After a while, Xixi and Beibei finished their bath, and Shen Ning began to put socks on the little ones and play with them.
Li Zhenting pulled Li Jiaojiao to the corridor again.
"Cousin, what are you doing?" Li Jiaojiao was suddenly pulled out by him and asked unhappily.
"Tell me the truth, did you find this place through Ji Qingshan?" Li Zhenting asked sternly in a low voice.
Li Jiaojiao was startled and shook off his hand
"Cousin, are you crazy? How did I know that bastard was here? I went to the Li family's old house and asked Sister Wang, only then did I know that my cousin's wife was sick. I rushed here after getting the address. My cousin's wife used to be very good to me. Now that she is sick, shouldn't I come to see her?" Li Jiaojiao felt very aggrieved.
"Really?" Li Zhenting obviously didn't quite believe her and looked at her with narrowed eyes.
"Believe it or not." Li Jiaojiao puffed her cheeks. "That bastard, he's a scoundrel in disguise. He's disgusting just by looking at him. Who would care about him?"
"Sure?"
"Of course."
Li Zhenting looked at her and didn't think she was lying. He still understood Li Jiaojiao and was very open-minded. He just said whatever he had in mind.
"If that's the case, that would be great. Remember, Ji Qingshan has a very high opinion of himself and looks down on us, the Li family and the Li family. There's no need for you to make trouble for yourself." Li Zhenting warned.
"Hmph, he looks down on us, but I look down on him too. He has no vision, no brains, and yet he thinks he's noble. What a crap! He'd better be killed by that old bastard." Li Jiaojiao's face flushed red, and she was very angry.
Seeing her like this, Li Zhenting believed her.
"Remember, love and marriage require mutual consent. If it's one-sided, there will definitely be no good results. Think about it carefully." He said and walked in.
Li Jiaojiao had been in a bad mood since Ji Qingshan showed up, and now she was scolded by Li Zhenting, which made her even worse. She didn't say hello to Chen Ning and walked towards the elevator to leave.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked into the elevator, I saw a man standing in the elevator. He was wearing a white coat and glasses. He was tall and his abdominal muscles could be vaguely seen under the white coat.
Ji Qingshan looks gentle and refined, but he is a medical student and he pays attention to exercise and keeps in good shape.
Li Jiaojiao was stunned and subconsciously wanted to escape, but just as she was about to lift her foot, the elevator door closed and almost pinched her foot.
"Ah." She screamed in fright and immediately retracted her foot.
"Please stay away from me." Ji Qingshan looked at her coldly and saw that she was backing away while shouting and was almost approaching him.
This woman is so annoying. She's bothering him again. I'm afraid she has never seen a man in her life. Her eyes light up every time she sees him.
It’s a pity that he has no interest in this kind of woman!
It’s better to have an educated woman like Chen Yanyan, who is elegant and intellectual, has a common language with you, has excellent abilities, and knows how to advance and retreat.
A crazy little girl like her is not even as good as her toes.
He snorted coldly, took a few steps back, and had a look of contempt and disdain on his face.
When Li Jiaojiao stopped in shock, she heard the man's cold snort and cold and ruthless words behind her. She was furious and extremely sad.
However, she did not want to have anything to do with this bastard anymore, and she avoided arguing with him. She just took a few quick steps forward, kept a distance from him, and stood with her head held high, pretending not to hear.
"Miss, please stand aside and don't block other people's way." But not long after, when the elevator door opened, a cold and dissatisfied voice came from behind.
She looked up and found that out of nervousness, she had stood at the elevator door in order to keep a distance from him.
But in Ji Qingshan's opinion, she was deliberately blocking his exit.
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