Ji Ziang lay on the edge of the bed, tried his best to get close to her, took off the photo, and put it under the pillow like a treasure.
"Ji Zi'ang, tell me honestly!?"
Ji Ziang held her hand tightly: "There are some things that you would be better off not knowing."
"Did we know each other when we were children? Why do I have no memory of you at all? I have no amnesia at all, but I have no memory of you..."
"As long as you remember, I will not hurt you. Wife, I will hold you in my hands as a treasure."
"Did you write the words in the photo? Did you write it to me?" Wen Xinnuan just wanted to know the answer, "If you really love me, I want you to convince me with a good reason."
"..."
"You can't convince me, your love is fake. I don't believe it."
Ji Ziang coughed: "It's not important."
unimportant?
"Whether you believe it or not, love is real."
It seems that Ji Ziang doesn't want to talk about the past or the origin of this photo at all.
Wouldn't he rather be misunderstood by her than explain?
Wen Xinnuan looked at him suspiciously. She was like a wounded hedgehog, curled up, afraid that someone would stab her with a knife and hurt her sharply once she lowered her guard.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
"Master, the guests have arrived, do you want to bring them in now?"
Ji Ziang frowned and whispered: "Let her come in."
Wen Xinnuan raised her head, and Wen Senran walked in behind the servant...
When she heard that Ji Ziang was looking for her, she was so excited that she immediately dressed up and came in the most beautiful dress.
When she was taken to the Ji family villa, she was very surprised...
Because the two of them are usually secretive and never meet in crowded places - of course, what he is afraid of is not the media, but the fear that it will reach Wen Xinnuan's ears.
When Wen Senran was brought into Ji's house, she thought she could become the hostess.
When the door opened and she met Wen Xinnuan's eyes, the smile on Wen Senran's face immediately froze.
Wenxinnuan is present, which means——
The situation is completely reversed.
"Ji...Master Ji, are you sick?"
Wen Xinnuan discovered that Wen Senran's dressing style was very similar to hers. She seemed to have a similar style and color of this little dress.
Wen Senran's usual style is completely different from this——
"I was caught cheating, and my wife made me kneel down and beat her with dozens of sticks," Ji Ziang said in a relaxed and pleasant voice, "My pelvic bone was fractured."
Scared? Wen Xinnuan actually dares to punish Ji Ziang?
Ji Ziang narrowed his eyes: "Wife, how many sticks are you going to punish her with?"
Wen Xinnuan's eyes widened——
What, when did she punish Ji Ziang? He obviously asked for the beating himself!
But she soon realized that Ji Ziang was deliberately acting "hepically strict" in front of outsiders, giving all his prestige to her.
Wen Xinnuan opened and closed her mouth twice, not knowing what to say.
Here, Wen Senran's face turned green: "Master Ji, are you serious?"
"Am I kidding?" Ji Ziang's face, which had been so pleasant just now, was suddenly covered with dark clouds. His eyes were sharp and bloodthirsty, as if he would suddenly stretch out his magic hand and strangle her to death.
Wen Senran was so frightened that she took a step back.
"You dare to hit my woman," Ji Zi'ang said with a gloomy face, "Kneel down!"
The maid on the side seemed to have been given the order a long time ago. She had a washboard in her hand and coldly threw it in front of Wen Senran.
She didn't dare to say anything and immediately knelt down on the washboard towards Ji Zi'ang.