The intoxicating fragrance was still raging, but Ji Lanxiu, who was behind Rong Zhiyuan, suddenly turned red, his heart seemed to be held by an invisible big hand, and the soul-seductive aroma stimulated his nerves, he hadn't felt so familiar for many years......

For many years, I have not heard the fragrance of Saigon roses, which belong to that person alone.

This is the person he has been dreaming of, and he is in front of him at this moment.

Before she could take two steps, she fell coldly into a wide and warm embrace, and the man's clear and uncontrollable voice came to her ears, and her warm breath fell on the side of Rong Weaving's white neck.

Rong Zhiyi's eyebrows jumped, which play did Ji Lanxiu sing!

He said, "Ah Yuan ......"

Rong Zhiyuan didn't hear what Ji Lanxiu shouted clearly, she only felt startled by his sudden movements, and then broke free from his confinement without thinking, she tried to control the balance of her emotions, and slowly, the fragrance began to dissipate.

Rong Zhiyuan's emotions vanished, and he glanced at him: No, no, he's about to start getting sick?

Sensing that the fragrance was about to disappear, Ji Lanxiu's heart ached, as if he was in great pain, and thin sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Sober up, Ji Lanxiu!"

He restrained the pain that was tumbling in his heart, closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Rong...... Weaving kite, can you please tell me what the fragrance is just now? His deep eyes locked on her expression, as if he could see all her thoughts, and if she had a flaw, he could pinpoint it.

Rong Zhikite did not doubt that he had him, so she took out a card from her pocket and handed it to him: "This is a foreign R· J Group's products, Mr. Ji can contact them if necessary. ”

R· J Group? Isn't this a mysterious group that has only gained international fame in recent years? Does Rong Weaving Kite still have something to do with them?

Ji Lanxiu took it, and sure enough, this card lingered with the aroma just now, and when he unfolded this card, there was R· Contact details of Group J.

Looking at her kind and polite movements, Ji Lanxiu was silent for a moment, he didn't say anything, just stared deeply at Rong Zhiyu, and there was a huge wave in his eyes, which was surging.

Again, he said a word of thanks.

Rong Zhiyuan heart: Hehe, in just these two hours, Ji Lanxiu has finished saying thank you for the past three years.

After sending away this great god, Rong Weaving Kite was relieved, the card just now was really in a hurry, she was afraid that Ji Lanxiu would not believe it and turn the spearhead to study her, she was now lacking in skills, she had more important things to do.

Originally, the card should have no fragrance, but fortunately, the aroma emitted by the emotion just now stained the card, and it was fooled.

Rong weaving kite red lips slightly hooked, in fact, R· J didn't make this incense, this fragrance is something that Rong Weaving Kite is born with, and it only leaks out when it is emotional, and it is usually just a faint and almost unpleasant dark fragrance.

Ji Lanxiu, how can I tell you such a weakness?

But she didn't panic at all, R· J Group is Rong Weaving Kite's own, what are you panicking about?

Rong Zhiyuan was still calm, if Ji Lanxiu really realized that something was wrong, when he came to the door...... No, no way.

He didn't want to find her.

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The night was dark, and the city was darkened, with twinkling stars and a bright moon still hanging high in the sky.

Ji Lan sat tall in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the skyscraper, looking down from his angle, just looking down on the whole city, as if the city was prostrate at his feet, exuding an invisible sense of oppression.

The words that Rong Zhikite said to him tonight kept echoing in his mind.

"After three years of investigation, the final result is that the genes of the Ji family are very special H-9307, and the spouses of the Ji family must be highly compatible with their genes in order to give birth to healthy offspring."

"But Mr. Ji, all the people in the Ji family have been born healthy in the past three generations, so you should know what I mean."

Rong Zhiyuan didn't say it explicitly, but it was clearly written on his face: Someone used genetic reasons to assassinate Old Man Ji and Ji Baishen.

So who could this person be?

Alcohol paralyzed his nerves, and at this moment, in front of his eyes, everywhere he looked, there was a smile of Rong Weaving Kite, and his slender fingers gently brushed the business card with the lingering fragrance.

R· J Group? Ji Lanxiu couldn't help but chuckle.

He knew that Rong Zhikite was lying to him, and this woman would not be able to lie, such a clumsy excuse.

