9 billion flash marriage: luxury president busy every night

But as for what Ji Ling said, he didn't believe it. He also knew that the oral lessons were useless to her, so he went straight to the actual lessons and said, "give me your car keys and bank card. Starting from tomorrow, if you find one truancy and deduct one month's living expenses, you can drop out of school more than three times. In addition, if you feel that this family can no longer accommodate you, you can choose a good day by yourself, and we will send you to get married at any time. "

"Brother, are you driving me out?" Ji Ling is in a hurry. He is also his own sister for 20 years. He is not as good as an outsider as song Qingcheng.

Brother, what's wrong with this?

Ji Zhengting stood up from the sofa and did not intend to pay attention to her questions. Instead, he said, "if you want to stay in this family, you'd better get along with song Qingcheng. Remember, she is your sister-in-law and the future hostess of this family."

This sentence came out of his mouth, which seemed very solemn and serious.

When Ji Ling heard that "hostess" in his mouth seemed to be stimulated, she raised her voice and yelled, "brother, you and her are obviously fake marriage. Why do you want to help her to bully your sister with an outsider?"

Ji Zhengting was a bit gloomy again. It's not surprising why Ji Ling knows that he and song Qingcheng are falsely married.

He and Ji Ling are brothers and sisters. Ji Ling and song Qingcheng are classmates. From the time they never met each other to their sudden marriage, normal people can think that their marriage is abnormal.

When Ji Ling saw that he didn't speak, she obviously acquiesced. She continued: "don't think I don't know anything. The reason why you and song Qingcheng got married is that your grandfather misunderstood your relationship and announced it in public. In order not to affect the reputation of the Ji family, you had to do it. As for song Qingcheng, she can sell her marriage for a little profit. Do you think a woman like her can be reliable? "

Obviously, Ji Ling didn't know song Qingcheng had to marry him.

Ji Zhengting walks to her with a heavy look. She feels chilly at her back.

Just listen to him again, "put away your self righteous thoughts. I repeat that song Qingcheng is my woman, my wife in name. This is a fact that will never change again. If something like today happens again, Ji Ling, don't blame me for not reminding you. "

This is definitely the last warning!

He understands Ji Ling's temperament. If he doesn't give her a severe lesson and warning, he will only connive at her more and more in the future.

Ji Zhengting dropped the warning and turned to go upstairs. Ji Ling's whole body was shaking. The more she thought about it, the more unwilling she was. In a fit of anger, she yelled at him, "today's thing is mom's idea. If you have the ability, you can go to mom to settle it!"

Ji Zhengting's steps pause slightly.

He knew for a long time that his mother must have something to do with it. The reason why he came to warn Ji Ling was that he wanted to tell his mother by Ji Ling.

After all, he is his own elder. He can't teach his sister the same lesson.

……

Ji Zhengting back to the room, song Qingcheng is still sleeping very deep. He took a thermometer to measure her. Her temperature was still 38.5 degrees. Although it didn't rise, she still had a fever.

He took an ice bag and put it on her forehead to cool down. Because he drank some wine and smoked cigarettes in the evening, his taste was not very good. He took time to take a shower.

When he came out, the ice bag on Song Qingcheng's head was still there, proving that she hadn't moved, which made him worry again.

After drying his hair, he lay down beside song Qingcheng and opened the quilt. The temperature under the quilt was very high, but her hands and feet were cold.

Ji Zhengting can't help giving her cold compress, alcohol and water. This is to help her cool down in the early morning.

It was two o'clock in the morning when the housekeeper delivered the porridge.

"Put down the porridge and you can get off work." Ji Zhengting knows that the housekeeper is also exhausted this day.

The housekeeper nodded, but suddenly thought of another thing, "Sir, you have found out what you asked to check. On the first night of your business trip, Miss Song did come back five minutes late. After the door was locked, Miss Song stayed outside the door all night. "

"Can't the door be reopened if it's locked? Who gave them the courage to shut their master out? "

"It's all my mistakes. I happened to have something at home that day. I asked for leave at night, otherwise it would not have happened."

"Go to all the servants that night

"Yes." The housekeeper nodded. He had never seen his husband get so angry. He must have really angered him this time. But, if necessary, he had to say it.

"There is one thing I have to say, sir."

"He said

"The reason why no one opened the door for Miss song that night was actually what Miss Song meant. Moreover, the first lady has turned on the light in your bedroom, creating the illusion that you are at home, and saying that you mean not to open the door. "Ji Zhengting's face was gloomy, and he spoke coldly, "I know. Let's go down."

The housekeeper nodded. Seeing that his husband didn't want to change his intention of expelling the servants, he had the bottom in his heart.

Ji Zhengting was stunned for a moment and looked at the woman on the bed thoughtfully. No wonder she hesitated yesterday when she asked why she called him so late that night.

He should have realized that she didn't tell the truth, but he ignored it. He was also at fault.

Song Qingcheng didn't sleep very soundly. He couldn't find a comfortable posture after tossing and turning. It must be very uncomfortable.

"Qing Cheng What's going on He called her twice.

Song Qingcheng frowned, raised his eyelids, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Do you feel better?" Ji Zhengting asked her softly.

Song Qingcheng nodded, "I want to drink water."

"Good." Ji Zhengting brought the water cup at the head of the bed and gave her two drinks.

Song Qingcheng drank water and felt much better.

Ji Zhengting put her down, leaned on the head of the bed and brought the porridge from the table. "The housekeeper made porridge and drank a little."

Song Qingcheng frowned and shook his head slightly. He had no appetite.

"Eat a little, or you will not be able to bear it." He filled a spoonful in the mouth blowing, sent in her mouth, did not give her any room to refuse.

His tone is not overbearing, but his action is tough.

Song Qingcheng knew that she could not refuse, so she had to open her mouth and take a few bites. But in the middle of the meal, she felt uncomfortable.

"I really can't eat any more." Song Qingcheng shook his head gently.