Zhou Ji silently saved the photo, and then asked coldly: [Where did the photo come from? 】
Across the screen, Fu Qingnian could feel the coldness in Zhou Ji's words. He chuckled, but he didn't hesitate to tell him the truth: "My sister-in-law is a fan of your ex-wife." 】
Zhou Ji raised her eyebrows, showing little interest in Fu Qingnian's messy relationship. Even though he had known for a long time that he had coerced and lured his own sister-in-law, and when he got his wish, he forced the other party and his half-brother to get a divorce certificate. I have never asked a question, and I am too lazy to be curious.
After a long silence, Zhou Ji slowly said a few words: "Not my ex-wife." 】
A serious clarification.
It looks quite solemn.
Before Fu Qingnian said anything, Gu Chen came out and said, "Isn't that wrong?" 】
Zhou Ji's face didn't change: [I haven't received the divorce certificate yet. 】
After that, he clicked on the photo again and stared at it quietly for a while with lowered eyes. The familiar feeling from the dream swept over him again, and it looked no different.
Assistant Shen suddenly knocked on the door.
Zhou Ji put away the phone casually and said calmly: "Come in."
Assistant Shen held the documents and sent them to the office, "Sir, these are documents that need your review and signature."
Zhou Ji glanced at it and said, "Put it here."
The man stood up, picked up his suit jacket, and said in a calm tone, "There is nothing important today, so don't disturb me."
Assistant Shen said respectfully: "Okay, sir."
He knows how to wink and never asks too many questions that shouldn't be asked.
Zhou Ji asked the driver to drive the car to the TV station.
They didn't say hello in advance, so no one knew that this Zhou family member was coming again.
However, his Bentley still attracted some attention when he drove in. The top-end Bentley was expensive, and there was also a low-key car behind it.
Two plainclothes bodyguards came down.
Stay outside the door and always pay attention to the safety outside.
Jiang Yue was just rehearsing today, not a formal recording. She simply went through the content to be recorded before taking off her makeup and changing clothes to get off work.
After she changed back into her clothes, she saw the message Zhou Ji later sent her: [I need your help with something. I asked Assistant Shen to pick you up. 】
After a few minutes, another message came.
【I'll pick you up. 】
Jiang Yue's mind was filled with questions. She didn't explain anything clearly and just asked someone to pick her up? This is not democratic at all.
She didn't even agree.
Jiang Yue bit a lollipop and left her hand to send a message: [What do you want to say first? 】
She thought for a while and typed a lot more words: [I am not a good person who is willing to help others, and I am not always willing to help with everything. 】
There was no reply from Zhou Ji. When she heard the footsteps outside the corridor and looked up, the dressing room door was also pushed open from the outside.
The staff led the giant Buddha into the dressing room.
As soon as Zhou Ji entered, he saw her biting a lollipop. Her expression was a little dazed. She had already changed out of her dress, but she still had a beautiful bun on her head and a small, delicate face. She looked at him blankly.
Zhou Ji looked at her face and inevitably thought of the photo just now.
They are very beautiful, but the snow butterflies that seem to be able to fly away like a gust of wind cannot be caught or kept.
The moment Zhou Ji saw the photo, she looked into those eyes and seemed to be able to clearly feel that she would leave sooner or later.
She doesn't belong here.
That feeling is so heart-burning that it hurts.
Jiang Yue also raised his face and looked at him quietly. His eyes were still as clear as before, without a trace of dust and impurities, as clean as natural washed water.
After the man came in, the others retreated voluntarily. He closed the door carelessly, and the door lock closed with a slight click.
Zhou Ji stood with a backlight, his stern silhouette hidden in the dim light. He wore a white shirt, a black vest, and a stern black suit.
He is tall, has long legs, narrow waist and broad shoulders.
The figure looks extremely superior.
Jiang Yue didn't expect him to appear so quickly. The man stepped on exquisitely crafted leather shoes and slowly approached her.
Jiang Yue was not afraid of him, but for some reason, her eyes became a little wandering. She took two steps back and pretended to be calm: "What do you want me to help you with?"
If it's too difficult, she won't agree.
She has never compromised herself.
Zhou Ji saw her dodge back, his eyes paused for a moment, and then he regained his composure and calmness on his face. He said, "My mother has been ill recently, and she doesn't sleep well."
After a pause, the man continued: "I would like to ask you to accompany me to Jining Temple to seek peace of mind for her."
He explained: "She has always believed this and likes you."
