Chapter 12

Since Ji Ge woke up, he hasn't seen anyone else, but his handbag is on the coffee table, and he opened it to see that his phone and card are inside. The hotel looked quite luxurious, but he couldn't stay for long, so Ji Ge opened the door and left in a hurry after packing up.

"Hello, ma'am, may I help you?" Ji Ge met a pretty waiter as soon as he opened the door, looking at her with a smile.

Maybe it was because of a guilty conscience, Ji Ge waved his hands unnaturally, and walked quickly towards the elevator. Although she was in pain, she didn't dare to slow down, she always felt in a trance.

When she got out of the hotel, she turned around. The Royal Hotel, this is the most luxurious hotel in city B. What's wrong with Song Haoming? He didn't stay at home, and even brought himself here. Nowadays, men are more and more interested in sex. People do not understand.

I took a taxi back to Lanxinyuan, opened the door, the inside was in a mess, we can see how fiercely I struggled last night, but I still lost, Ji Ge sighed and tidied up the house.

Song Haoming is now being stimulated, it's best to hide, Ji Ge doesn't want to stay in Lanxinyuan any longer, remembering that Song Haoming will do such things to himself every day, goose bumps all over his body.

Back in the bedroom, Ji Ge packed his few clothes. After three years of marriage, Song Haoming never gave Ji Ge a single piece of clothes, but luckily Ji Ge didn't mind. A marriage without love and only hatred is finally coming to an end, Ji Ge suddenly felt very relaxed.

Dragging the suitcase, Ji Ge looked around the house he had lived in for three years, this marriage cage, who would rush to this cage without hesitation in the future, but it had nothing to do with her.

"Ding dong ding dong." Ji Ge's cell phone rang.

"Ji Ge! Where did you die last night?" Duan Lian's piercing voice made Ji Ge take the phone more than ten centimeters away from his ear.

"That Duan Lian, calm down, I'll come to your place in a while and tell you slowly." Ji Ge said flatteringly, thinking of Duan Lian, Ji Ge felt a little palpitated, her octave-high voice was really deafening.

"Where are you now? Don't move, I'll pick you up, your car broke down, and I'm on my way now." Duan Lian was always thoughtful of Ji Ge, just his violent temper.

"I'm in Lanxin Garden, so I'll wait for you at the door." Ji Ge was also thinking about it.

I was a little worried about the inconvenience of going out to make a call, but the phone call during this period came just in time.

"Are you in Lanxinyuan? Well, don't move, I'll be there soon." Duan Lian hung up the phone, Ji Ge dragged his suitcase and looked back at Lanxinyuan again. This is a high-end villa area with a beautiful environment. There are small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, and each house has a large space. After living here for three years, Ji Ge doesn't even know a single neighbor.

The indifference between people is the most prominent in wealthy families. In this circle, if there is no requirement of interest, no conflict of interest, there is no need for acquaintance at all.

"Didi, Didi, Didi." Ji Ge was thinking, when he heard the sound of a siren.

Turning around, I saw Duan Lian driving a sporty sports car, wearing a pair of blue sunglasses, and looking like a dick.

"Hush, shush, beauty, do you want a ride?" Duan Lian whistled.

"Okay, okay, handsome guy, thank you." Ji Ge happily accompanied her in acting.

After getting into the car, Ji Ge took the sunglasses that Duan Lian handed over, and the two happily drove towards Duan Lian's house.

Just after Ji Ge and Duan Lian passed by, Song Haoming's Bentley also arrived at Lanxinyuan, but Song Haoming's arm was wrapped in gauze when he opened the car door and got out of the car.

"Come on, Duan Lian, wipe the table, and we can eat right away." Ji Ge finished frying the last dish in the kitchen, and while taking off his apron, he called out to Duan Lian, who was playing games.

"Okay, Mama Ji!" Duan Lian would call Ji Ge Mama Ji when there was no one else. Miss, the master who never touches the spring water with his ten fingers.

A stir-fried potato shreds, a braised crucian carp, cola chicken wings, and crispy broth, the aroma can be smelled from a distance.

"Ji Mama, why are you so good at craftsmanship? Whoever marries you will be blessed. I'm talking about the next one." Duan Lian originally wanted to flatter Ji Mama, but when he thought of Song Haoming, that scum, he quickly changed his mind. mouthed.

"Eating can't stop your mouth." Ji Ge stuffed a piece of chicken wing into Duan Lian's mouth.

"Tell you, I'm going to live with you for a while, waiting for the divorce. I can't let my grandpa and mother know, or they should be anxious again." Thinking of his elderly grandpa and sick mother, Ji the heart of the song

It's not good.

"You can live here as you like, as long as you don't dislike it, I'm happy to have someone tidy up the house for me, or that room, which is always reserved for you. I didn't let her live when my mother came." Duan Lian's mouth The food is full, Ji Ge's dishes are delicious, even the simple fried shredded potatoes are more fragrant than others.

"By the way, you haven't explained yet, where did you go last night?" Duan Lian asked vaguely.

"At home, why do you ask like that?" Ji Ge pretended not to understand.

"Tch, your scumbag almost exploded my phone, saying that you disappeared, and I called you, but I couldn't get through." Duan Lian wiped the oil from his mouth. Staring at Ji Ge intently, as long as Duan Lian wants to know something seriously, he will stare at him without blinking.

"Duan Lian, Song Haoming called you? He doesn't know where I am? Isn't this too strange? Duan Lian, it's like this..." Ji Ge told Duan Lian what happened last night in detail over again.

"What? You were broken? Don't know who it is?" Duan Lian's high-pitched voice made Ji Ge cover his ears.

"Ji Ge, how stupid are you? You don't even know who it is? But anyone is better than Song scumbag, and he even gave you medicine. He's really not human. When I see him, I have to slap him, but it's not Song Haoming. , Who is that? Could it be that Song Haoming gave you to others to enjoy, pretending not to know?" Duan Lian's eyes rolled around, but he couldn't think of an answer.

"God, it can't be an old and bald fat man, right? Song Haoming, he's really not human!" Ji Ge and Duan Lian didn't guess the plot of yesterday's story after guessing for a long time, but neither of the two silly women thought of it. Should have taken an afterthought pill.

"Mr. Mu, Ms. Ji has left, we have been following her, and now she is at her good friend's house." When Mu Sixiu answered the phone, he heard someone reporting.

"Well, protect her, Ling Feng, let people pay attention to Song Haoming's movements, and don't let him have the opportunity to harass Miss Ji." Mu Sixiu hung up the phone with his slender fingers and stroked the picture on the screen of the phone. The girl in the pink dress, with loose black hair and a white straw hat, smiled sweetly, and Mu Sixiu was fascinated by the two deep dimples on her face.

"Anla, no matter where the world is, I will bring you back." Mu Sixiu stroked the girl's face, as if touching her milk-like smooth skin.