Chapter 365 But I Dare Not Tell Her

Qiao Ran's blood boiled in an instant, and anger rose in his eyes. "Oh, good, then I'll see when he's hiding! Mr. Kwok, just send me the divorce agreement. I want to see what he wants from me."

"Yes, Mrs. Ji, I'll have someone deliver it to you later... I just want to say that I believe Mr. Ji must have some difficulties."

"The hard way? As his closest friend, can't I tell him whatever the problem is?" Qiao Ran sneered. "I want to see how he will explain when he comes back."

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone in silence.

The sky was gray, just like her gray mood, and there was no light in it.

...

"Young master, do you... Still need to contact the vice president of Ji family?" The assistant on one side asked with trepidation. Yan Zecheng sat on the side with a sinister face and looked very upset.

Yan Zecheng glanced at him. "Why aren't you in touch? That Mr. Miao seems to be Ji Hanxiao's uncle."

"But... Ji family is really not worth a stake. Now... It's in a bad market." The assistant frowned and said worriedly.

Yan Zecheng chuckled, his eyes indifferent. "It doesn't matter. I'm out of the yan family now anyway. How do I invest, and I need your advice?"

"Yes, yes, yes... Then I will contact Mr. Miao immediately." The assistant said and left the office.

The current vice president of Ji family is Miao Wei, and when he returned, Ji Hanxiao made room for him as vice president.

The assistant had just left when Yan Zecheng picked up his phone and swiped open the address book.

He silently looked at the number on it, not knowing how long he had been in a daze, and gently pointed his finger at a number.

But his fingers slipped and he actually clicked on a good number below.

Yan Zecheng sighed. Forget it. This is it.

The other side picked up the phone quickly. Xiong Qian's voice was a little impatient.

"What's the matter?"

Yan Zecheng raised the corners of his lips. "Can you drink?"

Xiong Qian sneered over there. "What does it matter to you if you can drink?"

"There are many kinds of wine in my wine cabinet. Would you like to try it?"

Xiong Qian's heart skipped a beat. She wanted to say no, but the words that came out of her mouth annoyed her. "Okay, tonight. I don't have time now."

Yan Zecheng breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, someone was willing to drink with him?

"I'll send the address to your phone later."

"Okay." After Xiong Qian finished speaking, he hung up the phone in a hurry.

Her heart almost jumped out and her face was burning.

"What a loser!" Xiong Qian sighed. She did not understand that she clearly did not like little fresh meat. Yan Zecheng yu yan was really a little fresh meat.

His peach blossom eyes, however, were so deadly that she couldn't help but want to get closer.

"For the last time, we can't get so close to him!" Xiong Qian secretly decided to take a deep breath and leave the balcony.

Qiao Ran was using physics to cool the children down. Yanzhe and Siyan's little faces were still red, and they hadn't changed at all.

"Hasn't your fever gone down yet?" Xiong Qian walked over and asked worriedly.

Qiao Ran's eyes were tired. "It's a little lower than before. It should come down after this drip."

Xiong Qian reached out and pulled the quilt for yan zhe. "I might have something to do tonight..."

Qiao Ran looked up and smiled helplessly, "It's all right. You go do your work. There are three bodyguards outside anyway."

Ouyang Ye had been arrested and there was no one against her, so she didn't have to worry.

Xiong Qian nodded and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Qiao Ran didn't like Yan Zecheng, and now that the children were sick, she couldn't go with her.

In the afternoon, someone sent a document to Qiao Ran.

The document was in a large envelope. Qiao Ran's hand trembled slightly. She finally opened the envelope quietly and took out the agreement inside.

The words "Divorce agreement" deeply hurt her eyes.

Qiao Ran was so upset and angry that she didn't want to watch it, but she couldn't help but go down again.

This is really a divorce agreement.

The agreement was very clear. Ji Hanxiao left the house clean and everything was left to Qiao Ran. He would not fight for custody of the children.

Qiao Ran quietly put the agreement back in the envelope, silently holding it, looking at the two children who had fallen asleep.

After all these years of marriage, she thought that no matter what happened to him, he would share it with her, or at least let her know why.

But he didn't. He still didn't do it.

She thought that after all the misfortunes and accidents, Ji Hanxiao would no longer hide anything from her, but he did not disappoint her.

What's the situation with him now? If it wasn't very dangerous, how could he ask for a divorce?

Qiao Ran was tired from all the worry and boredom. She called Huo Mingting, but there was still no response from ji Han Xiao.

What's the end of a day like this?

...

At night, Xiong Qian went to Yan Zecheng's villa.

She was still dressed as usual, without makeup. After ringing the doorbell, Yan Zecheng opened the door himself.

"Where's your servant?" Xiong Qian asked as he walked in.

"Servant? I'm going back." Yan Zecheng said softly, "What do you want to eat, woman?"

"I've had dinner. Don't you only have wine for me?" Xiong Qian raised his eyebrows. "I usually like to drink the most, but I can't be so presumptuous after I become a bodyguard."

"Don't worry, my house is full of beds. You can stay at my house if you're drunk." Yan Zecheng said indifferently.

Xiong Qian's face burned slightly. Fortunately, it was late at night and the other party couldn't see it.

Yan Zecheng's wine cabinet was very big, and it was in the basement.

There were all kinds of red wine, white wine, and chinese wine. Some of them were still from 1982. Xiong Qian was a drunkard when he was not at work. Now, when he saw this, he was so excited that his words were incomplete.

"My god... It's true... There are so many good wines... Some of them are still not available!" Xiong Qian reached out and took down a bottle of old red wine.

"It's okay to drink here. I'll turn on the fan." Yan Zecheng walked to one side of the wall and turned on the fan. The damp smell in the room immediately faded.

He sat on the bar and looked at Xiong Qian. "Recently... How's Qiao Ran?"

"Okay? She's not good, her husband is not coming back, and the two children are sick. I think the most pitiful person is her!" Xiong Qian said, glancing at him. "Is this how unreliable your men are?"

"No, I'm reliable. As long as I marry the woman I love, I won't let her down."

"Oh, a man's mouth cannot be trusted!" Xiong Qian disdained it. So what if she liked Yan Zecheng, but she couldn't stop her prejudice against men. "Actually..." Yan Zecheng hesitated. "I didn't know where ji hanxiao was until this afternoon, but I didn't dare tell her."