Chapter 20

In the dream, the pictures are intertwined, and in the end, they are put together into Ji zhanrui's appearance. His white teeth are straight nose, and his dark eyes can never be seen through. He laughs badly. His eyebrows are unconsciously picked up, full of ruffian flavor. But when his anger leaks out, his thin lips are full of evil and sycophantic air, which makes people shudder.

"Ah --" Fang Mengru woke up screaming from her dream, soaked with sweat. When she sat up, she couldn't stop shaking.

"Nightmare?" Wu Yicai is standing outside the door with a bowl of medicine. Hearing Fang Mengru's scream, she quickly opens the door and looks at Fang Mengru anxiously. She is frightened by her in the morning, for fear that Fang Mengru will wake up again with no anger in the morning.

"Wu Ma." Fang Mengru's eyes were a little dull, and she slowly opened her mouth after a long time of discrimination. The back of her neck was faintly painful, and she shook her head uncomfortably.

"What's the matter with you?" Putting down the medicine bowl, Wu Yicai grabs Fang Mengru's hand and carefully examines the back of Fang Mengru's neck. He doesn't find anything wrong.

"She's a gift from someone else."

……

"If you like her, I don't mind playing enough. Here you are."

Fang Mengru was just about to say something, but she thought of Ji zhanrui's voice. She was cold and heartless. Tears burst into her eyes, and the warm tears hurt her face.

"You haven't been right since you met in the living room in the morning. What happened?" Fang Mengru this cry, Wu Yicai panic hands and feet, quickly help her wipe tears, for fear of stimulating the wound.

From Wu Yicai's words, Fang Mengru once again affirmed that she had not dreamed before, let alone imagined it. Therefore, tears of sadness fell more and more severely.

"Don't cry, don't cry, is he bullying you, young master?" Fang Mengru, who is shaking her shoulders and crying, hugs her knees with her hands across the quilt. The bruise on her hands reminds Wu Yicai.

Fang Mengru shook her head, but her tears flowed down. Her little face, which was hard to dry, soon became moist again.

That day, Fang Mengru hid in the quilt and sobbed in a low voice. From the tears pouring out of the pillow, to the tears dry, there was only the voice whimpering.

When Ji zhanrui came back, he didn't pay too much attention to Fang Mengru. When he came back to the room, Wu Yicai stood downstairs shaking his head and sighing

"Ah Cai, how's Zhan Rui recently?" On the other end of the phone, Ji Ting's voice was as loud as a bell, revealing his inviolable dignity.

"He It's business as usual. " Wu Yicai has a bit of huff and puff. Since Wang Han appeared in the apartment, she had expected this day. But when it comes to this day, she can't help worrying.

"Is it?" Ji Ting's tone is not cold, a pair of sharp eyes, glanced at Wang Han in front of him, his face also with a flattering smile.

"Wang Han has been there twice recently. Is Zhan Rui ill?" Ji Ting then asked, Wu Yicai was surprised.

"This..." Wu Yicai knew that the lie could not go on, and her forehead was sweating. No matter what she was dealt with, she only hoped that Fang Mengru would not be involved. Thinking of this, she couldn't help looking up.

"Get back to me now." Ji Ting has no patience. After a roar, he slams the phone and stares at Wang Han who is giggling.

Fang Mengru's face injury has been much better, but she is in a low mood. She often pushes away after two bites. As soon as Ji zhanrui gets close, she hides in the quilt and sleeps. This kind of cat and mouse state makes Wu Yicai really uncomfortable.

Now Ji Ting says that Wu Yicai is sure to go back to the old house to get the punishment, so she calls an'er, gives a few simple orders, and hurried to the old house.

"Inform Ji zhanrui and Leng MOJIN and ask them to come back to me." On the sofa, Ji Ting, who is hale and hearty, stamped with a crutch. It's easy to see his anger in his expression.

Ji Ting, once a powerful man in the market, lost his son in his old age and brought up two children. Although Leng MOJIN is the grandson of his old friends, he treats them the same. He has been strict in education since they were young. As a result, the longer the two men grow, the more promising they are. They are fighting for a woman of unknown origin.

"Don't be angry, old man." Wang Han sees Ji Ting's face ruddy and wants to check for him, but he is scared by Ji Ting's eyes.

Ji zhanrui and Leng MOJIN are still in the conference room to discuss the bidding project in s city. After receiving the call from Ji's old house, Qi Feng looks at the closed door of the conference room and can't help worrying.

"Isn't the meeting over yet?" Because there is a dance party invited by a partner in the evening, Ke Hanqing has to make an appointment with Ji zhanrui. Unexpectedly, he stays in the conference room for four hours.

