——Not young.
-Write a will.
Seven words, deafening.
This was the first time in Zhou Ji's life that someone said these two sentences to him.
Jiang Yue frowned. There should be no problem with her explanation. Why didn't Zhou Ji understand it?
The little girl said straightforwardly: "It's time for you to make a will."
Zhou Ji put down the pen in his hand, raised his eyes to look at her, and asked, "Do you need to see my physical examination report last month?"
Jiang Yue said nothing.
Zhou Ji then said: "Everything is normal. He should not die in the next few years."
The little girl sighed meaningfully, and Zhou Ji actually heard regret in her sigh.
Yes, it is a pity.
It was as if she wished he would die quickly.
Zhou Ji stood up, walked to her, grabbed her hand, and couldn't help but squeeze it twice: "Why do you suddenly ask me to write a will?"
Her fingers were soft.
It looks slender, has a small and light frame, and the flesh is soft to the touch.
Jiang Yue said seriously: "I just watched a TV series. The protagonist died suddenly and unexpectedly, and his wife didn't get anything."
She opened her moist black eyes and looked at him without blinking: "I'm afraid that you will die suddenly and I won't have any money."
Emotions are still thinking about his assets.
He doesn't hide anything, he doesn't even bother to tell nice lies.
The man was skeptical. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Really?"
Jiang Yue looked particularly sincere and said softly, "It's true."
Lie to him.
is fake.
I wish he would die the day after he wrote his will and left the money to her.
Zhou Ji agreed and squeezed her hand tightly, as if she was addicted.
Jiang Yue was not here to communicate with him. She didn't like being in such close contact with him. She tried to pull her hand away but failed. She endured her bad temper and asked: "Then can you call your lawyer over now and set up a legal agreement?" Will, if you die, give me all your money."
Zhou Ji pretended to think for a while, then met her dark eyes, her voice was gentle and her tone was serious, "Then will I die tomorrow?"
"..."
Jiang Yue was really speechless.
This person is really annoying.
What do you want to do by being so smart when you shouldn't be smart? !
Jiang Yue shook off his hand as if she had changed her face: "Forget it if you don't write. I should have known that you men all love money, but you are reluctant to spend money on your wives."
Her little mouth said all this and it wasn't enough, so she accused him heavily: "Stingy guy."
At the end, he added the vicious curse he had learned: "Drink cold water."
Zhou Ji couldn't help laughing, and the corners of her lips could not help but rise. In the past, she loved his money, and she would go around corners to get some benefits from him.
I didn't think she was so pleasing to the eye at that time.
It seemed that every word that came out of her mouth today made him feel joy from the bottom of his heart.
This plan doesn't work.
Jiang Yue was too lazy to think of new ideas in a short period of time. She turned around and left, but the person behind her held her wrist, "It's noon, let's go downstairs to have lunch."
Jiang Yuepi said with a smile: "I'm not in the mood, I can't eat."
She shook him off again, took her small bag, and left his office expressionlessly.
*
For several days.
Jiang Yue didn't even give Zhou Ji a good look. She had clearly written the words "I hate you" on her face, for fear that Zhou Ji wouldn't be able to see it.
Every time she saw the prenuptial agreement signed by Zhou Ji when the original owner got married, her mood would be extremely different. How could someone be so submissive in front of her husband?
Even such an insulting agreement can be signed.
Property is clearly divided before and after marriage, and no advantage can be taken.
While Jiang Yue was sulking, the plot was moving forward as usual.
That night, Zhou Ji, who had just finished taking a shower, casually mentioned it to her: "Tomorrow there will be a ribbon-cutting ceremony for the Physics Laboratory Building of Beijing University. Come with me."
Jiang Yue realized that this was the plot the system was talking about.
The scene where she pushed the heroine down the stairs.
But in the original work, he probably didn't take her with him.
So good, why do you want to be with her?
