Zhou Ji's left ear went in and the right ear went out, pretending he didn't hear anything.
Fu Qingnian is always full of cynicism. He usually seems taciturn and has a cold temperament, but when it comes to Ning Zhi's matter, his pride in being unchangeable and his indifferent personality have completely disappeared. For nothing.
"Jiang Yue didn't reply to your message. When he told you that he was sleeping, he was still on a video call with Ning Zhi, discussing which drama had the best-looking actor."
Zhou Ji listened to Fu Qingnian's yin and yang words and paused for a few seconds. Then he laughed a little indifferently: "I was even thrown away by her. I can't reach that long."
Fu Qingnian stared at him and was silent for a moment, with no unnecessary expression on his face. "I forgot, you have become your ex-husband."
Zhou Jing said calmly: "Even if we are not divorced, I can't control her. It's useless for you to expect me." After a short rest, the murderous words slowly came out of the man's mouth nonchalantly: "Ning Zhi doesn't I like you, but you didn’t know it for the first time, so why did you break your guard just because she has a good relationship with others and vent your anger on innocent people here."
Fu Qingnian: "I just don't like to be disturbed in my sleep."
Zhou Ji clicked his tongue and seemed to have made a very pertinent suggestion: "Ning Zhi is your sister-in-law, you can sleep in the guest room."
He seemed not to notice Fu Qingnian's cold face, and then spoke slowly: "It's immoral to sleep in my sister-in-law's room. It's not like we don't have the conditions for an extra bed at home."
Fu Qingnian fell silent and stared at him quietly for a moment with his dark eyes. After a while, he said, "You really protect Jiang Yue."
Zhou Ji raised his eyelids, his jade-white face reflected perfectly in the light and shadow, with porcelain white skin, deep contours, high bridge of nose, and beautiful eyes. He said: "She is my lover, I will not protect her. Who else can I defend?"
Back to business.
At this moment.
Zhou Ji also has a little trivial question and wants to ask clearly.
Although he didn't show much concern in front of Fu Qingnian, it was impossible to say that he didn't have any subtle feelings in his heart.
Zhou Ji likes the silent intrusion of moisturizing things in everything he does, and it is the same now. He has been paving the way for so long, and now he gets to the point unhurriedly.
"When you usually tell me you're going to bed, are you really sleepy?"
Jiang Yue froze for a moment, even if he felt guilty, he couldn't tell, "Yes, it was already very late at that time."
Zhou Ji hummed, "Is it true that you are busy?"
Jiang Yue had the illusion that he was caught by his perfunctory approach, "Do I look idle? Are you doubting me?"
Her Royal Highness decided to take a pre-emptive strike: "I worked so hard to reply to your message, but you still suspect that I am lying to you. This is really sad."
Zhou Ji did not follow the routine she thought she would.
Her chin was suddenly pinched and she was forced to turn her face in his direction. The baffle of the back seat had been raised at some point, completely separating the front and rear into two spaces.
The hot and ambiguous breath was like a feather gently brushing against her skin, especially the thin skin on her neck, which was red and hot.
Zhou Ji moved forward and lowered his head a little, almost kissing her.
He asked hoarsely: "How sad is it?"
Jiang Yue: "..."
Isn't this making things difficult for her?
Jiang Yue was stunned by the question, and she really didn't think about how to continue lying to him.
Her lips suddenly stung, and Zhou Ji kissed her with some force, as if he was restraining himself and holding back.
The man's breath was a bit thick, especially in the quiet space.
Zhou Ji slowly let go of his hand, his breathing gradually calmed down, and he asked, "Will you lie to me again in the future?"
Jiang Yue swallowed her throat and said seriously: "I can't tell you. I can't stand the test of human nature."
The man's cold eyebrows became vivid the moment a smile appeared, and he thought for a long time: "Okay, then I'll pretend not to know that you are lying to me."
Jiang Yue turned her face slightly, she was too close to him, her face was so hot that it was almost steaming. She hummed indiscriminately, but she actually didn't know what she was humming.
…
The manor covers a huge area.
The main building of the villa is also several stories high, and delicate roses are planted on the balcony of each floor.
There shouldn't be many people invited to the dinner party tonight.
There were only a few low-key luxury cars parked in the vast yard, but the entrance was tightly controlled, with rows of black-clad bodyguards monitoring the inside and outside very closely.
Such an occasion is not something that ordinary people can participate in.
The weather was getting warmer, so Jiang Yue took off her coat when she got out of the car and put on an off-white sweater. The well-fitting jeans made her waistline extra slender, and her legs were long and straight.
Zhou Ji held her hand tightly from the moment she got off the car. The servants here were respectful to them and seemed to recognize them: "Mr. Zhou, the racecourse is ready and you can go there at any time."
Then he added: "Mr. Qin and Mr. Gu are at the golf course."
Zhou Ji hummed in a low voice.
Jiang Yue didn't want to be with him anymore, so she broke free from his hand and asked the servant curiously: "Where is Miss Ning?"
The servant replied: "My wife is resting in the master bedroom upstairs."
Jiang Yue sighed and looked at Zhou Ji: "Is Azhi married? Why didn't she tell me?"
Zhou Ji glanced at the servant calmly, but he was someone who understood the expression, and immediately found an excuse to leave.
Zhou Ji thought for a while and said, "Married."
After all, this matter cannot be hidden from her, lest she know nothing and talk about it in front of Ning Zhi, which will cause a rift.
Zhou Ji was silent for a while, then calmly added a few words: "Ning Zhi married Fu Qingnian's eldest brother last year."
"But Fu Qingnian's eldest brother is now in a vegetative state. The doctor said he may never wake up in his lifetime."
Jiang Yue opened her eyes wide, huh huh huh? ? ?
What Dengxi? ? ?
Jiang Yue didn't see much of this kind of thing where a brother takes over a brother's wife. Literati and Confucian scholars are all face-conscious, aware of integrity and etiquette, and are afraid of having their spines broken by pens. Most of them follow the rules and don't dare to do such things that will offend people's tongue.
Only a reckless man who has not read much or is unruly would act so barbarically.
Jiang Yue made a cold face and asked, "Is she willing?"
The eyes of others are not important at any time, only whether you are happy or not and whether you like it or not is important.
Zhou Ji paused, "I don't know."
Jiang Yue said angrily: "She must be unwilling."
Zhou Ji didn't defend Fu Qingnian. He thought casually that Fu Qingnian had turned into a villain who was worse than a beast and took things by force, but that made him look like an innocent snow lotus.
