Chapter 9: The Wedding Night
There was no one in the car to speak, and the atmosphere was so awkward that it froze.
Seeing this, Ji Luosheng coughed, and after hesitating for a moment, his eyebrows lowered, he looked out the window, and his voice trembled unconsciously: "Qi Zehan, I really ...... Hit and kill. β
"Oh."
Seeing that Qi Zehan was unmoved, Ji Luosheng couldn't help but be a little surprised: "You know that I have nothing now, and I just borrowed your fiancΓ©e's identity to take back everything that belongs to me." β
After speaking, Ji Luosheng was a little anxious, his body trembled, and his hands grabbed his thighs.
Seeing her like this, Qi Zehan raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head to look at Ji Luosheng, took the company transfer contract in his hand, and played: "Finished?" β
Ji Luosheng nodded, his face even paler.
"I'm just trading with you."
After speaking, Qi Zehan put down the fit in his hand and said casually: "Marriage is just an explanation for the forced marriage of my parents." β
Sure enough, how could the dignified president of the Qi clan be easily trapped by the so-called oath.
Thinking of this, Ji Luosheng looked at Qi Zehan in surprise, his pupils opened slightly, and he frowned: "Forced marriage?" β
"Or do you think I'm going to marry you?"
When the words fell, Qi Zehan leaned closer, his lips pressed against the corners of Ji Luosheng's ears, and his voice was low.
Ji Luosheng was stabbed by the sudden approach, and subconsciously shrank back.
"But Miss Ji used to be barely able to fit into my eyes."
After speaking, Qi Zehan hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled slyly, wrapped his hand around Ji Luosheng's waist, and then his lips touched.
So that's it!
Whether it was in the past or in the future, she accepted such a loveless marriage!
Relieved in his heart, Ji Luosheng exhaled lightly, his trembling and restless body calmed down in his shallow kiss.
Qi Mansion.
"Take Miss Ji to change her clothes."
Hearing this, the housekeeper responded, and then took Ji Luosheng to the closet.
It's been five years, and in five years, Ji Luosheng has been wearing the thin shirt she wore when she was forcibly sent to a psychiatric hospital by Ji Guoqiang five years ago.
With clothes full of wardrobes, Ji Luosheng pointed to an elegant dress: "This."
The long hair hangs lightly, the face is bloodless, and the simple long skirt is a little indescribably cold.
Even if Ji Luosheng in front of him is so down, he still exudes the temperament of the eldest lady of the Ji family, but it's a pity......
"Housekeeper, give the young lady a bath, I don't want Miss Ji to look like this on my wedding night."
After speaking, Qi Zehan leaned on the sofa, his hands were wrapped, his eyebrows were lightly raised, and the meaning in his eyes was bottomless.
Young lady!
Hearing this, the housekeeper looked surprised, and Ji Luosheng's pupils dilated and he was stunned in place.
"Young Master, do you want to inform Mrs. Qi?"
"It's a lot of things, put the marriage certificate in the safe, and if you lose it, you ask!"
After that, Qi Zehan took out two red dazzling marriage certificates from his arms and threw them to the housekeeper.
Qi Zehan put the marriage certificate in his arms?
Seeing this scene, Ji Luosheng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, lowered his head and chuckled, this man who was as cold as an iceberg still had this kind of operation.
"Yes, young master, I'll do it." The housekeeper understood Qi Zehan, if he said too much, there would be no good results, so he took the marriage certificate with both hands and quickly retreated.
Lying in the bathtub, the hot water accompanied by aromatherapy wrapped every inch of Ji Luosheng's body, comfortable like an embryo lying in his mother's amniotic fluid, drifting freely.
Mom.
Thinking of this, Ji Luosheng's tears poured out of her heart, tears like bursting embankments, and then she lowered her head and plunged into the bathtub, muttering to herself:
"Ji Luosheng, you can't be defeated, you must avenge your mother and clear your name, retribution will come to the wicked sooner or later!"
When the words fell, Ji Luosheng got up suddenly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.