The comments from the people around her were like background noise, and Ji Wuyin didn't take it seriously until Xia Zeyou, who came back after answering a phone call, said in her ear: "The land at Zhounan Academy was given to the Fang family by the Song family."
Zhounan Academy is located in the Third Ring Road, adjacent to several famous schools in Beijing. It is a potential stock with promising development.
The Song family released this land a month ago. At that time, Song Zhiyu had not yet returned to China, but he had already participated in every meeting related to it.
Ji Wuyin didn't care much about this land. The Ji family had many such lands within the third ring road.
But Xia Zeyou was interested, so she didn't mind helping. Unexpectedly, she met Song Zhiyu as soon as she got started.
Everyone in Xicheng didn't know that the Ji family and the Xia family had a good relationship. The Xia family's contract was blocked by the Song family just yesterday, and the result was announced today.
Still in front of Ji Wuyin, it was clear that he was going to do it to her.
Ji Wuyin glanced at Song Zhiyu, who was listening to Fang Siying, turned the jade bracelet on his wrist, stood up and left the hall.
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"Song Er, you are really good at this." Ji Wuyin leaned against the wall and looked at Song Zhiyu who came out of the elevator.
She felt uncomfortable, and naturally she didn't give Song Zhiyu a good look.
Song Zhiyu looked at her.
Ji Wuyin wore a tube top green fishtail skirt tonight. The criss-crossing straps on her porcelain white skin stretched back from the collarbone and tied tightly, like a piece of fine jade.
It's just a pity that he has a sharp mouth.
A smile overflowed from Song Zhiyu's lips, "I did what I promised you last night." He slowly walked up to Ji Wuyin, picked up a piece of hair hanging by her ear, and asked, knowingly, "Why does Yinyin seem to still be there?" Are you blaming me?"
He imitated the tone of Xia Zeyou's tone when he called her in the hall just now. The deliberate intimacy and tenderness made Ji Wuyin's face completely cold.
She tilted her head and her hair fell from his hand, "Don't use these flirting techniques you learned abroad on me."
Song Zhiyu: "Are you excited?"
The light from the wall lamp was not as bright as that in the hall. The two stood in the backlight, and the flash of strangeness on Ji Wuyin's face was well covered up.
"I'm afraid you'll be tempted." She stretched out her jade finger and poked his chest, "After all, you've been crazy about me a lot of times before."
The jade bracelet on her wrist is crystal clear, like an exhibit that has been carefully cared for in a showcase.
But when it was hung on her slender wrist and swayed, it made people feel a desire for destruction for no reason.
Song Zhiyu's eyes darkened, he grabbed her wrist and pressed it against the wall behind her. The bracelet made a crisp knocking sound when it hit the wall.
Like the frequency of heartbeat.
Ji Wuyin didn't expect him to make this sudden move. After being panicked for a second, he quickly calmed down.
She turned her left hand that was being pinned down but did not break away.
So she raised her right hand and pulled Song Zhiyu's tie, exhaling like a blue breath: "Look, now I can't control myself anymore? Your fiancee-to-be is still downstairs."
Song Zhiyu's face was hidden in the dark light. Ji Wuyin couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but could hear his words clearly.
"Does Miss Ji know that if you are bitten by a snake once, you will be afraid of the well rope for ten years?" Song Zhiyu said, "I am not that mean. I will bite the same person twice."
Like a boomerang, the entire confrontation seemed to turn into a sword, heading straight for her chest.
Ji Wuyin took a breath, and Song Zhiyu let go of her.
He straightened his clothes and said, "I'm going down first. Miss Ji can help herself."
The elevator door opened and Song Zhiyu walked in. When it was about to close, he blocked it with his hand.
Ji Wuyin turned around when he heard the voice.
This time there was bright light in the elevator car, and I could see his handsome face clearly.
"By the way, as a reward for being happy last night, I kindly remind you to be careful about the people around you."
When he said this, his face was calm, as if he really regarded everything last night as a transaction.
Not to be outdone, Ji Wuyin replied: "Thank you, but I don't need an outsider to tell people around me."
Song Zhiyu said no more. After the elevator door closed, a vague sigh fell.
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Ji Wuyin leaned his back against the wall, the heat on his wrist slowly receding.
The phone rang and she saw the message Xia Zeyou sent her.
[Song Zhiyu cut off the shares in Wanwu of those companies that did not come. 】
[The expressions of several of the side branches present were extremely ugly. 】
[Luo Lixuan kept pulling me to talk, while Song Zhiyu led Fang Siying away. 】
After three sentences, Ji Wuyin felt the excitement in the hall.
She pressed her temples, got up and went downstairs.
As soon as she got out of the elevator, she received a call.