Zhou Ji didn't lie either. Her mother fell ill due to exhaustion due to intense work, and now she had to follow the doctor's orders and stay at home to rest and recuperate.
Jiang Yue is a soft-hearted person.
Her softness is not available to everyone, but she is always willing to give it back to those who are sincere and kind.
Jiang Yue still has an impression of Mrs. Zhou as a capable and career-oriented woman. She even gave her a gift last time they met.
Jiang Yue has never been to a temple since she traveled to this world, and she also has something she wants.
It's just that when she was a princess, she didn't believe that the gods in the temple could help secular people achieve their wishes, and she doesn't believe it now either.
Praying to God and worshiping Buddha is always useless.
"Okay." Jiang Yue asked again, "When?"
Zhou Ji thought for a while: "Tomorrow."
There is a master in Jining Temple, but it is said that he has an unbreakable mortal bond.
Zhou Ji suddenly felt that he was ridiculous. He thought he was rational and scientific enough, but he would believe this.
Silently longing for a little more earthly entanglement with her.
"Are you done? I'll take you back."
"Well, that's almost it."
Zhou Ji was silent and reminded: "Hair."
The bun has not yet been removed, and the beautiful golden hairpin tassel is crumbling.
Jiang Yue touched her hair and said, "Ah, it looks so good."
Zhou Ji didn't say anything else. He suddenly wondered what she was like before.
The picture he saw.
Just that moment when she died silently over and over again.
Looking back, it was all heart-piercing pain.
She should also be a little girl who grew up being pampered and pampered. The little girl surrounded by love is full of innocence and endearing pampering.
Jiang Yue now lives in Qin's house. Zhou Ji's drive to her is indeed a drop-in, and it is no longer a high-sounding excuse.
After getting in the car, Jiang Yue calmly let her hair down. She held this hairpin in her hand and looked at the hairpin with lowered eyelids, not knowing what she was thinking.
Uncle Qian, who was driving in front, quietly glanced at the back seat through the rearview mirror.
These two people are perfect for each other when they sit together. They are talented and beautiful.
The gap between the two of them was so big that there was room for one person to sit down. The car was so quiet that you could probably hear a pin drop clearly.
The air conditioning in the car is on full blast.
Zhou Ji took off his suit jacket. The man casually draped his long legs, which were straight and wide under the suit pants. His indifferent expression seemed to be an innate nobility.
The dim light in the car made their skin look white.
Especially Jiang Yue, with black hair and fair skin, red lips and white teeth. She wears a skin-friendly V-neck knitted dress with obvious collarbones. She looks like a rich young lady who has been nourished by wealth and wealth.
Jiang Yue leaned on the car seat, her black eyes quietly looking at the scenery outside the car window.
The sky is not dark yet, and it will be bright.
She suddenly thought that she herself should belong to the "monsters and monsters". If she went to Jining Temple tomorrow, if there was really any master, wouldn't she be accepted?
Thinking like this, Jiang Yue suddenly laughed.
There was a soft laugh, the sound was very low, and if you didn't prick up your ears and listen carefully, you probably wouldn't be able to hear it.
But he was still caught by the man next to him.
Zhou Ji put down the document in her hand, turned her face calmly, looked at her with her dark eyes, and asked calmly: "What are you laughing at?"
Jiang Yue met his eyes, and she carefully looked at Zhou Ji's face.
Good-looking is good-looking.
They usually have a frigid look with no expression at all.
Wearing suits and leather shoes, and meticulous appearance, he looks like an upper-class social elite.
She suddenly asked curiously: "Do you also believe in gods and Buddhas?"
The Zhou family raised a nice eyebrow and said in a calm tone, "There's nothing wrong with having more psychological comfort."
Is this belief or disbelief?
"I have asked for it before." Jiang Yue thought for a while and continued: "But it has never been effective, so there is no psychological comfort."
Zhou Ji looked at her innocent and romantic face, and his mood seemed to have improved a little with hers, "It will happen this time."
Jiang Yue was silent for a moment, and she nodded: "I hope."
After a moment of silence, Uncle Qian's voice suddenly broke the silence: "Young Master, where is the car parked?"
The yards of the Qin family and the Zhou family are not far apart.
The fair and square parked in front of the Qin family's courtyard, which seemed a little bad. After all, they were all divorced.
Zhou Ji nodded: "Go to Qin's house."
Jiang Yue doesn’t want to walk either, so of course that’s okay.
