Chapter 2014

"Who is it?"

Perceiving that the strength of his waist was slowly disappearing, Peige sat up, opened his eyes, looked at Ji Ziming and continued to ask, "I only know that she has returned to the United States, but I don't know how she is doing in the United States now."

"Mr. Li, the biggest business king in the Chinese street."

"Mr. Li?"

Peige's eyes become bigger. She just knows that Tang Xiaoyu has returned abroad, but she doesn't know at all that the person Tang Xiaoyu flatters is Mr. Li, the mysterious commercial figure who is said to have seen him rarely. It seems that Peige can see Tang Xiaoyu's future clearly.

"Yes, that's Mr. Li. Hasn't she mentioned it to you at all?"

Ji Ziming's eyes were gentle, and there were no lies in Peige's eyes.

"No, I haven't heard her tell me at all. Instead, I thought she had gone abroad and was still tangled with Gu Zhengrong, but now it seems that I think too much. She didn't go to Gu Zhengrong. Gu Zhengrong should have come to her."

Peige suddenly realized that Tang Xiaoyu didn't want to return home. It was clear that someone was willing to help her abroad. In that case, her concern seemed to become less important.

"Greg, I think I'll find this Mr. Li when I'm free."

Ji Ziming stood up, went to the sofa, poured two cups of tea, turned around, handed Peige a cup of tea and continued, "this Mr. Li, in the legend, he is a very mysterious person. I haven't even seen him several times, but Tang Xiaoyu can stay with him. I'm curious about Tang Xiaoyu's magic or charm. He can take the old man under his command."

"Maybe it's not the charm of Xiaoyu, but the fit of his heart. Isn't Mr. Li alone? But you seem to forget that Xiaoyu has a daughter. If calculated according to the world, Mr. Li probably knew Xiaoyu at that time when Xiaoyu returned to the United States. Otherwise, when Xiaoyu was alone in the United States, how could he not be contacted by a voice."

Peige thought it over carefully and calculated it carefully. As expected, this is the reason.

"It makes sense. Otherwise, I really can't think of any reason to associate in the eyes between Mr. Li and Tang Xiaoyu."

Ji Ziming took a sip of tea and continued, "Ge Ge, why don't we go to the United States to relax when mom and the count's wedding is over?"

"OK, I agree. I haven't seen Xiaoyu for a long time. I don't know how she is living in the United States now. I'm still curious about whether she is still so happy with Mr. Li."

Peige has a faint light in her eyes. As long as it is about Tang Xiaoyu, she always hopes that this woman can do her best and reach a height unmatched by anyone.

"You can rest assured that she will stay with Mr. Li. Naturally, there will be no shortage of contacts and resources. On the contrary, do you feel surprised that you haven't been to the United States for so long? The industries you left in the United States have always been taken care of by someone, and your people have always been there. Will you feel surprised if you suddenly return to the company one day?"

Ji Ziming has a smile on his lips and the temperature around him is slowly rising. Peige, who has returned from the United States for so many years, seems to be his greater honor to stay with him now.

"If there is any accident, I just think if I really go back, maybe they still miss me."

Peige's smile deepened when she thought that she really wanted to return to her company in the United States. She didn't care about the eyes of outsiders, nor did she care whether she stayed with Ji Ziming for the money in the eyes of those women. What she cared about was her heart, only the people she loved.

"OK, I'll go back with you then."

Ji Ziming put down his tea cup, pulled his tie, twisted the button of his shirt, exposed a smooth chest and stood in front of Peige. At this moment, he was not the president of Ji's company or Ji Ziming, who was afraid of high cold in the eyes of outsiders, but the husband of Peige alone.

"Greg, come here."

Ji Ziming stood by the bed, his index finger slightly bent, looking at Pei Ge, infinite charm, and his lips continued, "Ge Ge, come here."

Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming with vigilant eyes, looked at the enjoyment like appearance on his face, and shook his head. "If I were to pass, I would be a fool. I don't want to pass, and you don't ask me to pass."

"Really not going to come?"

Ji Ziming's voice was more enchanting and looked at her eyes more and more gentle.

"I can't go there. I can't even kill it."

Peige shrank to the head of the bed, only a big bed away from Ji Ziming.

"If I can't say it, I won't go. If you call me over again, I'll drive you out of my room. You..."

Without waiting for Pei Ge to finish, Ji Ziming pulled up the quilt, and Pei Ge came face to face with Ji Ziming, but Ji Ziming just held her hand and smiled like success, "I said, you'll come, so you'd better not resist. It's useless to resist. It's better to listen to me well, isn't it?"

"Well..."

Pei Ge couldn't say a word any more. Ji Ziming's lips had blocked the lip cavity she wanted to make a sound.

When the quilt was covered, the two people were covered in the quilt and in the darkness. Peige, who was afraid of the darkness, was now full of joy and spent the night with a trace of surprise.

Tang Xiaoyu here has been almost sleepless all night watching the planning case on the computer, but she still can't find any clue. Just when she is in a mess, the SMS prompt sound on her mobile phone is up, which is a headline about the wrong music circle news.

Tang Xiaoyu just looked down and wanted to do his own thing, but he didn't want to. He was attracted by this headline: Mr. Li, the boss of Chinese street, kept his mistress. Tang Xiaoyu trembled with anger as he watched.

Although I have been prepared not to be recognized by the outside world, at first glance, I still remember and don't know what to do.

"Miss, sir, please go to the study."

When Tang Xiaoyu finished reading all the headlines, the domestic servant knocked on the door and whispered outside the door.

Tang Xiaoyu calmed down and replied calmly, "OK, I know. I'll be there in a minute."

"OK."

After receiving Tang Xiaoyu's answer, the servant turned and stepped back.