Ah Yuan, Rong weaving kite, only one syllable difference, the same Saigon rose, the same deceptive excuse is also so clumsy, could it be you? Rongweaving kite......

His Ah Yuan died in the border orphanage more than ten years ago, from his cowardice.

Ji Lanxiu was holding an old copper pocket watch, the small pocket watch had broken half of the bracelet, and the slightly concave watch body was carved with such a simple and delicate thorn rose.

Time stood still in the moment when he lost her forever.

What a little girl who is afraid of pain, and finally alone, alone......

Ji Lanxiu hid his face, a moist liquid leaked out between his fingers, and his body overflowed with desperate sadness, and finally he fell asleep, still holding the business card given by Rong Zhiyuan in the palm of his hand.

In the more than ten years since Ah Yuan's death, he has never slept so peacefully as he does now, and only this reassuring smell is always with him, and he can sleep peacefully.

……

At the same time, the Sanatorium of Van Mountain

The old man sleeping peacefully in the ward had slightly frosted temples, and his calm face could not hide his kindness.

Rong Zhiyi gently stroked the old man's sideburns and muttered to himself, "I'm sorry, grandpa, I forgot to fix your hair recently......

That's right, the old man lying on the bed is Rong Zhiyu's own grandfather - Rong Bai.

Rong Zhiyuan thought that their little old man had always paid attention to his image, and if he woke up and saw his hair, he might not know how to lose his temper......

"Grandpa, they all bullied me, can you get up and help me clean him up......"

Thinking about it, his eyes turned red, and Rong Zhiyuan sat in front of Old Man Rong's bed and said a lot of words.

At this moment, she seems to have taken off a heavy shackle, she has no other identity, now she is just her grandfather's little granddaughter, only in front of her relatives, she can be defenseless.

Rong Zhiyuan tucked the corners of the quilt for Old Man Rong, looked down at his watch, and it was 23:30 in the evening.

It's almost time.

She carefully closed the door, without making a sound, and turned sideways in the other direction.

Rong Weaving Kite stumbled to the door of a silent room, her hand on the doorknob, but she did not open the door.

"Little kite, don't stand, come in." Old Man Ji's voice came from inside the door.

Rong Zhiyuan opened the door at this time, looked at Old Man Ji and said, "You know that I will come." ”

The implication of the affirmative sentence is that the old man must have arranged for his people to be here.

Although Rong Zhikite didn't say anything on the surface, he was more or less nervous in his heart.

Old Man Ji pretended not to understand the meaning of her words, and muttered instead: "Hey, you girl, you don't ask how grandpa is doing when you enter the door." ”

Rong Weaving Kite stared at him, but did not take his words.

After a moment of silence, she finally said, "Even if he is your own grandson, do you want to do this to him?" Even if you know that Lin Ji'an's child is not his. ”

This "he" is naturally Ji Lanxiu.

Old Man Ji just shook his head with a smile and said: "That stubborn donkey is very strong, he has never suffered a loss in this kind of thing in his life, he is too confident, if he doesn't let him hit the south wall once, he won't know that it hurts, it's best to hit his head and bleed." It's a little kite, you ......."

The old man obviously wanted to say something, but was quickly interrupted by Rong Weaving Kite.

"If only you're happy."

Old Man Ji quietly glanced at Rong Zhiyu's face, and said sneeringly: "Child, are you still blaming grandpa for that incident?" I wasn't so carried away at the time. ”

Rong Weaving Kite didn't answer, but said: "You're too worried, it's not early, you have a good rest." Then he left.

Joke, there is no good thing in the Ji family, no normal person.

Ji Dianxun, the old man of the Ji family, during her marriage with Ji Lanxiu, knew that Lin Ji'an was doing a small move in private, he knew everything, but he still turned a blind eye, and at that time, Rong Zhiyu's actions were extremely prevented, for fear that she would do something bad for Lin Ji'an's child, and later found out that Lin Ji'an's child was not Ji Lanxiu's species, and that attitude turned 180 degrees.

Although it is a business marriage, this kind of way of playing people as monkeys is really unpleasant.

The old fox's abacus crackled.

Rong Weaving Kite sneered, what do you do with her? A pawn that comes and goes?

It's ridiculous.

Encountering such a family is the biggest bad luck in her life.