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The stalemate between Ji Ziming and Wen Jimo did not last long.

When Zhang Manhua returned to his seat with the remote control of the air conditioner, Ji Ziming finally let go of Pei Ge's palm and shook it towards Wen Qimo's outstretched hand in the air.

"Hello." Ji Ziming said coldly with a gloomy face.

Seeing Ji Ziming holding his hand, the smile on Wen Jimo's face became more and more elegant and gentle, "I have admired Mr. Ji's name for a long time, you are still my idol." ”

Ji Ziming listened to Wen Qimo's words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he held Wen Jimo's hand, getting harder and harder, as if he wanted to break Wen Jimo's hand.

And Wen Jimo was held so vigorously by Ji Ziming, and the smile on his face did not change in the slightest, but the smile became more and more like a spring breeze.

Of course, he held Ji Ziming's palm and also made a lot of effort.

Facing the open and secret battle between the only two men in this box, Zhang Manhua and Pei Ge didn't know at all.

Zhang Manhua looked at the two men holding palms with a smile, and thought with emotion in his heart, his daughter's boss and boyfriend are all good-looking!

Looking at these two faces, it's really = pleasing to the eye!

Compared with Zhang Manhua's appreciation, Pei Ge thought much more far-reaching, she looked at the two very good-looking men standing beside her, one on the left and one on the right, watching the palms of the two of them hold tightly and linger.

I suddenly felt a sigh in my heart! After looking at the faces of the two of them, seeing that their eyes were staring at each other tightly, her little heart was beating wildly.

Yes!! Yes!!! Wen Jimo likes a man!! He shouldn't be looking at Ji Ziming, a nasty ghost????

What's more, she has never heard of any scandals on Ji Ziming, a nasty ghost, nor has she heard of Ji Ziming's ex-girlfriend, let alone seen which woman this nasty ghost likes, should it be ......

Thinking of this, Pei Ge couldn't help but shudder, and then shook his head frantically.

No, no, Ji Ziming, a nasty ghost, has done all those things to her...... How could he be the same as Wen Jimo, she must have thought too much.

But even though he thought so, Pei Ge looked at Wen Jimo and Ji Ziming's eyes, and he was still a little weird.

The man, who was originally secretly competing, instantly felt Peige's gaze.

Wen Jimo looked at Pei Ge's strange gaze, and thought for a while before he understood what Pei Ge's eyes were full of.

He glanced at Pei Ge quite helplessly, and for a while, he was not in the mood to follow the president Ji Da on the other side, but looked towards Ji Ziming with a very sympathetic look.

Ji Ziming didn't know that Pei Ge regarded Wen Jimo as a homosexual, so he didn't guess what Pei Ge was thinking in his head.

He just felt that Peg's gaze made him a little uncomfortable.

However, when Ji Ziming saw Wen Jimo's sympathetic and pitiful gaze, his heart became even more uncomfortable.

For a while, he was in no mood to compete with Wen Jimo, as if throwing garbage, he let go of Wen Jimo's palm in disgust.

Seeing that the two of them finally let go of their hands, seeing Ji Ziming looking at Wen Jimo with disgust, Pei Ge blinked, inexplicably, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Xiao Wen, it turns out that you know Xiao Ji?" Zhang Manhua didn't hear Wen Jimo's self-introduction just now, but only heard the idol in the back.

"Hehe, I've just heard of it, but I've never seen a real person, and I can't talk about knowing each other." Wen Jimo looked at Ji Ziming and chuckled, and said softly to Zhang Manhua.

Zhang Manhua was a little surprised when he heard Wen Jimo's words.

"Hey, is Xiao Ji so famous?" Zhang Manhua stared at Ji Ziming sitting next to Pei Ge in a new way, and said in surprise.

Wen Jimo nodded with a smile, and said with a deep smile: "Well, Mr. Ji is in our circle, but everyone knows it~"

Listening to Wen Jimo's words, Ji Ziming's eyes became more and more cold.

"I've heard Mr. Wen's name too." Ji Ziming responded to Wen Jimo for the first time, and looked at Wen Jimo coldly.

"Oh? Since Mr. Ji has heard my name? Wen Jimo listened to Ji Ziming's words, but he was a little surprised.

"I heard that Mr. Wen is very valued by President Ji of Qiming Group, especially President Ji's daughter." Ji Ziming looked at Wen Qimo indifferently and said coldly.

Wen Jimo listened to Ji Ziming's words, and the smile that had been on his face disappeared suddenly.

At this time, Zhang Manhua realized that his 'son-in-law' and his daughter's boss seemed to have a sense of misalignment.

"The president of Little Wende Company values it well!" Zhang Manhua looked at the two men as if they were fighting in the air, and played a round with a smile.

Wen Jimo listened to Zhang Manhua's voice, and there was a smile on his face again.

"I really didn't expect that Mr. Ji would pay so much attention to me, and it really flattered me." Wen Jimo looked towards Ji Ziming with a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his warm eyes.

Ji Ziming glanced at Wen Jimo lightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not speak, but sat back beside Pei Ge.

"Heh~" Wen Jimo knew that Ji Ziming hated him very much, and he was no longer bored with himself, he also sat down and talked again with Zhang Manhua.

After such a battle between two men, the atmosphere in the box became more and more strange.

Even Zhang Manhua, who has always been very sluggish, felt it.

Fortunately, soon, the waiter brought the dishes ordered by Pei Ge and Zhang Manhua to the table.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Zhang Manhua hurriedly entertained.

"Xiao Wen, Xiao Ji, let's eat! Gege and I don't know what you like to eat, so we just ordered it casually, hoping you don't dislike it. Zhang Manhua said with a smile.

Listening to Zhang Manhua's words, Wen Jimo shook his head with a smile, and said very sincerely: "Auntie, I don't pick, I look at the dishes on this table, I love to eat." ”

After finishing speaking, Wen Jimo's eyes looked towards Ji Ziming.

"I've heard others say, Mr. Ji, your tongue seems to be very picky? It seems like...... Don't you eat food cooked by non-top chefs? ”

As soon as Wen Jimo finished saying this, Zhang Manhua's eyes widened, and he looked at Ji Ziming in surprise, and his face was even a little cramped.

Who knows, Ji Ziming, who has always had a cold face, suddenly had a smile on his face and looked at Zhang Manhua.

"It's just a rumor, Auntie, I won't pick it."