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Chapter 12 (Ji Tang didn't want to answer, just like she called...)

The elevator reaches the lobby smoothly, and the glass walls shine brightly under the complex lighting.

Ji Tang walked through the spacious but deserted corridor and came to the restaurant on the right side of the first floor. He chose a round table set up by the window for dining. His vision was good and he would not be disturbed by idle people.

She took a plane for nearly four hours and headed straight to the hotel, and has not even drunk a drop of water until now.

Suddenly I felt a little hungry.

Ji Tang was very calm and checked out a few signature dishes on the menu handed by the receptionist, and asked for another glass of water to cool down and boil it.

There are not many people ordering this time. It takes about fifteen minutes before the dishes she ordered will be served.

The warm orange light faintly covered the snow-white wrist she raised. Before eating, she could not do anything to swallow her voraciously. She opened the cold white in front of her. Before moving her chopsticks, filter the heavy oily and spicy food in water.

This is her habit of dining out for many years. Compared with her perfect figure, what is this little bit of appetite?

Ji Tang ignored the surprised gaze of the receptionist next to her. She kept sitting quietly, lowering her face slightly, and eating without any taste until the phone on the table rang and was quickly turned off again.

Ji Tang put down his chopsticks after eating for four or five minutes. He did not rush to get up and leave the seat. He looked at the snow-white ankles exposed on the hem of the skirt. The thin-heeled high heels were eight centimeters, which made the lines of his legs look slender and straight. However, because he had been hurt by kicking his toes, he still had a little pain now.

After a while, Ji Tang stared at his beautiful reflection on the marble floor that was smooth as a mirror in front of his feet. In a few seconds, he seemed to be overlapping with the almost blurry self in his memory.

...

Before she married into the top wealthy family in Beicheng, the 21-year-old, she had already made a fuss with the men of the Ji family. Her eldest brother was smashed with tea once by her suit on her left shoulder. Her second brother still had her fine tooth marks on her wrist, and her head was beaten up and down by her high heels in front of the Ji family.

As for her frivolous father, she was afraid that she would be beaten, so she hid in the study timidly and did not dare to come out, avoiding her for half a year.

Because the relationship between brother and sister was so tense that it was almost dead, when Ji Tang got married, the men of the Ji family dared not let her live at home. They were afraid that they would not sleep well in the middle of the night, so they chose a luxury and high-end hotel nearby, and also contracted a whole floor. They found thirty bodyguards to take turns to watch every day, in case there would be major news incidents of the bride-to-be escaping marriage.

Ji Tang is the youngest in the Ji family and the only girl. No matter how perfect the professional socialite is outside, she is still the one who is favored at home. She has the arrogant temper that a daughter should have. As long as anyone offends her, she will definitely not bear this anger.

So in the past month when he was restricted from freedom, Ji Tang was so angry that he contacted a lawyer, claiming that he would break off the sibling relationship with the men of the Ji family in legal terms.

Aren’t they very good at choosing brother-in-law for themselves?

Then she let their plots fail and even their own sister disappear.

The last thing happened the day before the wedding was about to be held. Her second brother Ji Duzhou finally dared to show his face, and he brought a confidentiality agreement.

The brother and sister talked alone in the study for half an hour.

After Ji Duzhou left, Ji Tang never made any trouble again. She calmly began to try out the wedding dress and the makeup on the wedding day. She also notified her best friend Lu Ning to come and spend the last night of her single life with her.

In fact, there was more than Lu Ning, her best friend, and the other one was uninvited that night.

Ji Tang was sitting on the sofa wearing a bright red nightgown and was blowing air conditioning. The light reflected by the crystal lamp above her head was also cold. She looked at the rows of black-clad bodyguards standing there, and there were at least a dozen, but the number of bodyguards who were watching over her was still too small.

Her eyes returned to Chen Zhiqi. Tonight she was dressed in white, just like she was filial to someone, and her face was as pale as paper.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and the bodyguards couldn't help but change their positions.

Ji Tang was in a bad mood because he was about to enter the marriage grave and didn't want to talk.

It was not until Chen Zhiqi took out his cell phone from his bag, opened his circle of friends, and threw it on the table.

Ji Tang's fine eyelashes drooped, his gaze only stayed for a second before moving away, and he didn't look again.

Because of these, she had already seen it on her circle of friends after she decided to marry the Song family.

There is a big brother who has never appeared in Chen Zhiqi.

This is something Ji Tang often heard from Chen Zhiqi over the years, but he has never seen him. No one knows his name. But she knows that Chen Zhiqi has a crush on this older brother who has taken good care of her. His dream since childhood is to marry him and be his wife.

But Chen Zhiqi didn't know why, so he never wanted Ji Tang to contact her most private circle.

Ji Tang didn't care about this. Until a month ago, she began to frequently see this mysterious big brother in Shen Zhiqi's circle of friends. From then on, she realized that it was the young Song Yumo who was wearing a white shirt, with a very white skin, a elegant and upright figure, and her temperament was very consistent with the school grass that girls dreamed of during the campus.

