How can the president be fierce

Chapter 3156 Sweet marriage 1718 I actually don't like you that much.

Well, it's not his fault for saying that, she really has no friends these years.

Ji Zhizhi shrugged: "I've grown up and matured, so it's normal to want to make friends?"

I grew up, matured, and wanted to make friends.

With a calm sentence, she quietly announced to him that from now on, he would no longer be the only man in her world.

The man's pupils shrank sharply, and in the night, his cold and indifferent face was covered with layers of frost.

It was as if an invisible big hand easily pierced through the chest and pulled out the beating heart inside.

Blood dripping.

The pain was so severe that I couldn't even utter a word.

Ji Zhizhi lay on the steering wheel, blinking his black and white eyes, and after a while, he calmly said: "Do you know that the probability of a person marrying his first love is less than [-]%?"

That is to say, among a hundred couples, at most only one is each other's first love.

She has never believed in things like luck. She doesn't buy lottery tickets, doesn't play stocks, and she almost doesn't do things that rely on luck.

It's not that I don't want to do it, it's just that I never thought I would have such good luck.

He never dared to hope for luck even in trivial matters, so how dare he gamble on marriage.

"You don't have to feel embarrassed..."

She raised her hand and patted his arm lightly, and murmured: "I actually don't like you that much, really, it's just... a vague feeling, and I'll forget it in a few months. "

I actually don't like you that much.

Ji Zichuan was shocked, and suddenly lowered his eyes to look over.

Even in the darkness, one could still see the indelible shock and sadness in his pupils.

Ji Zhizhi closed his eyes, patted his arm again, sighed softly, and started the car.

That was the longest half hour she had ever experienced. She was in a trance, and the road in front of her was clearly clear, but it seemed blurry. She had to stop the car, turned her head and smiled at him: "Ah, I suddenly I remembered that I drank some wine, why don't you come and drive."

Compared with her speed of 30 kilometers per hour, the man's speed of nearly 90 kilometers per hour was so fast that he almost flew up, passing other vehicles again and again, and even ran through three red lights.

Ji Zhizhi's stomach turned upside down, he put on his seat belt with shaking hands, and glanced at him: "Mr. Ji, be careful, it's okay for us to die, don't hurt innocent people, hey!"

Ji Zichuan acted as if he didn't hear her words at all, and he just drove the car like an airplane.

She simply returned to Ji's residence without any risk.

Ji Zhizhi vomited immediately after getting out of the car, holding the car door with one hand, and glared at him: "You are murdering! Wait for me later... I'll be more comfortable... I'll settle the score with you!"

The indifferent man got out of the car and went straight back to Bei's house without even looking at her.

Ji Zhizhi vomited again for a while, glanced at his coldly leaving figure, and sighed again after a while.

Hey, she seems to be sighing a lot recently.

You're almost turning yourself into an old woman, don't you...

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For two weeks in a row, when I met her head-on, the men passed by as if they hadn't seen her at all.

Ji Zhizhi grinds the coffee beans slowly, thinking that this man is getting less and less cute.

There was a light knock on the kitchen door, she looked up, and saw Ji Shengbai standing there, still wearing a suit meticulously, he seemed to have just returned.

(End of this chapter)