It was completely dark now and the street lights were on.
Zhou Ji got out of the car first, walked around and opened the door for her. The spring breeze at night seemed to bring a bit of unbreathable winter feeling when it blew on her face, and the coldness penetrated into her skin.
Jiang Yue shrank, and the warm suit jacket was suddenly placed on her shoulders, still smelling of a refreshing and pleasant fragrance.
The man stood under the streetlight. His black vest and suit trousers perfectly outlined his figure, especially his long legs. He raised his chin slightly and said calmly: "It's cold outside, let's go in."
The light stretched his reflection.
Jiang Yue was wrapped in his coat, and it seemed that it was really not that cold anymore.
He was so thinly dressed, but he seemed unaware of the harsh spring weather.
The little girl was stunned for a moment when the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open from the inside. Qin Zhao had just called his sister several times but no one answered the phone, and the messages he sent seemed to be lost in the ocean.
He has nothing to do and plans to come out and wait.
Qin Zhao saw Zhou Ji not far away and frowned. He put his hands in his pockets and looked at him coldly. He didn't know why this man was like a dog-skin plaster that he couldn't shake away.
Qin Zhao stepped forward, wearing a long black coat and a cold face, without any unnecessary expression.
Jiang Yue had long discovered that these two people didn't seem to be good friends. They didn't look like the friendship they had grown up with together. Instead, they looked more like love rivals who were extremely jealous when they met.
The natural magnetic field is not harmonious.
Jiang Yue opened her mouth, but her throat was blocked again.
She really didn't know how to address Qin Zhao. She was asked to call him brother. She couldn't do it yet, but the title was too unfamiliar and seemed very ungrateful.
Qin Zhao and his parents were very kind to her.
They are the ones who face her the best among the Qin family.
She also didn't want people to think that she was like a white-eyed wolf. After all, she was the original owner's parents, and she didn't want to ruin the original owner's impression in front of her parents and brother.
Since she didn't know what to call him, she simply shut her mouth and stopped talking.
Qin Zhao took her hand familiarly and glanced at her to find a coat that did not belong to her. The man pursed his lips and could only tolerate it due to the cold weather.
But he really admired Zhou Ji's ability to find every opportunity.
This guy always does things quietly, and quietly gives people a "surprise".
Hard to guard against.
"Aunt Chen has already prepared the meal. Are you hungry? Go home and eat."
"Oh, okay."
As Jiang Yue spoke, she turned around and pointed at the suit jacket she was wearing. She said, "I'll return it to you tomorrow."
Zhou Ji behaved very virtuously and said leisurely: "There's no rush."
After entering the room, Qin Zhao asked abruptly: "Have you made an appointment tomorrow?"
Jiang Yue didn't intend to hide it: "Well, Zhou Ji's mother is sick, and he asked me to go to the temple with him to pray for peace."
Qin Zhao also knew about Mrs. Zhou's illness. He sneered, thinking that Zhou Ji's excuse for taking advantage of people was really unscrupulous.
Mrs. Zhou is the elder, after all, she was also his sister's mother-in-law.
Qin Zhao couldn't help but refuse to let her go, "Let Uncle Liu accompany you there tomorrow."
Uncle Liu is Qin Zhao's driver. He has been with him for many years. He is steady and has good eyesight, so he can help him keep an eye on things.
Although Jiang Yue has already moved into the Qin family, she doesn't want to get too involved with them. She said: "No, Zhou Ji will come to pick me up. He asked me for help, do I need to provide the driver myself?" "
Qin Zhao sometimes felt that his sister was like a blank piece of paper.
She is obviously very transparent about many things, but sometimes she seems to understand nothing.
"I don't trust him."
"I'm not three years old, I'm already in my twenties. Don't treat me like a child. What I need is respect and trust, okay?"
The little girl spoke these words softly.
But it makes people feel an incomparable determination.
Qin Zhao was both distressed and proud of her, "Okay."
Tonight is the Qin family's monthly family banquet, and everyone is already here.
Jiang Yue naturally couldn't help but meet her cousins again. They all had decent smiles on their faces. After greeting each other distantly, they all pretended not to know each other.
It also seemed strange at the dinner table.
After dinner, Qin Zhao still had a remote job that needed to be handled by phone. He originally planned to spend time with her, but he could only hand over this task to others for the time being.
Qin Zhao patted his younger brothers who have always been measured and have high emotional intelligence, "You two, please be careful and take care of her."
"I'm going to take a call."
