dear husband please stop

Soon realizing what he meant by "don't move", Ji Xinyao snapped back to her senses and looked around. Sure enough, there were two people standing behind the high-voltage electric pole opposite the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Who owns these media?Ordinary small media dare not follow the high-ranking government officials so closely, so it can be seen that these people have unusual backgrounds!

She suddenly thought of Gu Nanxi's great achievements over the years. She couldn't count how many gangsters offered millions of rewards just for Gu Nanxi's head!

"They..." As soon as she opened her mouth, Gu Nanxi dragged her to turn around and walk towards the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Ji Xinyao looked slightly stiff, and staggered to keep up with him: "Mayor Gu...we..."

"What? I gave you a week to prepare, but now you're backing down?" He stopped and looked back at her.

"I didn't flinch." She paused, staring at the playfulness that flashed in his eyes: "I just want to know, what is your relationship with Ji's family?"

He chuckled, holding her hand with one hand, and put the other casually in his trouser pocket. He turned his eyes and glanced at the men and women coming and going in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau, as if he thought her question was ridiculous.

"Although this marriage is not based on feelings, it's just that each gets what he needs, but there are some things that I want to clarify." She looked up at his side face with a half-smile.

"My mother is Mrs. Ji's eldest sister, but my relationship with the Ji family is very ordinary and we rarely see each other. Mrs. Ji often takes Cheng Cheng to visit my mother." His handsome eyebrows raised slightly.

"Have you been to Ji's house?"

Gu Nanxi glanced at her suddenly, and finally turned around to face her, her thin lips moved slightly: "How do you know?"

Looking at the inquiry in his eyes, Ji Xinyao was speechless for a moment.

It turned out that she mistakenly regarded him as salvation back then, but she never existed in his memory.

"Seven years ago, I did go to Ji's house once after I came back from the United States, and that was the only time." He said indifferently, his eyes lingering on her calm face: "Why? What else do you want to ask?"

Her lips twitched, as if she wanted to say something, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, but her only hesitation was so difficult to say.

Seeing her hesitate to speak, Gu Nanxi's sharp and condensed eyes locked on the delicate and slender figure in front of her, and her gaze was always parallel to his shoulder.

"If you want to ask Wen Qing." He said suddenly.

Ji Shenyao raised her eyes suddenly, and his thin lips curled into a cold shallow arc: "You don't need to worry that you will repeat the path your mother walked. We are getting married, not having an affair."

What he said was right, but she was instantly displeased, embarrassed at being easily poked at the center of the matter, and even more angry at his rudeness in his words.

She straightened her expression immediately, and said with a nonchalant smile: "Mayor Gu is so secretive when he taunts people, but it's a pity that I have developed a thick skin and invulnerability over the years! I just don't want to destroy other people's feelings! Because I Know how it feels to be hurt and betrayed!"

The sun scattered like broken gold, and his eyes condensed into thousands of shining colors, which seemed cold, warm, secluded, illusory, or like a long-lasting deep pool that was intriguing. With complex eyes that no one can understand, but with an unpredictable smile on his lips, he bowed his head and whispered in her ear: "Ji Xinyao, you really look like a hedgehog."