Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

Jolin put away all her tenderness and looked at the door indifferently.

"Is Mr. Ji still up so late?"

Ji Yunchen walked up to her with a smile, clasped her slender waist with his big hand and pulled out a smile of evil charm.

"Haven't you finished what you just did? You can't stop because Yan Huan interrupted?"

A blush appeared on Jolin's white face.

"Haven't you done it once?"

"I haven't enjoyed myself yet."

Jolin pursed her lips and turned away from seeing her.

Ji Yunchen lifted her chin and pulled her face.

"Why? As soon as Yan Huan left, he didn't want to play?"

Jolin simply closed her eyes and ignored his words.

Ji Yunchen withdrew his hand and opened his mouth.

"In order to make Yan Huan feel at ease and stop saving you, you don't hesitate to lie and admit that you like me; in order to raise children for her, you even promised to be my bed slave. Tut Tut, I didn't know. I thought you liked Yan Huan."

"I said, Yan Huan is my life."

"Oh? What about me?"

Ji Yunchen leaned over and leaned close to her face. "What am I? Huh?"

Jolin looked away unnaturally. "You are my master."

"I'm not satisfied with this title."

Ji Yunchen lowered his head and bit her earlobe, and the blood immediately flowed out.

Jolin bit her lip and stopped screaming.

For fear of waking up Muzi Joe.

The man deliberately made trouble for her, zipped her skirt, touched her back with his big hand, and her thick palm made her unable to resist.

She glanced at Muzi Joe on the bed and said in a trembling voice, "Mr. Ji, please don't do those things in front of the child."

"Why don't I?"

Jolin was cruel. "As long as you don't do it in front of son Joe, you can do anything you want me to do tonight."

The man stopped the action on his hand, looked up at her and said with a smile: "do you think you are qualified to talk to me about conditions?"

"You!"

With a "hiss", the long skirt fell to the ground.

Jolin tensed for a moment.

When the man looked at her, the smile in his eyes became stronger and his actions became more and more excessive.

"Well..."

Muzi Joe's murmur came from the bed.

Two people on the balcony froze at the same time.

Mu ziqiao turned over and suddenly sat up and looked at the balcony, but there was no one.

"Well... Is it a nightmare?"

He muttered, fell down and slept again.

At this time, the outside of the balcony.

Jolin shook her body and hugged the man. I don't know whether it's because of the wind or because of the man's actions

……

The next morning.

The first thing Yan Huan did when she got up, she went to Mu ziqiao's room.

Looking at the empty room, she felt suffocated.

But there was no way. What happened at the funeral made her more convinced that she was not safe around her.

For her son's safety, she can only send him away.

After finishing her mood, she went back to the house, changed her clothes and drove to the studio.

Today is the day she made an appointment with Qin Fengjiao to shoot a winter promotional film.

As soon as she entered the studio, Qin Fengjiao pulled her into the dressing room.

"Sister, I have something important to tell you!"

Yan Huan looked at Qin Fengjiao with a mysterious face and said with a smile, "sister, what's the matter?"

"Do you know who Li mingjue is?"

Yan Huan nodded, "I know, businessman."

Or the richest group.

"More than that! He is not only a businessman, but also a soldier!"

"I know. He used to be my bodyguard. When my father introduced him, he said that he retired from the army."

"Wait a minute, sister. Did you say that Li mingjue was your bodyguard?"

Yan Huan had to explain their grievances with Qin Fengjiao.

Qin Fengjiao was shocked, "the relationship between you two is really..."

"I know, it's complicated."

"Not only the relationship is complex, but also people are more complex."

Qin Fengjiao frowned. "A few days ago, my brother asked me to check the identity of Li mingjue in the army. Guess what?"

"Sister, don't sell off."

"I asked all the way from the lieutenant to find out. No one knew his name. But I asked someone to inquire about a senior colonel. As soon as the other party heard his name, he told me not to worry about what I shouldn't do."

Yan Huan frowned, "what does this mean?"

"Silly sister, this shows that Li mingjue is at least a general or above. His background is not just a businessman."

"He is only 30 years old. How can he have such a high position?"

"I don't know. I asked Fengming, but he wouldn't say it. I don't dare to check it any more. In short, don't underestimate Li mingjue."

"I see, sister."

When shooting, Yan Huan has been thinking about Qin Fengjiao's words.

She always knew that Li mingjue was not ordinary, including Lenglie's identity.

But she never thought he would have anything to do with the army.

How much did he hide from himself?

After the shooting, she didn't want to have dinner with Qin Fengjiao. She changed her clothes and went out of the studio, but she saw Lenglie waiting at the door.

"Why are you here?"

Lenglie said expressionless, "President Li is poisoned."

"Poisoning?"

Yan Huan's pupils suddenly tightened. "He's not in the company meeting. How can he be poisoned?"

"You'll know when you go back with me."

Yan Huan frowned at Lenglie and got on the car.

No matter how she asked along the way, Lenglie refused to say a word.

Until Yan Huan returned to the villa and saw Wen Yi sitting at home, he knew that things were not so simple.

She looked at Wen Yi calmly, "where's the Li Ming formula?"

Wen Yi snorted coldly, "how dare you mention the formula? He is still in a coma."

Yan Huan pursed her lips and looked sideways at Lenglie, "where is he? The hospital?"

Cold silence, the answer is self-evident.

Yan Huan narrowed his eyes and said, "he's in the hospital. Why did you take me back to the villa?"

"It's good that he didn't take you to the police station."

Yan Huan frowned and looked back at Wen Yi. "What Yin move do you think of?"

"Hum, don't plant me. Look what this is."

Wenyi puts things on the table. Yan Huan looks over and her pupils shrink suddenly.

That's the chronic poison my mother gave her. How could it be in her hand?

"Are you speechless?"

Wen Yi sniffed, "this thing was found in your room. Coincidentally, the poison in mingjue is it."

Yan Huan soon calmed down.

It's her. Yes, but she's never poisoned it.

She said faintly, "last time you used this move to make Li mingjue misunderstand me stealing the necklace. Now you want to do it again?"

"This is different from last time."

Wenyi looked at Lenglie, "ice lumps. Tell her what's going on."

Lenglie stepped forward and said coldly, "I found the bottle under your pillow, and there are only your fingerprints on it. In addition, Li was poisoned because he ate the cookies you made in the morning."

Yan Huan's face was stiff. "I made the biscuits right, but I didn't poison them."

"We have found your fingerprint on the biscuit."

Yan Huan sneered, "so? Have you found all the evidence? Come and convict me?"

Lenglie was silent again.

Yan Huan's face was a little cold.

"Since you have determined that I poisoned you, why don't you send me directly to the police station?"

"This is what President Li means. He wants to examine you personally."

Trial?

Yan Huan raised her lips and smiled coldly.

It seems that it was not Wen Yi who convicted her, but him.