An Ran was scared. An Zhiyi had never cared much about the family's business, so she had always been the most important person to train in the family. But now, An Zhiyi started to take the initiative to ask for store space, even behind her back!
A dark light flashed in Zhou Ji's eyes, and he followed An Ran's words and asked, "Which piece of land are you interested in?"
An Zhiyi turned Ruby and laughed softly: "I visited a few bars a few days ago, but it was not interesting. I want to open one myself."
The store she wanted was in the city center, and every inch of land was expensive, but if she opened a bar, she wouldn't lose money at most.
After hearing An Zhiyi's plan, An Ran breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, and even her tone was sincere: "Sister, if you need anything, you can ask me for help!"
"Just for fun." An Zhiyi stood up and straightened the hem of her skirt: "Mom, I'm going to find someone to decorate it now."
The An family has a big business, so they won't care about An Zhiyi's level of prodigality. As long as An Zhiyi is happy, she can do whatever she wants.
"How are you leaving like this? I'll see you off." Zhou Ji grabbed An Zhiyi's hand and took it into his arms. He said hello to An's mother, bent down slightly, and left with An Zhiyi in his arms.
An Zhiyi shyly shrank into Zhou Ji's arms and scolded: "There are so many people!"
Zhou Ji chuckled a few times, and the vibration in his chest made An Zhiyi feel a little depressed.
She was rarely shy in front of Zhou Ji. After all, they were childhood sweethearts and knew each other too well. Now that I'm acting, I'm starting to act shy.
Zhou Ji carried her out of the inpatient building, but had no intention of leaving the hospital. Instead, he changed his pace, hugged her and sat directly on the bench outside the hospital.
No one was outside at night. An Zhiyi was wearing very thin clothes and was a little cold.
"Who gave me the necklace?" Zhou Ji hugged her and sat on the bench. He reached into his pocket and took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. His eyes squinted slightly: "When did it start?"
Zhou Ji has been in love for so many years, and he can tell the origin of the necklace at a glance.
An Zhiyi took away his cigarette, broke it, and sneered: "So I understand, which of your lovers asked you for it?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't say it." Zhou Ji's hand fell on her injured ankle, and his palm shrank: "Is this just pretending?"
He actually suspected that the injury on An Zhiyi's foot was fake.
An Zhiyi has never suffered anything since she was a child, and she is extremely squeamish. Zhou Ji pinched her like this because he was sure that she was faking it. An Zhiyi raised her hand and slapped her: "Keep your eyes open and see clearly!"
Zhou Ji's face was distorted by the slap. He moved his palms away and saw her red and swollen ankles. He licked the corners of her lips that were injured accidentally: "You want to make me care about you in this way? The level is still not enough, Zhizhi." .”
He smiled and raised his hand to pinch An Zhiyi's cheek. The delicate touch made his hand tighten a little harder: "Don't you know Cheng Yi now? Learn from her."
"Do you think one slap is not enough?"
An Zhiyi's voice was as cold as a layer of ice, but upon listening carefully, it sounded like she was crying.
Cold white light poured from the top of Zhou Ji's head, his face was hidden in a large area of darkness, and An Zhiyi could only see the slightly raised corners of his lips.
"Zhizhi, shouldn't you please me now?" Zhou Ji said with a smile, "Otherwise, I'll leave you here..."
"Zhou Ji." An Zhiyi interrupted him with a cold expression: "You think you are too important."
Zhou Ji's gloomy expression was almost visible to the naked eye.
He clenched his hand tightly, his finger bones crackling, and dragged An Zhiyi's waist with his other hand to stand up.
An Zhiyi's whole body was tense, and her arms subconsciously climbed up Shang Ji's neck like vines. Her face turned a little pale, and she bit her lip and cursed him: "Sick!"
Zhou Ji didn't have a good temper, but he rarely got angry in front of An Zhiyi. Even when he tried to trip up An Zhiyi, he always smiled.
His current appearance is indeed a bit strange.
But An Zhiyi was not afraid.
"I should say this." Zhou Ji pulled An Zhiyi off her body, held her wrist, his eyes fell on her collarbone, and said coldly: "When playing with other men, Don’t get any diseases.”
