Chapter 35: Murdering your husband is also punishable by law

The feeling of "comfort" in Jian Xi's heart was just crushed away by her.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at Le Qiqi who was walking towards her with her slender waist twisted.

His little body was as thin as a piece of paper, and he seemed to be blown away by the wind.

But he has enough capital, no wonder he can become an Internet celebrity.

"Mr. Song, I heard that you were in the hospital and I rushed over immediately. Are you okay? Is your stomach problem coming back? Do you want me to make you some porridge? Don't worry, my cooking skills haven't deteriorated."

"Hehe." Jian Xi was laughing, but there was no warmth in her smile.

Fang Yinnian took a step back and gave Song Yichen a look that told him to wish him good luck.

Song Yichen didn't even look at him, and hid towards Jian Xi.

"Who are you?"

"I don't know you."

He raised three fingers to Jian Xi and swore, "Wife, I really don't know her. She has been following me time and again. She might be a pervert. I'm calling the police right now."

Jian Xi didn't say anything for a while, just watched Song Yichen make the call.

"Hello, are you the police? I've met a pervert, and he's right here... Come quickly."

Le Qiqi: “!”

Seriously? She tried to shed tears of grievance: "I'm sorry, Mr. Song, I was wrong. I knew your wife was here, but I still ran over because I was worried about you. I'm leaving now."

Although she looks delicate, she walks very fast and you can't see her shadow once she walks out of the hospital gate.

Fang Yinnian felt that it would be better for him to get away at this time to avoid getting covered in blood.

"Well, you two can talk slowly. Mr. Jian, a gentleman should not use his hands but his mouth. Even murdering your own husband will be punishable by law."

Jian Xi looked at him with a half-smile: "Oh? President Fang, you reminded me that it is possible to murder your own husband."

Oh shit!

This is none of his business!

"Pretend I didn't say anything. Goodbye!"

He runs faster than Le Qiqi.

Outside the hospital, Le Qiqi was sending WeChat messages with her head lowered, and her profile could not hide her anger.

[My tears are streaming down my face. You have to pay more! ]

The message was sent successfully. She wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, looked around, her eyes brightened, and she quickly crossed the road.

Fang Yinnian didn’t know why he followed Le Qiqi. Anyway, when he came to his senses, he was standing in the Internet cafe.

The light was dim, and there were some decadent teenagers sitting in front of rows of computers. The air was filled with smoke, and the keyboards were tapping crisply, occasionally accompanied by greetings with unspeakable parts.

"Hey! I'm asking you. Are you looking for someone or getting on a plane?" The middle-aged man at the bar was smoking a cigarette and didn't even look at Fang Yinnian.

"How much?" Fang Yinnian was stunned.

Why did he ask? "4 yuan an hour, 10 yuan for three people."

This was a price that Fang Yinnian could hardly believe.

10 yuan... what can you do? He has never seen 10 yuan in his life.

Seeing him stunned, the boss cursed: "Fuck! If you don't have money, stay away! Poor Bitch!"

Fang Yinnian, who was so poor that he only had money left, said: "..."

"Come on! The blue buff on the opposite side is about to be refreshed!" It was Le Qiqi's voice.

But she wasn't as coquettish as she was in front of Song Yichen before.

Fang Yinnian looked over and saw her squatting on a chair playing games seriously.

He walked over and looked for a while.

The positioning and awareness are both good.

This is rare among female players.

"My stomach hurts!" Le Qiqi suddenly covered her stomach, looked around, and grabbed Fang Yinnian's hand: "Can you be an assassin?"

Fang Yinnian nodded subconsciously.

Le Qiqi took off the headset and stuffed it into his hand: "Help me, brother. I'll be back soon."

After saying that, she ran away, holding her stomach.

Fang Yinnian was forced to carry four people in the small Internet cafe, and he showed off to the point that the students nearby were stunned and looked at him with respect and admiration.

I wanted to pay my respects to you, big brother, right there and then.

After Le Qiqi came back, she happily added Fang Yinnian as her game friend.

"Sure, brother! Come on, I'll treat you, get on board and let's fly together!"

The generous Le Qiqi directly bought Fang Yinnian a 10 yuan set meal.

On the other side, Song Yichen continued to explain to Jian Xi after getting in the car.

"Wife, I really don't know her. I hate those kind of pretentious women the most."

Jian Xi lowered her head to look at the computer: "Drive carefully."

Song Yichen: "Oh."

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

When they returned to the hotel, Song Yichen thought of another way to show his sincerity and coax his wife.

Seduction!

After washing himself, applying perfume, and taking care of his leg hair and underarms, Song Yichen has never been so refined in his life.

"Wife."

He half opened his bathrobe, put it on loosely, and lay on his side on the bed in a posture that he thought was extremely seductive and provocative.

Jian Xi just glanced at him indifferently and threw the blanket beside her over, just covering Song Yichen's face.

"Don't send spring."

Seduction failed!

Song Yichen lay there in frustration, without even taking off the blanket from his head.

"Wife." His voice was muffled and sounded aggrieved: "I feel like you don't love me at all."

Jian Xi looked at him like this for five minutes, closed the computer and threw it aside, walked over, lifted the blanket, turned the man over, and sat on him.

"I'm here to love you now."

He leaned over and kissed her.

Seduction successful!

When all his clothes were taken off, the corners of Song Yichen's lips turned up, and his slightly closed eyes concealed all his pride.

…

#Song Jiaojiao calls out to Jian Xi#exploded.

The middle of the night is when the internet geeks are surfing the web.

A Weibo post by Song Jiaojiao directly put herself and Jian Xi on the hot search list.

Jiaojiao's surname is Song V: @Chenxi Group President Jian Xi, this is so funny, you just ban him if you want? It's just a few bucks, what's the big deal, you have three days to apologize to my parents! The whole network is helping to tag Jian Xi, all kinds of private messages are directly 99+.

Inside the hotel room, Jian Xi and Song Yichen had just finished their third fight. One of them was handling work on his phone, while the other hugged him tightly from behind, occasionally kissing him lightly, with satisfaction written all over his face.

[Boss, you are on the trending search, do you want to withdraw? ] This is a WeChat message from Shen Yan.

Jian Xi called directly: "There's no need to remove the trending search. The popularity that comes from nothing is just right for promoting this event. How is the Qin family doing?"

Shen Yan: "Qin Li put his company's new model of mobile phone into mass production ahead of schedule and opened a wave of pre-sales. The money he received can support him for a while. Qin Yan and Xiao Wenqian are doing live broadcasts. Selling misery is a good track. They have already received business, but they are all cheap and low-end products."

The corners of Jian Xi's lips curled up.

The original plot is about a supporting actress rising to prominence in the entertainment industry. Qin Yan relied on the Qin family and her influence to become a big shot in the entertainment industry, but now she can only be a small anchor selling goods.

"Let them struggle for a while first. The higher you climb, the more painful it will be if you fall."

"Yes, President."

After hanging up the phone, Jian Xi opened Weibo. Just as she was about to check out the trending searches, the person behind her started to act dishonestly again.

"Wife." Song Yichen was like a child vying for favor: "Stop looking at your phone. Isn't it better to look at me?"

(End of this chapter)