Mr Lu,You are my taste!

After a moment's silence, Ji Rufeng said: "things are not easy to handle. There may be someone outside these two days. Don't mind too much."

Looking at the bottle of ointment, Zhao Jian didn't care about it. Instead, she asked, "do you have anything else to tell me?"

Ji Rufeng thought that she didn't want to see herself, so she said: "you are too impulsive about today's things. In full view of the public, what can't be said well and you have to do it?"

She turned her head slowly and looked at him with cool eyes. She didn't know whether it was disappointment or anticipation.

Don't ask the reason, then voice blame and lesson.

"You think I did something wrong?"

Zhao Jian's eyebrows wrinkled, "do you still think you are right?"

The implication is wrong!

"I see."

Ji Rufeng was puzzled. He wanted to say something more about her, but he thought of Guo Qifeng's words and said, "I don't want to beat you today. I just want to stop you. There are so many people. It's not good for you to do something to her."

Zhao Jian didn't know what to say for other women's sake.

"It's not a pity that she died."

"You..."

"What else? Do you have nothing else to tell me? "

Ji Rufeng pressed the forehead of his sore hair. He didn't have a good rest for several days. Today, this kind of thing happened again, and he was about to collapse.

"What else?" He thought about it and didn't think he had anything to say.

No more?

Why don't you tell her about Jiang Xuerou's living in Liuzhen in Jiangnan?

Do you really want Jinwucangjiao?

There was a fire burning in her chest, engulfing her reason. Zhao Jian clenched her fists tightly, repressed her breath to the extreme, spitting out little by little, and finally said coldly, "who knows you?"

"Zhao Jian! What do you mean

"It's not interesting."

Zhao Jian got up and went inside.

How much she loved him, how depressed she was at this time. It was like a biscuit forced to compress under high pressure, which lost its original taste. It was dry and hard to chew. But she didn't want to leave him, so she had to chew and swallow it one by one.

Ji Rufeng frowned and watched as she went in, but Zhao Jian suddenly turned to look at him when she could walk to the door.

"Season is like the wind."

"Well?"

"Let's get the marriage certificate."

Ji Rufeng thinks that today's Zhao Jian is out of order. Her speech and behavior are not normal. When is this?

Countless people outside are clamoring to attack Zhao Jian. He can't get down when he runs around, but she wants to get a license?

"What do you think?"

"I want to marry you."

“……”

Ji Rufeng stares at her, how happy it is to get married, but her face is dead and silent, without any happiness and expectation.

He sighed, feeling a little sad, wondering whether she really wanted to get married, or was scared by online things and wanted him to be an umbrella.

"Don't worry. I'll deal with things on the Internet. You won't be in trouble."

Zhao Jian dropped her eyes, no longer spoke, and her heart was cold.

To refuse her is to be with Jiang Xuerou?

But if not, why did he let Jiang Xuerou live in their house?

Go to see her, hold her

At the thought of that possibility, Zhao Jian felt as if she had been poked a big hole in her heart and lost in the miserable rain. No one cared about her, but she was bitter.

She raised her hand, covered the doorknob, and slowly pushed open the inner door, but her feet were heavy.