"Well, chairman Gangji sent someone to inform manager Ji and manager Leng to go back immediately, but..." Qi Feng blinked a pair of star eyes, staring at Ke Hanqing with the expression of the Savior. Usually this kind of thing can be settled as long as Ke Hanqing comes out.

"Don't look at me that way." Ke Hanqing felt a constant stream of energy pushing towards him, which made him cold.

It must be something wrong for master Ji to let them go back at this time. Is it Ke Hanqing quickly walks to one side, takes out the phone and calls Ji zhanrui's apartment."Is mother Wu here?" Ke Hanqing glanced at Qifeng not far behind him and took a few steps to the corner.

"Mother Wu has gone back to her old house." The voice of answering the phone is a little strange. Ke Hanqing can't tell who it is.

"Ah, Miss Fang, would you stop making trouble?"

"You all get out of my way. Why should I be locked up?"

"Miss Fang, if you leave, the young master and Wu Ma will blame us."

"I'm going out. Let me out!"

There was a lot of noise at the end of the phone, and ANN, who answered the phone, said: "sorry, if you don't mind, you can leave your contact information. I'll inform Wu Ma to contact you later."

Ke Hanqing is not a fool. Naturally, he hears Fang Mengru on the other end of the phone. No wonder Ji calls them home. It seems that Fang Mengru's story with Ji zhanrui has been revealed. As for who disclosed it, he also guesses.

"Manager Ke, young master Ke, please be merciful." Seeing that Ke Hanqing put down the phone, Qi Feng quickly twisted his body and came over. His voice was full of pity. He didn't dare to disobey chairman Ji, but he didn't dare to disobey president Ji.

"Bang -" the door of the conference room opened, and Ji zhanrui and Leng MOJIN came out one after another.

"President Ji, chairman Ji..." Qi Feng immediately rushes out like a rabbit from Ke Hanqing's side and excitedly conveys Ji Ting's order to Ji zhanrui.

"I know." Ji zhanrui interrupts him. Just now Ji Ting calls him and Leng MOJIN in person. Wu Yicai kneels on the ground over the video, which makes Ji zhanrui and Leng MOJIN alarm and pause the meeting.

"What? Lock her up Just then, Ji zhanrui's phone rings again. He answers it without even looking at it, but his face changes greatly after listening.

"What's the matter with Xiaoru?" Leng MOJIN realizes that the call is from Ji zhanrui's apartment. He immediately asks, but Ji zhanrui gives him a cold eye.

"You go to my place and look at Fang Mengru. Call me if you have something." Ji zhanrui went straight to Ke Hanqing and said in a low voice.

"I don't care. She's not me." Ke Hanqing jumps away and ignores Ji zhanrui.

"My grandfather already knows about Fang Mengru." Ji zhanrui looks at Ke Hanqing cunningly with a mysterious smile.

"And then?" Obviously, Ke Hanqing has not realized the existence of the crisis.

"Ji's old house is still mine. You can choose it yourself." The smile gradually enlarged. Ji zhanrui's deep black eyes made Ke Hanqing shiver.

"Give me the key." He fell. He fell from the day he met Ji zhanrui. Seeing the proud Ji zhanrui leave, Ke Hanqing once again affirmed this fact in his heart.

When Ke Hanqing arrived at Ji zhanrui's apartment, Fang Mengru was standing on the balcony on the second floor, holding the knotted sheets in her hand, and her pale face was full of firmness.

Sure enough, this woman can always make people shine, so that he can not find adjectives to describe her accurately.

"Hey, what are you doing standing there?" Ke Hanqing glanced at a group of servants not far away from Fang Mengru, leaned on the side of the car and asked aloud with interest.

"You, what are you doing here?" I don't know why. Every time I see Ke Hanqing, Fang Mengru stutters a little. Her intuition tells her that Ke Hanqing is more playful than Ji zhanrui.

"I asked you first." Ke Hanqing is not serious, but he stubbornly asks Fang Mengru to answer first.

"I'm going out. I don't want to stay here." Holding the sheets tightly in her arms, Fang Mengru trembles. The second floor says it's not high, but it's enough to make her afraid.

"If you can get down there, I'll let you go, OK?" Mingming is trembling and afraid, but she still wants to show off her strength. She is really like some awkward man. Ke Hanqing stirs up the corner of her mouth and becomes more and more playful.

"Good!" As if greatly inspired, Fang Mengru nodded heavily, pointed to Ke Hanqing downstairs, turned to a group of servants and said, "don't come here. He's talking."

A group of people looked at each other and wondered, what should we do?!

"Oh, don't stop her. I'll be responsible for the accident. I should help you!" Under Fang Mengru's sign, Ke Hanqing laughed and yelled.

"Kneel down!" In Ji's old house, Leng MOJIN and Ji zhanrui just walk into the hall. Ji Ting roars.