Jiang Zhixia stood at the top of the stairs and looked back at him. "Oh, so what?"
Ji Chengyu collapsed and pulled his own hair. "What on earth do you want? Just because I want to repay my kindness, just because I want to take care of my widowed sister-in-law, do you have to force me to die? Will you be satisfied only if I die?"
Jiang Zhixia didn't even look at him this time. "It's up to you. I can't help you if you think so. Anyway, you have made a will and all your property will be left to Tuantuan. But your ashes will be handled by me. If I find out that you have done other things, I will throw you into the dry toilet, the kind of smelly dry toilet in the countryside."
Ji Chengyu raised his head in disbelief and looked at the woman in front of him who once loved him dearly.
She stood on the stairs, against the light, with a blurry expression on her face.
But his back was straight.
Like a weed.
Although weak, it cannot be bent no matter how hard it is, and it will burst out with tenacious vitality.
This...
Is it the real Jiang Zhixia?
Somehow, a thought suddenly popped into Ji Chengyu's mind: He seemed to have never really known the real Jiang Zhixia.
Jiang Zhixia didn't look at it again and went straight upstairs.
Ji Chengyu slumped on the ground and looked at that decisive figure. For the first time, he began to doubt whether he had really done something wrong?
He actually made that gentle and kind-hearted girl, with her whole heart and eyes full of him, turn into the hard-hearted person she is today.
For the first time he felt scared.
With trembling hands, she dialed the assistant's number. "Lin Lu mother and son's living expenses have been reduced to 100,000 yuan per month. If you want to buy something worth more than 100,000 yuan, you must report it."
He was also reluctant to let Lin Lu mother and son suffer.
But Zhixia kept an eye on it too closely and had to make up for it three times every time. No matter how rich he was, he couldn't bear to spend like this.
Besides, she was really angry this time, and she had to do something to coax him to make Zhixia completely devoted to him again.
Song Yutang was just before going to bed when he received the message from the bodyguard.
She had just finished taking a shower and blow-drying her hair, with a facial mask still on her face, when she received a series of messages from her bodyguard, reporting in detail what had happened at the Ji Family in the past few days.
After reading them one by one, she couldn't help but curl her lips, and took a screenshot and forwarded it to Jiang Muyan.
Jiang Muyan has just finished a cross-border meeting and is currently resting on the sofa with the laptop in front of him still lit.
He lowered his head and looked at his phone. After reading it, he raised his head and his eyes fell on Song Yutang: "Xiaxia, thank you."
Song Yutang was taking off her facial mask in front of the mirror and casually replied, "I am her sister-in-law, isn't it what I should do?"
Jiang Muyan did not answer the call.
Song Yutang noticed that his eyes turned around and found that he had walked behind her at some point and was looking down at her.
The soft light fell on his shoulders, outlining his outline with a soft edge.
"Is it just sister-in-law?" He looked into her eyes and his voice was very soft.
Song Yutang's heart skipped a beat when he saw him, and he subconsciously stood up. "What do you mean?"
Jiang Muyan still stared at her. "Don't you have anything else? For example... Aiwujiwu."
Song Yutang's heart trembled, and she instantly understood what he meant.
In fact, since he woke up, he often asked this question casually.
But every time, she didn't know how to answer.
Same this time.
"Then what... I haven't washed my face yet." Song Yutang made a random excuse and hurriedly tried to avoid this embarrassing topic.
Because I was so flustered, my foot tripped over the makeup stool. My center of gravity was unstable and I fell backwards.
"Be careful..." Jiang Muyan was startled, rushed forward in three steps and then hugged her waist.
As a result, he moved too quickly and couldn't stand firm.
Fortunately, I instinctively took him to the side, and the two of them fell into the sofa chair next to them.
Song Yutang was protected in his arms, with her whole body pressed against his chest. Before she could react, she felt his warm breath on her face.
She subconsciously raised her head and her lips just brushed his lips.
Their eyes met, so close.
Song Yutang's eyelashes could almost sweep across Jiang Muyan's skin, and her panicked face was reflected in his eyes.
The air suddenly became quiet, so quiet that you could hear each other's breathing, you could hear the insects chirping outside the window, and you could hear your own heartbeat beating as fast as a drum.
His hands were still on her waist, and the warmth from his palms spread through the thin pajamas, making her feel weak all over.
Song Yutang There was a bang in his head, as if something exploded.
She pushed Jiang Muyan away violently, rolled and crawled back to the bed, pulled the quilt over her head.
His whole body shrank into a ball, and his heartbeat was so fast that it felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.
Jiang Muyan sat there and was stunned for two seconds. He reached out and touched his lips, and the base of his ears turned red quietly.
Something has quietly changed somewhere.
He looked at the small quilt on the bed, and his Adam's apple rolled.
Her lips were so soft just now and she smelled so good.
Even the way she ran away in a panic was so cute.
The whole person is like a pink marshmallow, soft and tender.
I really want to...
Swallow it in one gulp.
I really want to...
Have a baby.
But Jiang Muyan dare not.
Since he woke up, Song Yutang has obviously been deliberately keeping his distance.
If he suddenly mentions it, he will definitely think that he is an old pervert with a mental disorder.
But...
My wife is so cute, smells so good, and is so itchy.
Jiang Muyan was distracted, and seemed to casually pick up the Shenbao Tablets on the bedside and turn it around in his hands, and deliberately said, "I suddenly remembered that I haven't eaten today's Shenbao Tablets."
The quilt suddenly opened a corner, revealing half of Song Yutang's red face. "You are not allowed to eat anymore."
Jiang Muyan pretended to be puzzled. "Don't you want to have a baby as soon as possible?"
Song Yutang's face turned redder, anxious and embarrassed. "Even if you give birth to a baby, you are not allowed to eat anymore."
Jiang Muyan's ability has been experienced by her personally.
There is really no need to replenish it.
If she continues to make up for it, she will be the one who suffers.
Since Song Yutang said so, Jiang Muyan had no choice but to put Shenbao Tablets back.
But he was still unwilling to give in. He was silent for a while, sat on the edge of the bed and asked tentatively, "Is the injury on your body... healed?"
Song Yutang was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
The fact is that it is almost good.
The problem is...
Since that day, Jiang Muyan has been sleeping on the sofa.
She was actually quite upset.
If the injury hasn't healed yet, doesn't he have to sleep on the sofa all the time?
If it's already done, and combined with the situation just now, it sounds like some kind of invitation.
Song Yutang was a little hesitant and didn't say anything for a long time.
Jiang Muyan Looking at her flushed cheeks under the light, her mouth suddenly became dry.
He didn't know what was wrong with him, and he clearly didn't want to force her.
But his eyes couldn't help but fall on her, on those sparkling eyes, and on the slightly pursed lips.
The more I looked up, the faster my heart beat.
Jiang Muyan couldn't hold it back in the end, and slowly moved his fingers along the sheets, touching the back of her hand as if accidentally. "Then what... haven't you always wanted to have a baby? I remember that you are still ovulating today. If you miss these two days, you may have to wait another half a month."