Jiang Yue thought for a while, but didn't agree immediately. He just did whatever he wanted and ignored the plot: "Let's talk about it tomorrow when we wake up."
She is someone who wants to sleep in.
Zhou Ji has become accustomed to her coquettish schedule. When she is not working, she always sleeps until noon every day before slowly getting up from the bed.
I don’t like staying up late at night.
Go to bed on time at eleven o'clock.
It’s just that I like to surf the Internet before going to bed. I changed my hobby of quarreling with netizens and started placing crazy orders on shopping platforms.
Zhou Ji's mobile phone receives dozens of payment messages every day.
Among the dozens of things he buys every day, none of them are bought for him.
"The tailoring ceremony is at three o'clock in the afternoon. You can sleep until whatever time you want tomorrow morning."
The man spoke calmly, blocking her words.
Jiang Yue pretended to be deaf and mute and automatically blocked his words.
Whenever a plot point is reached, Jiang Yue always has strange dreams at night.
It seems true and false, like the moon in the mirror.
As if she had returned to the Jiang Kingdom, she was sitting on a horse, the wind blowing in her face raising her long black hair. The girl raised her chin slightly and looked into the distance.
In the distance is a vast hunting ground.
The attendant came to report: "Princess, your horse accidentally injured Mr. Zhou in Dali Temple. Your Majesty invites you to go..."
The girl interrupted the attendant: "Just take him to see the imperial doctor."
She tightened the reins, raised her whip, and the horse flew away like a gust of wind. She herself did not notice that the horse's hooves were raised high and passed by the young master.
Not even noticing the man's dark gaze.
Under the scorching sun and the fierce wind, the girl ran toward the sun freely and as she pleased.
The girl is like a bright sun, unattainable.
At that time, he was just a new scholar, an insignificant official in Dali Temple.
Jiang Yue was stared at by those faint eyes in her dream, as if she was the prey being targeted in the hunting ground.
She woke up slowly and opened her eyes. It was already bright.
The hands on the clock stayed in the middle.
It's already twelve o'clock noon.
Jiang Yue felt that she was very tired from her sleep and her back was sore. She got up, washed and changed her clothes before going downstairs.
Unprecedented.
Her vicious husband was actually at home at this time, sitting happily on the sofa at this moment. He saw her coming downstairs and glanced at the time: "I woke up a little earlier than I thought."
Jiang Yueyi said arrogantly: "I'm hungry."
Zhou Ji stood up: "Lunch is ready."
In the dozens of minutes after Jiang Yue woke up, he didn't like to talk. He had a dull face and dull eyes. He didn't want to think about anything or deal with anything.
After she finished her lunch, she nestled on the sofa.
The messages on my phone kept bouncing.
The "Hello, My Roommate" program team has set up a work group, and the program team's guests have been officially announced.
Jiang Yue turned out to be the most famous among them.
No one had any hope for this show. They just came to hang out and make some money to spend. They didn't expect high ratings, nor did they think about how many people would watch it during the live broadcast.
Jiang Yue glanced at the group messages and turned off her phone.
On the TV, a news channel happened to be playing, and the host's voice was clear and sweet: "We all know that the legendary powerful minister Zhou Fuwei in history, the love of his life was Princess Mingyi, but there are still different opinions about the cause of Princess Mingyi's death."
"There are very few historical data on this princess. Based on the information we know now, what is the most likely cause of Princess Mingyi's death?"
"Some people speculate that it was Zhou Fuwei who drank poison and committed suicide in front of Princess Mingyi's tombstone three years later."
"There is also speculation that His Highness the Crown Prince did it."
"It is even said that he is the son of a Marquis who loves but cannot bear grudges. What do you think?"
The historian expert was talking to the camera and calmly answered the host's question: "Based on historical facts, we believe that Princess Mingyi did die from poison. As for who was poisoned, I am afraid only the people at the time know."
Jiang Yue was fascinated. What did she know? She knows nothing!
If she knew it, she would never let him go even if she were a ghost.
