"What are you going to do?" Although this gentleness is rare, Zhao Jian is still vigilant.

"Look at my face." Ji Rufeng pointed to himself in the mirror, "With a loyal face, can I do anything bad? Besides, you are my wife."

"Who is your wife?" Zhao Jian said in a low voice. The man had already kissed her in the face quickly, "Wait for me, I'll go and let the water go."

He quickly put the water back, then brought her plastic gloves, wrapped the bandages around her arms, and jumped into the bathtub with his arms in his arms.

Ten minutes later, she finally knew why he was so active.

Seeing his big hand constantly doing evil on him, but his master became famous, Zhao Jian was so miserable.

"Are you enough? Ji Rufeng?" The person who was spreading his hands on the outer edges of both sides of the bathtub looked at the hand that was causing trouble in front of him without tears.

"A Jian, what you said is like I'm doing something bad. I'm helping you take a shower."

The big hand rolled up foam and stroked her softness, and a wet and hot kiss was printed behind her ears, with a low and ambiguous voice.

Zhao Jian gritted his teeth in hatred and cried out in pain.

After being infatuated with a one-night stand, Zhao Jian fell asleep.

The man held her and leaned against the head of the bed to light a cigarette. In the mist, the fire flashed in the man's eyes, which was so cold that it was scary.

When he smoked a cigarette, Ji Rufeng settled the person in his arms, put on a nightgown and took his cell phone out of the room.

When the phone was answered, the other party's scolding sounded, "Damn, do you know what time is now?"

Ji Rufeng ignored him and asked in the cool wind in the early morning: "How is the matter investigated?"

The man sighed sadly, "Why are you a bunch of bad friends?"

He accepted his fate and got up, "It's not easy to break up the Zhao family for so many years, but it seems that there are not many people in the Zhao family who are clean. Are you sure you want to check it?"

Ji Rufeng knew what Mo Bai meant. If he found out that Zhao Jian had done something bad, it might be a hamper for him, but...

"Living in hell, if she was pure like a little white rabbit, there would be no bones left that would have been stripped. If she had any past, I will accept everything, and you can check it out."

Ji Rufeng lowered his eyes, and in front of him was the way he had just met Zhao Jian. He was covered in thorns, like a hedgehog. He was smiling at you, looking enthusiastic and fiery, but laughing at you, but he couldn't reach his eyes. If you take another step forward, you will find that the enthusiasm is wrapped in indifference and alienation that keeps people from thousands of miles away.

What kind of environment has created such a Zhao Jian? Ji Rufeng couldn't imagine. He once thought that as long as he treated her well, he could influence her and change her, but he didn't know that there was a Zhao family that was always there to show his presence and destroy her!

Once, he didn't take it seriously.

Twice, he could tolerate it.

Three times, he will never tolerate it anymore!

"You may know some things and you won't think so." Mo Bai reminded him.

Ji Rufeng is very sensitive, "What do you know?"

"Not too many, just... More than ten years ago, the servants working in the Zhao family changed once, and the collective blood exchange seemed to be a death in the Zhao family's backyard."

Ji Rufeng shook all over, and he remembered what Zhao Jian said to Zhao Cheng on the phone during dinner tonight.

After suppressing the feeling in his heart, he laughed, "Don't say that this matter has something to do with Ah Jian? Think about it, how old she was ten years ago."

This was originally an explanation and cover-up, but Mo Bai gave it to him intact, "Yes, think about it, how old she was ten years ago."
Chapter completed!