Ji Yunchen reacted instinctively and kicked the man in the stomach.

Follow a pregnant woman trot over to help the man up, and don't forget to shout at him, "how can you kick my husband!"

Ji Yunchen glanced coolly at the two people. He had no impression where he had seen them.

As soon as Jolin put away her luggage and went downstairs, she ran into the scene of chicken flying and dog jumping. She came over with her forehead and helped Liao Kai up. "Xiao Kai, are you okay?"

Liao Kai looked at her with a bleary face, "sister-in-law, boss, this is..."

"My brain is broken."

Ji Yunchen frowned and swept away with a cold eye, which was directly ignored by Qiao Lin.

She looked at the newlyweds. "Didn't you two spend your honeymoon abroad? Why did you come back?"

Zhan Ning pouted and patted Liao Kai on the back. "Isn't it all because of him? He had to come back to see his boss. He was kicked as soon as he met? I don't know what he was excited about?"

"Come on, Xiao Ning, don't say a few words. The boss didn't mean it." Liao Kai held his wife's hand and looked at the man. Tears welled up in his eyes again.

"Well, Xiao Kai, take Zhan Ning upstairs to have a rest. We'll have dinner later."

"OK, thank you, sister-in-law."

As soon as the couple left, Jolin looked everywhere for a man.

As soon as I went out, I found him standing by the flower bed, and his tall and straight back seemed lonely against the sun.

She went to his side, "the man just now is Liao Kai. He is your most trusted subordinate and partner. The woman around him is his wife, and he knew us very well before."

Ji Yunchen listened indifferently, with no resonance in his heart.

He doesn't even know his wife who has worked together for ten years, let alone others.

Jolin looked at his warm and loose side face and knew that he didn't care at all. She whispered, "you can have dinner with them later."

"And you?"

"There is a must attend cocktail party in the evening."

Ji Yunchen glanced at her, "go yourself?"

"Otherwise?"

"Without a male companion?"

I wanted to set up a set of little white face she raised outside. Unexpectedly, the woman said lightly: "I've been used to participating in these activities alone these years, so you don't have to worry."

Ji Yunchen remained silent.

Jolin always gave him the impression of maturity, coolness and composure. She is a typical independent woman in the new era.

Such a woman is obviously not his type.

He couldn't help but say, "have I loved you?"

Jolin didn't expect a man to ask.

She held her arm and opened her lip. "It's probably love."

"Probably?"

"Well, we've been married three times since we met. During this period, you broke your bones for me twice. I lost a child and broke two fingers for you. But after so much experience, you rarely tell me the three words I love you. To be exact, only once."

That was when she was poisoned and was about to die.

The man behaved more calmly than her, "it sounds like you are very important to me."

Jolin smiled, "well, at least it's very important for Ji Yunchen."

The man didn't deny it.

"Then I'll go upstairs first."

Ji Yunchen looked at the back of the woman leaving, and the bottom of his eyes showed a light color.

……

Jolin went back to the room, changed into a formal dress, turned out five centimeter high heels, put on a light make-up, and matched with a simple gem earrings, but with a low-key charm.

When she was almost dressed up, she drove to the main venue of the party tonight.

In the past two years, after she became more exposed in front of the media, she rarely came to such a reception for fear of being recognized as the president and designer, which would bring trouble to herself.

But the reason why I have to attend today's reception is entirely because

"Sister Qiao!" The sexy female voice came across the noisy crowd.

Jolin looked up and saw Qin Fengjiao running towards her in a red evening dress.

The young talent behind her carrying her skirt is Lu Zongming.

The youngest chief lawyer in the legal profession.

Both of them are Yan Huan's good friends. In those years, they were also a pair of immortal resentment partners. They went around for seven or eight years and finally formed positive results.

However, they kept a low profile and did not hold a wedding. After receiving the certificate, they held a reception for three days. It was a small-scale announcement.

"Jiao Jiao, slow down and be careful of wrestling." The gentle spoiled male voice and Qin Fengjiao's laughter floated into Jolin's ears.

She smiled and reached out to catch Qin Fengjiao. "Sister Fengjiao, be careful of your stomach."

Qin Fengjiao tore open her red lips. "What are you afraid of? It's only been a month, nothing!"

Lu Zongming nagged like an old father, "it's dangerous to get pregnant at your age. Can't you pay more attention? The child is young without him. What if you fall anyway?"

Qin Fengjiao puffed up her cheeks and said, "what do you mean by this? Do you dislike my mother for being old?"

Lu Zongming looked innocent, "how can I..."

"You just don't think I'm old! What else is a child without a child? You curse me!"

"I......" the man stopped. "OK, I'm wrong. It's all my fault. If you want to fight or scold, it's up to you. Don't be angry, darling."

Jolin looked at the happy enemies with envy in her eyes.

She hasn't been so busy for a long time.

I haven't experienced what it's like to be cared for and considerate by men.

"Are you Jolin designer?" The gentle male voice came slowly.

When Jolin looked back at the speech, she saw a handsome young man standing on her side with a wine glass. His smile was as gentle as spring breeze.

"Well... I am."

The man smiled genially and looked at Lu Zongming. "Ah Zong, you invited Jolin designer to your wedding. It's really yours."

Lu Zongming scratched his head. "She's my wife's friend. By the way, Jolin, this is Zhou Shen, my primary school classmate. Now she's a judge."

Jolin smiled politely, "Mr. Zhou is young and promising. He is a judge so young."

"I don't deserve it. You are really young and promising. You are the designer of the world's top fashion magazines at a young age. I am your fan."

Jolin looked at the limited design of men all over her, and knew that men were not lying.

"I wonder if it's such an honor to invite Miss Qiao to the first dance?"

"Hey?"

Qin Fengjiao pulled her aside. "Sister Qiao, I tell you, this week is a military and political family. My mother is still in business. She has self-restraint, knowledge and money. She is simply the best candidate for her husband."

"Sister Feng Jiao, I have..."

"Yes, but Ji Yunchen hasn't heard anything for so many years. It's time for you to develop the second spring! Listen to my sister, develop first and choose the best among the best!"

Jolin was speechless.

Zhou Shen looked over, "Miss Qiao?"

As soon as she was about to respond, Qin Fengjiao pushed her into the man's arms, "Xiao Zhou, my sister will be handed over to you! Come on! Take the initiative!"

Jolin's eyebrow bone jumped, "Mr. Zhou, I..."

Before the voice fell, the wrist was suddenly caught, and a force came from behind.

The next second, she fell into a warm embrace.

A low male voice came from the top of his head, "sorry, she's my girlfriend."

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