now?" The servant put a cold compress on her, muttering words of concern.

Jiajia changed into a pair of flat shoes, and waved her hand with her bag: "Aunt Lan, I'm fine. One of my sisters is sick. I made an appointment with Sijin to see her in the hospital. I'll find Aunt Wu by the way, so I don't have to bother her." Come here, kill two birds with one stone, don't you think?"

"Aunt Lan asked someone to prepare a car for you." The servant named Aunt Lan was her half nanny, who took care of her from childhood.

"No need, I have an appointment with Sijin." Jiajia looked at the time: "She said she would be there in a while, and I will wait for her to pick me up at the door."

But Jiajia limped to the door, and the first thing she found was a black Ferrari hidden by the roadside. Jiajia couldn't help shaking when she saw the license plate number. [

She couldn't help but turned around and walked back, wishing she could jump back into the house with one foot.

Holding the steering wheel in one hand and smoking a cigarette in the other, Xiao Yi felt lonely all over.

lonely?

Xiao Yi's expression flickered, his eyes were locked on the beautiful figure who had returned from the desert, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a wicked smile.

Thinking about it, she had already formed a conditioned reflex, and she would dodge when she saw him, seeing her limping steps, his eyes darkened a little bit.

"Jiajia, do you think you can hide?" His words were sonorous, and his complicated eyes were retracted.

Pushing the door lightly, when she got out of the car, there was a bouquet of white lilies in her hand.

The fresh lilies, with a few dewdrops on the petals, were picked by him at the farmhouse in the suburbs early in the morning.

Xiao Yi would do such trivial things, he himself was thinking about it a moment ago, is he too obsessed?Too poisoned...or too leisurely?

Even he himself can't figure out the answer.

"Help me deliver this bouquet of lilies to your lady." He walked to the gate of Lei's house, and saw Shi Ying's hidden guards from a distance. He lowered his eyebrows and smiled, and handed the flowers to the guard. hand: "I wish her a speedy recovery."

"Thank you, Master Xiao. Won't Master Xiao go in and deliver it in person? Miss is at home."

"No, I have something else to do." Xiao Yi behaved elegantly, and moved neatly, without the slightest sloppiness, turned around and returned to the car, and left without a trace.

"hiss"

The young girl Sijin made a high-profile debut, the car stopped steadily, and she made a call: "Jiajia, I'm here, I'm coming out soon."

Jiajia stood in front of the living room window, holding her mobile phone, her red lips trembling slightly: "Do you see a black Ferrari on this road?"

"No." Nothing.

Jiajia felt relieved, went out with a small bag, threw the lily that the guard brought up into the trash can, and said solemnly: "From now on, nothing will be collected from him."

"Hey, who is it that you upset Miss Jia Jia so early in the morning?" Si Jin teased with a smile: "It can't be that my brother knows his mistakes and can correct his mistakes, so he buys flowers to please you?"

Jia Jia kept her mouth shut and looked around, furiously: "He reconciled with me yesterday, but he cut my nails abominably. You see, this is the evidence of crime. I am so mad!"

Si Jin smiled, her contempt was undisguised: "You two are looking for trouble for nothing, tossing yourself, I have guessed that you will reconcile within half a month. There is a saying, bedside quarrel Bed end and, maybe your nails are too long and caught my brother, so he cut it for you in bad faith."