How can the president be fierce

Chapter 3113 Sweet Marriage 1675 Where do you like Ji Zichuan?

Ji Zhizhi was startled, and stood up abruptly. His tone was raised several decibels under the shock and anger: "Nan Moshang!!! Do you want to try to see where my bottom line is?!"

"Ah~~~, it seems that I really guessed it. Are you... secretly in love with someone? Does your brother Zichuan know?"

"..."

Ji Zhizhi raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows.

Just invite him to the grove and kill him.

……

It was the peak meal time, and in the supposedly overcrowded French restaurant, there was only one man sitting by the window.

Wearing a casual round neck black thin sweater and navy blue trousers, the side face is sharp and angular, so perfect that it is impeccable. Although he is only 19 years old, he gives people a deep sense of danger in the city.

Ji Zhizhi has been fighting against him for so many years that he insisted on being proficient in all the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting that he forced himself to be lazy and didn't like to study. Thinking about it this way, he can be regarded as an admirable opponent.

Walking over, he casually opened the seat opposite him and sat down, only to find that his gaze had been focused on a certain place downstairs.

Looking along, I realized that it was a young couple who were arguing fiercely.

She despised: "I didn't expect you to be such a gossip as a man. You like to watch other people quarrel?"

"Let's make a bet. Guess whether the man hits the woman first, or the woman hits the man first?"

Nan Moshang withdrew his gaze and looked at her with a half-smile: "If you guess right, I'll return the wallet to you. If you guess wrong...you can eat, drink and have fun with me until 9 o'clock in the evening, how about it?"

She looked at him and sneered: "I don't guess, you're not going to return the wallet to me?"

Nan Moshang didn't speak, just shook his head and chuckled.

Ji Zhizhi took a sip of water, rested his chin and looked at it for a few seconds, analyzed the viciousness of the men and women's expressions, emotional intensity and body movements, and said decisively: "Women hit men first."

Nan Moshang gave her a playful look: "I guess, none of them will beat the other, and then they will just go their separate ways."

Pretend to be smart!

This is obviously about to fight, okay? !

Ji Zhizhi looked at him contemptuously, drinking water one after another, waiting for the final result.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, they didn't see anyone making a move. The two of them were obviously tired from the quarrel. The woman shook her head and left angrily. The man stood still for two seconds, then turned around and left angrily.

Woe to her! !
Ji Zhizhi raised his head and met the smiling eyes of the man opposite him: "What are you looking at? Have you ever seen someone who lost a bet?"

Nan Moshang crossed his hands and dragged his chin, looking at her solemnly: "I was suddenly curious, what do you like about Ji Zichuan? As far as I know, he seems to be just an orphan brought home by your father from the organization, right?"

"It's just a photo. I still put my dad's a few days ago. I like to put photos of my family in my wallet in turn. Can you control it?"

A little wild cat with sharp teeth and claws!
And I still only like stubborn little wild cats!
Nan Moshang let out a 'huh', thoughtfully: "Since you are so aboveboard, you won't mind if I pass on the photo of Ji Zichuan in your wallet to Ji Zichuan, will you?"

Ji Zhizhi stared at him expressionlessly, and after a while, he suddenly smiled: "Nan Moshang, don't you really like me?"

Nan Moshang also smiled: "Well, to be precise, I like...on you."

(End of this chapter)