"Okay." Ji Baijian suddenly spoke.

Song Zhizhi stared at him.

She also wants to continue watching the so-called "good show"!

Ji Baijian is very serious, "It is not suitable for children."

"I'm not..."

"It's not suitable for women!"

Song Zhizhi was sulking.

This was the same last time, and so did the same last time!

Obviously, Ji Baijian had already driven the car away at this moment.

Song Zhizhi looked outside the car with dissatisfaction and said nothing.

I just agreed to propose to this guy when the door was caught.

Now she regrets it, regrets it!

"Do you like watching Yi Wenhan so much?" Ji Baijian suddenly asked her in the quiet space, with anger.

Song Zhiyi Dun.

"The same was true last time, and this time," said Ji Baijian.

Why did Song Zhizhi feel that his tone was wrong?

Who should be angry?

Why does Ji Baijian feel even more unhappy than her?

"I'm very curious..." Song Zhizhi hadn't finished speaking.

Ji Baijian interrupted her directly, "You can only be curious about me!"

"..." Song Zhizhi was speechless.

She wanted to say that she was just curious about what kind of reaction Yi Wenhan would have.

It would be very pleasant to think about it.

"I'm better than him." Ji Baijian said bluntly.

"What?" Song Zhizhi's difference.

"It's literal." Ji Baijian seemed unwilling to say more.

Every time it is literal.

What the hell is it?

Song Zhizhi looked at Ji Baijian speechlessly, not wanting to continue delving further. She asked, "You will really make Yi Wenhan tonight..."

"What do you think?" Ji Baijian asked back.

"How do I know?" How do I know how evil you will be.

Ji Baijian said, "It depends on the attentive mood."

"I knew it was thought of by Yin Qin, and only he could think of these evil ways. A person as mature as you would never do such a thing!" Song Zhizhi affirmed.

"..." Ji Baijian seemed to have his lips moved, and finally chose to remain silent.

Yin Qin, who was finishing the matter at this moment, just got on the car and sneezes suddenly.

Who is thinking of him?

Yin Qin wiped his nose with a napkin and took a look at Yi Wenhan who was thrown on the side of the road.

By the way, this man Yi Wenhan was so scared that he was frightened for a while. It was so boring.

But looking at Yi Wenhan's appearance is really funny.

It’s also a pity that Fox Ji was able to come up with such a secret move.

He would never think of this way to torture people's physical and mental health. It would be impossible to think of it! So, in this world, you can offend anyone. Don't mess with Ji Baijian, the old fox. Whoever messes with whom is unlucky will be in trouble for eight lifetimes!

...

Ji Baijian sent Song Zhizhi back to the Song family compound.

Song Zhizhi got off the car.

Ji Baijian also got off the bus.

Song Zhizhi said, "I'm in."

"Um."

"Be careful when you go back and drive."

"Um."

"Ji Baijian."

"Um?"

"Say one more thing I like, listen to it." Song Zhizhi said.

"Yes." Ji Baijian replied.

It's as quiet as this.

Ji Baijian said, "Let's go next time."

"Ji Baijian."

"Good night."

Song Zhizhi watched Ji Baijian drive away.

She regretted it.

She regretted it twice in less than 4 hours since she agreed to propose to the marriage!

This Ji Baijian who killed thousands of swords!

Song Zhizhi turned around and walked into the Song family courtyard.

Lu Xiaolang also stopped the car at this moment and followed her.

It was already past 11 o'clock in the evening, and the hall was still on. Then I saw her father Song Shan and Nie Wenzhi watching TV on the sofa, probably waiting for her.

You should know that her father’s schedule is very regular, and he usually goes to bed after 9 o’clock.

She hurried over and sat intimately beside her father, holding Song Shan's arm, "Dad is not sleeping so late?"

"Awaiting for you."

"Wait for me, you can call me early?"

"Aren't Dad afraid of affecting your relationship?" Song Shan smiled, smiling brightly.

Song Zhizhi's face was a little flushed and said shyly, "Ji Baijian and I are going to get married."

"I know, Lao Ji came to his house to propose marriage in person today." Song Shan said, "The betrothal gift is about to crush our Song family to death."

"What?"

"I said that your future father-in-law came to propose marriage with money that I had never made in my life. He told me to hand over my daughter to his son."

"So my dad was jealous of money and married me." Song Zhizhi smiled.

"What stupid things are you saying?" Song Shan shaved Song Zhizhi's nose in a doting way, "I married you, but so many betrothal gifts were confiscated, so he took them all back, so he accepted a property."

"Why don't you accept it all?" Song Zhizhi complained, "The Ji family has so much money."

"You kid." Song Shan was speechless, "No matter how much money it is, it's someone else's. Do you think your dad is really jealous of money. Your grandfather's engagement with Ji Bai was decided by your grandfather. At that time, considering that our Song family had not done business in the past dynasties, he was afraid that if something happened, he would be able to take care of him, so he took the initiative to marry the Ji family. I was actually a little opposed at that time, but I couldn't resist your grandfather. Now it's a good thing to see if you have a good relationship. Since it's a good thing, it doesn't matter if you don't have money."

"You said that the business management agency is so lucky to find such a good honest official in my dad!"

"Look at your sweet mouth."

"But by dad." Song Zhizhi was serious, "Now that Ji Bai and I are so high-profile, Mr. Ye won't have any objection, right?"

"There were a lot of news in our family before, which made Mr. Ye a little unhappy. Mr. Ye likes to be low-key and especially dislikes any negative news. He attaches great importance to the image of business management institutions. Now your marriage with Ji Baijian is not negative news, it can only be a happy event. If you don't participate in other things, then Mr. Ye is unhappy. What's more important is that you didn't say it too? Mr. Ye is now starting to select heirs. If we are not high-profile, how can we make others ready to move?"

"Yes." Song Zhizhi nodded.

This is the truth.

But what Mr. Ye thought...

neither knows.

"It's getting late, let's take a break early." Song Shan said.

"Okay, dad, I'll have a break early, too." Song Zhizhi stood up from the sofa.

At that moment, I took a look at Nie Wenzhi who was sitting obediently next to Songshan.
To be continued...