The so-called Ji Baijian... The so-called Qin Jingxiang...

The so-called mastermind behind her whom she didn't know...

Can she really resist?

She closed her eyes and didn't want to think about it anymore.

She was afraid that she would completely collapse today, and she could not give up.

Even if you still want to die, don’t die so depressedly!

I fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, it was the servant who called her.

She opened her eyes.

The servant was extremely respectful, "Grandma, let's come here to deliver food. Let's see you sleep here and catch a cold."

Song Zhizhi sat up.

Is it already dinner time?

She didn't expect that she could sleep for so long.

She stood up.

Go upstairs step by step.

Since you are married and now you are already married, where can you escape?

She walked up.

Ji Baijian sat in the room and read a book. This time he read Sun Tzu's Art of War.

She walked straight into the bathroom and said as she walked, "I'll go take a shower, the servants will bring supper. They'll come up later."

Ji Baijian just looked at Song Zhizhi's back.

Then he put down the book and watched the servant bring supper, and placed it on the dining table in the sky garden.

The lights flashed in the garden. Ji Baijian waited for a while before Song Zhizhi finished taking a shower and changed into a set of home clothes and sat opposite him.

Song Zhizhi took the dishes and chopsticks to eat.

Ji Baijian also ate silently.

Neither of them spoke actively.

While eating supper, Song Zhizhi took his cell phone and flipped through the news without doing anything.

She guessed that she should be on the headlines today.

As expected, she did not get any benefits for Qin Wenguo's so-called pioneering for her, but she boasted the Qin family to be extremely great, as if that petty person was just her Song Zhizhi.

She silently flipped through the news, looking at the comments with righteous words below.

"Eat some meat." Ji Baijian spoke.

He put a piece of iron plate steak in Song Zhizhi's bowl.

Song Zhizhi's hand moved slightly at that moment.

The steak fell on the dining table.

Song Zhizhi glanced at him, then looked down at his phone, "No need, I'll lose weight."

"You're not fat."

"I have no appetite." Song Zhizhi said bluntly.

Ji Baijian looked at her and said, "News matter..."

"Yes." Song Zhizhi put down the dishes and chopsticks directly, "I'm a little tired today and really have no appetite, so I won't have dinner with you."

Then, left.

Ji Baijian looked at Song Zhizhi's back, looked at her estranged back, and pursed her thin lips tightly.

Song Zhizhi returned to the bedroom, rinsed his mouth, and lay on the bed.

She dimmed the light a little, left a desk lamp for Ji Baijian, and turned it off on her side.

She wasn't lying to Ji Baijian, she really had no appetite, not just because too many things happened today, she probably caught a cold on the sofa in the afternoon, and her body felt a little chilled.

She fell asleep in a daze.

I felt that Ji Baijian was walking back and forth in the room several times, maybe taking a shower, going to the toilet, or turning off the lights. Anyway, I don’t know how long it took to lie beside her.

She felt him get closer.

She distanced herself.

He seemed to have done it on purpose.

She pulled it away again.

The moment he was about to fall off the bed, his body was suddenly hugged by Ji Baijian.

Song Zhizhi opened his eyes.

Four eyes are opposite.

Ji Baijian said in a magnetic voice, "It has been two days since today..."

"Ji Baijian, do we still want to be together?" Song Zhizhi interrupted him directly.

A basin of cold water poured on him without reservation.

She could feel the stiffness of his body.

Song Zhizhi said, "Perhaps, we shouldn't be together."

"Why?" Ji Baijian asked her.

"Because, I'm scared." Song Zhizhi said, trying to control his tone sounded calm, "I only realized that I was really not strong. I could actually be pinched to death by anyone, step on my feet, and never turn over."

"Is it Qin Jingxiang?"

"It's not just her." Song Zhizhi's tone was very strong, "I admit that Qin Jingxiang is indeed conscience and really hit me a big blow, but what I can't accept even more is..."

Ji Baijian was very quiet, waiting for her to speak quietly.

"You watched me being played with by her."

Ji Baijian's throat fluctuates.

Song Zhizhi was very upset.

She asked, "Ji Baijian, are you very good at playing computers?"

Ji Baijian hasn't spoken yet.

Song Zhiyi said word by word, "Don't lie to me."

Just want to know an answer, just want to know an answer thoroughly.

He said yes.

He said no, it was not.

She would believe him until she knew the truth.

The silent space seemed as if the earth had stopped rotating, and everything seemed so quiet.

I don’t know for a long time, I don’t know for a long time.

When Song Zhizhi thought that Ji Baijian would not tell her anymore, and as usual, he would choose not to answer and perfunctory her.

She heard Ji Baijian say, "Yes, I know it very well, even more than Qin Jingxiang."

Song Zhizhi smiled sarcastically.

Just a heartbreaker just now.

Now I am dead.

It’s good to be honest, you won’t feel anything, you won’t feel pain, you won’t feel angry!

Actually, there is nothing to be angry about.

The marriage with Ji Bai was driven by interests.

She shouldn't force Ji Baijian to give her 100% help, after all, she helps and benefits her. She keeps getting benefits from him, but Ji Baijian has not got anything.

Why should she be angry?

Not qualified to be angry either.

She said, and said lightly, "Okay, I understand."

Song Zhizhi pushed Ji Baijian away.

Ji Baijian didn't shackle her either.
To be continued...