Chapter 57

At the moment, the huge living room was silent.

Ye Yufan keenly felt that the man around him became colder and more indifferent. He glanced coldly at the end of the red carpet. His father, Ji Baiwen, moved his thin lips slightly after a long time. "Dad, you should be happy. If tonight is not your 60th birthday, I won't step into this house."

His words, like a deep-water bomb thrown into a deep pool, immediately caused a sensation among many guests.

Very consciously, no one came around to greet.

In Tongcheng, Ji Jingan is famous for his ruthlessness. If he accidentally provokes him, the people or enterprises he targets will lose their skin if they don't die.

But this man also speaks the rules. If people don't offend him, he doesn't offend.

In a trance, ye Yufan found that everyone was polite and cautious to him. Occasionally, a few scared eyes floated, fleeting.

This... Is probably what he really looks like on weekdays.

In contrast, Ji Jing'an's performance in front of her has converged a lot.

This man, I'm afraid, is more terrible than she imagined.

It seems to feel the sight of Ye Yufan. Jijing'an looks down at her. Her cold eyes are full of cold and indifference. Then she hugs her thin waist and walks along the red carpet.

Yeyufan knows that he is telling her that her part of the play is about to begin.

The other hand hanging from her side clenched into a fist. She bit her lower lip, straightened her back and followed his steps, with a standard polite smile on her beautiful face.

The guests around him stood one meter away from jijing'an and exchanged greetings. Someone with sharp eyes recognized that the woman holding his arm was ye Yufan, the most notorious woman in Tongcheng, but still smiled warmly. No one dared to say an ugly gossip.

In front of Ji Jing'an's towering wealth and power, even if she is notorious, these distinguished guests with status and status on weekdays even have to smile and warmly greet her.

What a ridiculous reality!

Look at those people's uncomfortable appearance. Yeyufan's heart rises inexplicably with a sense of superiority. As soon as he is happy, the smile on his face is sincere.

Ji Jing'an sweeps her bright little face, suppresses the dark mood and alleviates some.

Fortunately, he took her with him. Facing this luxurious hell cage, he could spend more time.

"Oh, thank God, you'll torture me less."

Compared with Ji Jingan's indifference and calmness, Ji Baiwen was half dead. He stood in place and waited for more than half an hour before he came. He wanted to shoot the little beast.

If he knew that he would be so cruel and cruel and harm his favorite children one by one, he should have killed him and his short-lived mother as early as he was born.

Like his rebellious dead ghost mother, he was cruel and inhuman.

Ji Jingan's expression was indifferent, his sharp and dangerous color hid at the bottom of his eyes and coldly opened his thin lips, "I'm so old and angry? Why, the two women around you didn't serve you well?"

The two hot girls entangled in Ji Baiwen immediately turned pale with fear and stammered, "big, big childe, we are doing our best to serve the master..."

His aura is too strong. Whether he is open or silent, he is haunted with a numbing and endless sense of oppression.

As if a typhoon was passing through, Yufan was so cold that his hair stood upright at night. He couldn't help sticking it to his arm tightly and seamlessly.

She seldom approached on her own initiative. Jijing'an was stunned, lowered her head, and her nose was full of her faint faint faint fragrance. Her clear vision looked along her slightly open collar, wrapped in a black lace bra, vaguely attractive spring

Half of her side was soft and tightly adhered to his right arm. It was soft and soft, and the hot blood all over him was hot and hot.

It was a wonderful and wise decision to bring her here tonight.

All the guests who come tonight know that the father son relationship of the Jijia family is not harmonious. Seeing the situation of two people in a tense situation, they not only didn't surround to watch, but they were far away from each other for fear of being affected by the anger of jijing'an.

In Tongcheng, he provokes heaven, earth, ghosts and gods. He must not provoke jijing'an. He has thousands of ways to make life worse than death.

After fighting with this son for so many years, Ji Bowen naturally knows what to say to poke Ji Jingan's heart. His muddy old eyes turn up and his face is extremely ugly. "Except for your dead short-lived mother, any woman serves her better than her."

Ji Jing'an didn't seem to hear it. He put the smoke between his fingers on his thin lips and slowly took a sip. He spit out a beautiful smoke ring in the direction of Ji Baiwen. Then he said coldly, "I'm relieved! Today is your birthday, I wish you a long life! Live as long as possible and watch me kill the children born to you and the women outside one by one."

"You inhuman little beast, I must kill you tonight!" Ji Bowen was so angry that he raised his arm high and threw it fiercely to Ji Jingan's face

The next second, Ji Jing'an took ye Yufan and gently rotated for a circle. His other hand accurately grabbed Ji Baiwen's wrist and said expressionless, "don't you want Ji Jing Jun's life?"

There was a sharp stabbing pain in his wrist, and Ji Bowen was still struggling. After hearing the speech, he stopped moving. His old face was even older in an instant, roaring with grief and anger, "Jun'er, what have you done to my jun'er? Why are you still unwilling and unwilling to stop after so many people have died? What evil did I do to give birth to you? Ji Jingan, you are not human, you are a vicious devil. I really hate it. Why didn't you fall to death when you were born? As long as you die My children, one by one, will live well and live well. "

The canthus of Ji Bai Wen's eyes were completely cracked, and the green tendons burst on his wrinkled forehead, which was as terrible as a fierce ghost.

Ye Yufan was so frightened by his explicit hatred that she couldn't help shaking her legs. She was sure that if Ji Baiwen had a gun in his hand, she would shoot Ji Jingan without hesitation.

We need more deep-rooted hatred to turn father and son into enemies?

Feeling her slightly trembling body, Ji Jing'an tightened her slender palm to show comfort. Immediately, he stared at Ji Baiwen coldly and clenched his lips with mockery. "You're not a thing yourself. What else can you produce? From the day you threw me to my uncle and the day you didn't bear the responsibility of your father, you can only stay in the name of your father forever."

Always fixed in the father and son, but without a trace of affection.

"What did Bai Zheng do to you? He has been poisoned by you. What do you want? Do you have to bury you and your dead mother with the whole family?" Ji Bowen gasped heavily in his thick airway.