Chapter 35 Murdering one's own husband is also punishable by law
The feeling of "comfort" in Jian Xi's heart was just crushed away by her coquettishness.
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 all the necessary capital, no wonder he can become an internet celebrity.
"Mr. Song, I was so scared when I heard you were in the hospital that I rushed over right away. Are you okay? Is your stomach ailment coming back? Do you want me to make you some porridge again? Don't worry, my cooking skills haven't deteriorated."
"Haha." Jian Xi was smiling, but there was no warmth in her smile.
Fang Yinnian took a step back and gave Song Yichen a look that told him to fend for himself.
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 at Jian Xi and swore, "Wife, I really don't know her. She's been stalking 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 watching Song Yichen make the phone call.
"Hello, police? I've encountered a pervert, and he's right here... Come quickly."
Le Qiqi: “!”
Are you serious?
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 should talk slowly. Mr. Jian, a gentleman should use words instead of fists. Even murdering your own husband will be punished."
Jian Xi looked at him with a half-smile: "Oh? Mr. Fang, you reminded me that it's possible to murder your own husband."
Oh shit!
This is none of his business!
"Pretend I didn't say anything. Goodbye!"
He ran 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. I need to pay more!]
The message was sent successfully. She wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, looked around, her eyes lit up, 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, sometimes 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 almost couldn't 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 ass!"
Fang Yinnian, who was so poor that he only had money left, said: "..."
"Go! 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 moment.
The positioning and awareness are both okay.
This is rare among female players.
"My stomach hurts!" Le Qiqi suddenly clutched 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 put it in 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 so much 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 gaming friend.
"Sure, brother! Come on, I'll treat you. 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."
When he returned to the hotel, Song Yichen thought of another way to show his sincerity and coax his wife.
Seduction!
After washing himself clean, applying some perfume, and taking care of his leg hair and underarms, Song Yichen had 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 alluring.
Jian Xi just glanced at him indifferently and threw the blanket next to 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 going 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 young Internet gurus are surfing the Internet.
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 hilarious, you just ban me like that? It's just a few bucks, what's the big deal? You have three days to apologize to my parents!
The entire Internet is helping to tag Jian Xi, with over 99 private messages.
In the hotel room, Jian Xi and Song Yichen had just finished their third fight. One of them was handling business with his mobile phone, while the other was hugging him tightly from behind, kissing him lightly from time to time, with satisfaction written all over his face.
[CEO, you're on the trending search, do you want to withdraw?] This was a WeChat message from Ana Shen.
Jian Xi called directly and said, "There's no need to cancel the trending search. The free popularity is just right for promoting this event. How's 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 income 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 female supporting role in the entertainment industry. Qin Yan relied on the Qin family and her influence to dominate the entertainment industry, but now she can only be a small anchor who sells 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)
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