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Although the news was quickly dismissed, everyone still knew about it. Ji Ruxue stayed at home and did not go out, nor did she go online to watch people scolding her.

The company was doing everything in an orderly manner. The contract with Ji Mufeng was carried out smoothly, and with the 10 million, the company could barely hold on.

Ji Mufeng got off the plane, wanting to see the little girl that he missed day and night. Not only did he win the contract, he also got the mining book signed by the government.

Seeing Feng Qingyun blocking the door, Ji Mufeng frowned and wanted to go around her. Feng Qingyun walked up and grabbed Ji Mufeng's hand, and said, "Mufeng, are you sure you want to get rid of me like this? There are media reporters everywhere, do you want tomorrow's headlines to show that the CEO of the Ji family and his wife are on bad terms?"

Although Ji Mufeng felt disdain towards these news reports and believed that they wouldn't dare to randomly report it, he was afraid that the little girl would think of Feng Qingyun and start a conflict with him when she saw these reports, so he got in the car.

Feng Qingyun also thought about this and became even more angry. As she sat in the car, she casually said, "Miss Ji seems to have met with some trouble recently."

Ji Mufeng frowned and asked, "What did you do to her?" Feng Qingyun handed him a tablet that was filled with media reports. Although the news was taken down, she still kept it.

The more Ji Mufeng looked at it, the darker his expression became. He told the driver to stop halfway and chase Feng Qingyun out, then directly instructed the driver to return to Ji Ruxue's side.

Feng Qingyun was pushed back by Ji Mufeng's assistant, but she was not angry. She smiled and said, "I want to see how strong your relationship is."

The people around saw this beautiful woman in the street smiling, but walked around her, thinking she was crazy.

When Ji Mufeng returned home, he saw Ji Ruxue sitting on a recliner with her legs crossed and was reading a book. Ji Mufeng walked over and gave Ji Ruxue a kiss before he put his chin on her head and asked, "What kind of book are you reading?"

Ji Ru Xue turned over another page. "Pick any random book from your bookshelf." She then looked at the man who had parted ways with her for a month before turning her head to ask, "Have you seen the news?"

Ji Mufeng smiled as he kissed her, "I saw it. I know about that Zheng Xin. Don't worry."

Ji Ru Xue looked as though she had taken off her strong outer armor as she leaned on Ji Mufeng's shoulder. "It's too tiring. They've all lied to me. You're the only one by my side now."

Ji Mufeng affectionately kissed her cheek and said a rare sentence, "From the moment I carried you out, you were already mine." He hugged her as he read the book on the deck chair.

The Ji clan gradually returned to normal, but Ji Ru Xue received an anonymous phone call that day. "Ru Xue, can you come to the factory here?"

"Don't call me anymore." Number Seven coughed, "Ru Xue, I know you hate me. I'm being chased by people from all sides now, and I've only given them half of the initial smoke map and the other half. Come here and take it, I don't want to see Ji Mufeng again."

When Ji Ruxue saw the photo sent by Number Seven, what he said was indeed true. She also sent a picture of the project map. She thought to end it, took out the pocket-sized pistol Ji Mufeng had put in the drawer, and went towards the factory.

Although Number Seven's body was covered in dried blood, it still gave off an imposing aura. Ji Ru Xue didn't want to say anything to him. She extended her hand toward Number Seven. "Give me the blueprint."

Number Seven looked at that tender white hand and knew that he would never have him again. Without saying a word, he gave the blueprint to her.

When Ji Ru Xue turned around, she felt someone pouncing towards her. "Didn't I teach you this before? Never give your back to anyone? "

Number Seven suppressed Ji Ruxue and stuck close to her back. He breathed heavily on the back of Ji Ruxue's neck and said, "Exactly what's wrong with me? I comforted you and taught you, but you ended up following someone else!"

Ji Ruxue struggled with all her might, but Number Seven could only watch as she ripped off Number Seven's clothes, revealing her snow-white body. Ji Ruxue kicked her leg, took out the pocket-sized pistol in her boot, and shot Number Seven twice in both knees before leaving with the blueprint.

When he returned home, he discovered that the lights were not on. Ji Mufeng was sitting on the sofa, engulfed in darkness.

Ji Ru Xue turned on the light and was about to speak when Ji Mu Feng asked, "Where did you go?"

"It's Number Seven. He gave me the other half of the blueprint," Ji Ruxue saw that Ji Mufeng's expression was bad and wanted to explain, "I just..."

"Enough!" Ji Mufeng stood up and shouted loudly, "What did you and him do?"

Ji Ru Xue didn't want to make Ji Mu Feng worry, but Ji Mu Feng thought differently, "You previously said that you were innocent, so I believe you. I also trust you when you enter and exit Zheng Yi's hotel, but today, you keep challenging my bottom line again and again!"

Ji Ru Xue had never been yelled at like this before, so she couldn't help but tear up. "I just want to help you. I just want everyone to know that I can stand by your side!"

Ji Mufeng had been working continuously like a machine for two months, and he was really tired. At this moment, his rationality had been completely flooded by anger, and he shouted loudly, "Can't you just be a little more calm! I don't want others to think that I, Ji Mufeng, am green! At least Feng Qingyun knows to only circle around me! You really disappoint me! "

When Ji Ruxue heard this, she held back her tears and looked at him in disbelief. She didn't expect him to say such words. Ji Mufeng immediately regretted it, but he just stared at her angrily due to his pride.

Ji Ru Xue didn't say anything further. "Alright!" Since you think Feng Qingyun is good, then stay with her! She's your legitimate wife, isn't she? " Thus, he threw down the half piece of the blueprint and left without looking back.

Ji Mufeng used his fist to smash the wall, but he did not give chase.

Ji Ruxue was walking on the streets late at night in a daze. Her fight with Number Seven had already used up all of her energy, so after thinking it over, she could only turn to Gu Wanyang for help. Just as she dialed the number, the back of her head was struck and fell to the ground.

A few men dressed in black carried Ji Ruxue into the van and drove her away.

"Hello? Hello? Like snow? "What's wrong?" All that was left was a cell phone shimmering in the dark. "Wrong number in the middle of the night, sure enough," it said, and then it hung up, and the last of the light was gone.