Ji Xingchen's head exploded with a "bang".

Because I like you, wife.

Lu Yanbei's last scream for his wife was so touching and sad, it seemed that he really loved her.

However, Ji Xingchen only roared for a moment and immediately calmed down.

A hypocritical hypocrite like Lu Yanbei is bad and scoundrel at heart.

Essentially, he's a rough-and-tumble bastard.

How could he take what he said seriously?

The corners of Ji Xingchen's lips curled up in a very slight arc, whether it was sarcasm or self-deprecation: "Young Master Lu should just leave it to you to lie to others."

Lu Yanbei looked down at her, as if he already knew that she wouldn't believe him, his eyebrows darkened slightly, but he didn't say much.

Slowly loosen the shackles on her and take two steps back.

The tip of his tongue touched the spot bitten by her, and he said calmly: "Don't talk about yourself like that, it's not a shame to be liked by me."

Ji Xingchen glanced at him strangely, turned around and opened the door to the lounge, and continued to stay here. She was afraid that she would be eaten clean again.

The moment she walked out, her fox eyes narrowed slightly, and then she quickly turned around and kicked Lu Yanbei in the calf.

She used such force with this kick that Lu Yanbei groaned in pain, bent over slightly, and his facial features were twisted together.

Ji Xingchen showed a successful smile, pursed his lips, and looked somewhere in the man's eyes: "Young Master Lu, if you touch me again next time, you will be kicked."

After saying that, she left calmly.

Lu Yanbei looked at the woman's disappearing figure and raised his eyebrows slightly.

After Ji Xingchen went out, he called Ni Wen.

The call was picked up very quickly there.

Ni asked: "Miss, did the art exhibition go well today?"

Ji Xingchen: "Why didn't you come?"

Ni asked: "Didn't I give my brother the full authority to represent you? I went to other provinces for something today and I can't make it back in time. I look at your paintings every day. It doesn't make any difference whether I go to the exhibition hall or not."

Ji Xingchen snorted proudly: "Can the exhibition hall look the same as if you were watching it on the screen?"

Ni Wen smiled and said: "It's different, so how can it be the same? There will be many opportunities to hold exhibitions in the future. I promise I will never miss one."

"That's pretty much it." Ji Xingchen said.

Ni Wen said: "I heard that Tang Yi also went?"

Ji Xingchen raised his eyebrows: "You are quite well-informed."

"That's right." Ni Wen looked proud: "He didn't quarrel with your guy?"

Ji Xingchen paused and wanted to say that the two of them did a good job on the surface, but he was the one who suffered the loss.

The touch of being kissed hard by Lu Yanbei still lingers on her lips.

She snorted coldly: "Two smiling tigers can only do small tricks in secret, how can they quarrel in public."

Ni Wen nodded: "That's true, but I owe this exhibition to your family. You always say that your marriage is formalistic. In fact, I think Lu Yanbei cares about you."

In just one sentence, Ji Xingchen quickly grasped the key point, "What did you say? What does this exhibition have to do with Lu Yanbei?"

Ni asked: "Don't you know? It was Mr. Lu who came forward to discuss this exhibition with the general manager."

Ji Xingchen: "...Say it again."

"Mr. Lu contacted me once before and asked me what I thought. I said you also wanted to hold an art exhibition. Not long after, the person in charge of the art exhibition contacted me." Ni Wen explained.

Ji Xingchen was silent for a moment, then asked with a complicated expression: "Why didn't you tell me before?"

Ni asked: "I thought you knew!"

"...Goodbye, friends."

"Hey, wait a minute! Hello? Hello??" Ni Wen wiped his sweat and hung up.

It was getting dark, and many people were leaving the exhibition hall one after another.

Ji Xingchen got on the bus full of questions.

As soon as the front foot entered, Lu Yanbei, the hind foot, followed.

Ji Xingchen frowned and said, "Who asked you to get in the car?"

Lu Yanbei dusted off his wrinkled clothes and said calmly: "I don't drive, so I'll borrow my wife's car. It's not too much."

Ji Xingchen rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

The red Masha was speeding all the way, and the lights outside the car window reflected the bustling city.

The atmosphere inside the car was silent.

While waiting for the traffic light to turn green, Lu Yanbei looked sideways at Ji Xingchen.

The breeze blew outside the car window, and he suddenly said: "Ji Xingchen."

Ji Xingchen held the steering wheel. Two battery cars competed for the way at the traffic light intersection, and she was forced to wait there.

He said in an impatient tone: "If you fart, just let it go."

"I said I like you, not as a joke."

The man's low, cold voice rang in his ears, and Ji Xingchen's heart was in a state of chaos as the cool breeze stirred him.

The fingertips holding the steering wheel subconsciously tightened.

The two battery cars blocking the road had already ridden away, and the driver behind them honked their horns to urge them.

Ji Xingchen regained his restless beating heart and stepped on the accelerator, causing the car to speed on the road.

Until the car drove back to Lu's house, no one said a word.

It was as if the confession that I didn't know was true or false just now had gone with the wind long ago, and no one took it seriously.

Ji Xingchen walked straight home, followed by Lu Yanbei. The man was tall and had long legs, and he could catch up with her in less than two steps.

Lu Yanbei put his hands in his pockets and raised his eyes to glance at the stars in the sky. He felt that they were particularly bright tonight.

But not one of them shone on him.

He stood at the door and watched Ji Xingchen walk in, half of his body hidden in the darkness.

Suddenly, the lights in front of me suddenly brightened.

Ji Xingchen's impatient voice sounded.

"Why don't you come in? Why don't you stand at the door and act like a doorkeeper?"

Lu Yanbei paused, then walked inside.

The sharp-jointed fingers held the gold-rimmed mirror frame, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

Ji Xingchen sat on the sofa with his hands folded, looking wary.

Those fox eyes are proud and bright.

She snorted and said, "Thank you for organizing the exhibition. Ni Wen told me about it."

It was rare to hear Miss Ji say thank you. Lu Yanbei felt strange, "Is it just verbal?"

Ji Xingchen narrowed his eyes: "What else? Do you still want me to kneel down and kowtow to you?"

Seeing her pretending to be fierce, Lu Yanbei felt a little cute for some reason and couldn't help but smile.

Ji Xingchen suddenly frowned: "Why are you laughing? You don't really want me to kneel down to thank you, do you? I said, it's just an art exhibition, I didn't ask you to help me, it was of your own free will! You...

…”

"Clean up and go to sleep." The man interrupted her softly.

Ji Xingchen raised his eyes, the ends of his narrow eyes widened in surprise: "Huh?"

Lu Yanbei curled his thin lips slightly and reached out to rub the hair on the top of her head: "No need to thank me, it's all my husband's responsibility."

Ji Xingchen: "..."

She found that he seemed to like talking about his wife and husband recently.

She pushed his hand away and reminded him: "It's her ex-husband."

"We are not leaving."

"If you go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with me now, we can leave now."

Lu Yanbei narrowed his peach blossom eyes, bent down and whispered.

"dream."


Chapter completed!