It was completely different from her impression that the man in a suit and tie looked dull.

Every circle of friends about Song Yumo posted by Chen Zhiqi was visible to Ji Tang, which was very malicious revenge to vent his dissatisfaction with the marriage between Song and Ji families. He said hysterically on the spot: "Ji Tang, when I knew him, I didn't have you."

Ji Tang knew about this. From the day she knew Song Yumo, she didn't know him.

Chen Zhiqi's beloved male god got married, and he could no longer control his long-depressed depression and didn't care about his heart disease. She used the word "childhood sweetheart" to summarize her many years of love with Song Yumo, and blindly emphasized that Song Yumo cared about her.

Even at the end, he picked up his cell phone with a pale face and said to Ji Tang: "Do you know what happens if you care about someone? Maybe you call a man who doesn't respond with countless phone calls. I just send a punctuation mark and he can blow my phone up."

Ji Tang never thought of using her marriage with Song Yumo's interests to overcome his thirteen-year old relationship with another woman.

In addition, she has already tolerated it to the bottom line for Shen Zhiqi to have a heart disease.

When Chen Zhiqi provocatively sent a punctuation to Song Yumo, the ringtone of the mobile phone really rang as if it were the same.

Ji Tang had only one sentence in his calm heart: It’s so sick!

...

Three years passed in a flash, and Ji Tang could no longer associate the bright and arrogant woman who could call thirty bodyguards and beat the dozen bodyguards brought by Chen Zhiqi to the hotel manager, who all fought with Zhan Li Li, who chose to call the police.

Under the control of the Song family, which is as lawful as ever, she lives perfectly and cannot find any mistakes.

Ji Tang's trance mind was pulled back by a ringtone, his fine eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the vibrating mobile phone.

On the lit screen, the caller - Song Yumo is displayed.

The ringtone of the cell phone rang patiently, and Ji Tang turned into a silent mode and did not answer it immediately.

She has no Alzheimer's disease, and still remembers the scene of Chen Zhiqi holding the room card and opening his suite unimpededly an hour ago.

Ji Tang didn't want to answer, just like she called Song Yumo and he ignored it.

The phone rang again and again. After two or three minutes, it changed to Song Tu's mobile phone number and called in.

Ji Tang still didn't want to pick it up, so he took out Song Yumo's card from his bag and paid for the meal. He then walked back to the front desk with his high heels and opened an expensive luxury suite.

She didn't feel sorry for spending the money from this tool.

The suite she opened was three floors away from Song Yumo's, just above him. There were two luxurious suites on this floor. Who wouldn't know who lived next door? The environment was very quiet and the private space was arranged in place. Without the permission of the residents, it would be impossible for outsiders to come up to disturb them.

The first thing Ji Tang did when he entered the house was to throw down his high heels and go take a shower with barefoot.

Half an hour later.

Ji Tang has changed into a champagne-colored satin nightgown used by the hotel for distinguished female guests. The long fabric is smooth and droops all the way to the calves, making her complexion look as delicate as high-quality white porcelain.

She walked out and sat in front of a huge and spacious glass-to-ceiling window. She took out her phone and found out one of the contacts of the man in the Ji family. Ji Juewen

During the day, Lu Ning cried out in chaos, and Ji Tang completely forgot that he had a capitalist who invested in the entertainment industry.

After seeing Chen Zhiqi appear, she instinctively rejected her from the bottom of her heart and went to Song Yumo to show her weakness.

Ji Tang was unwilling to investigate the reasons.

After she pulled Ji Juewen out of the blacklist, she tapped her slender fingers and edited a passage: [I will introduce a man to you.]

The phone jingled and showed that the sending failed!

"?" Ji Tang.

She has always been the one who lost her temper and blocked others. Ji Tang probably never dreamed that Ji Juewen, a pretentious man, had not forgotten the hatred of being smashed into his head by high heels. Is it necessary to hold grudges now?

She forgives this!!!

Ji Tang held the phone with his fingers at once, and suddenly felt helpless that God wanted to kill her.

At this time, the doorbell suddenly rang in the originally quiet living room, which made her beautiful face look confused.

One did not order meals, two did not ask for front desk service.

Who knocked on the door?

Ji Tang put down his cell phone and stood up, and walked barefoot all the way to the entrance. Just as he was about to open the door, he looked outside through the cat's eyes.

In the corridor outside, the lights on the wall cast a cold shadow, silently covering the tall man.

Song Yumo stood here, with a white shirt and black suit and pants, and a clean and clean outfit that was a little brighter than the light. He first lowered his eyelids, but he didn't know what he was thinking, but it was a bit strangely quiet.

After ringing the doorbell twice, maybe I heard the sound of the woman's gentle footsteps.
Chapter completed!
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