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Chapter 19 Hidden Dreams
Song Wenting didn't dare to follow Ji Yanzhou to call her sister.
Looking at the hostility all over her body, Song Wenting couldn't help but think of a lot of the past.
Just like the "Second Young Master Yan's Nine-Tailed Fox Wife" that is still uploaded on the Internet, since middle school, everyone has long regarded her and Ji Yanzhou as a couple.
It's just because Ji Yanzhou's nature is flamboyant and reckless, his eyes are above the top, and he doesn't take special care of any girls, but Xu Xinning is an exception.
He would help her with homework, buy her milk tea, fight for her, and when she was being bullied, he put down his proud head and pretended to be a couple with other girls in order to bring the perpetrators to justice.
For Xu Xinning who has received so much favor, this little hostility towards her is really nothing.
"Are you really married?" Xu Xinning looked at her coldly. When she saw her exquisite and bright face, her heart became more depressed, and her tone couldn't help being cold, "Grandma, are you really married?" Do you believe Brother Yanzhou is married? Or with her?"
Grandma Ji didn't care about her content, she just reminded her: "Ning Ning, don't be rude to your sister-in-law."
Xu Xinning suddenly smiled, and her innocent face showed a little disbelief: "Grandma, I just don't believe it. You don't know what Brother Yan Zhou said about her back then. He obviously didn't like her. Wouldn't it be a good idea to marry her?" Did he find someone to lie to you in order to fulfill your wish?"
The atmosphere dropped to freezing point in an instant, and Grandma Ji called out again in a deep voice: "Xu Xinning."
She seldom spoke in such a tone, and the uncontrollable majesty made Xu Xinning silent.
Song Wenting quickly recovered, and she still said in a gentle tone: "The marriage certificate of Yan Zhou and I is in the car now, if you don't believe it, you can go and see."
"Also." She paused for a second, and then refuted another sentence in her words: "If you didn't like it before, it doesn't mean you don't like it now, senior sister, are you right?"
With a clear and light temperament, the soft tone hides the tip of the needle.
Xu Xinning suppressed her blatant emotions, and continued: "Sister Xue said the same thing, I couldn't accept it for a while, after all, people like Brother Yan Zhou got married suddenly, and I talked with them in college..."
She didn't finish her sentence, but Song Wenting understood.
The person who had a fake relationship for himself in college got married to someone else, who also happened to be a fake relationship partner.
From Xu Xinning's point of view, this marriage may be ridiculous, or it may be an attempt to cover up the obvious, using this relationship to cover up the obvious ambiguity between the two.
Xu Xinning said the concluding remarks: "In short, I was impulsive, sorry."
Song Wenting also accepted the stairs.
But she knew that everything was just on the surface.
The two of them didn't say a word again, Song Wenting chatted with Grandma Ji obediently.
Ji Yanzhou soon came back from the house, and what he saw was this scene. The woman was sitting on a dark sofa, wearing a light-colored skirt, and a light green blouse. She had a blue silk shawl, her eyebrows were amazing, and her cheeks were full of surprises. With a light and pretty smile, she raised her hand, and at the gesture of her grandma, she picked up a round green grape, and gently pressed her soft lips, and after a while, the smoky pink lips were full of water.
Directly into his eyes.
But when those eyes met, they seemed to be holding a little cold air, which directly extinguished the deep meaning that had just appeared in Ji Yanzhou's eyes.
In her sight, the woman's gaze stayed on him for no more than two seconds, and then she never looked at him again.
His long eyelashes drooped, Ji Yanzhou's brows gathered slightly, and he approached with restrained emotion.
Song Wenting's face was soft, and she quietly listened to Grandma Ji talking about the relationship between the characters in the family. She was absent-minded. Out of the corner of the eye, she could see the figure of a man walking by and Xu Xinning staring at him closely.
Until that figure stopped beside her, and then sat down next to her very naturally.
"What are you talking about?"
His casual tone sounded, and the pleasant breath lingered on the tip of her nose, and she pressed against her thigh tightly. It seemed that she could feel the strength of her muscles through the thin fabric, which was an intimate gesture.
"Let me tell you about the family relationship." Grandma Ji replied for her, and after she finished speaking, she muttered, "Why hasn't he come back?" got up and walked to the kitchen.
Ji Yanzhou told her not to go to the kitchen, there was a lot of oily smoke.
It wasn't until the figure of grandma walked around the kitchen and went to the garden that Ji Yanzhou looked over again, leaned closer and asked, "Uncomfortable?"
He was too close, and his body, which he deliberately avoided, moved to the side silently. Song Wenting's eyes were fixed on the buttons of his pure white shirt, and he shook his head lightly at him: "No."
After finishing speaking, she seemed to be unable to bear the darkening eyes, and got up directly: "I'm going to the bathroom."
Ji Yanzhou pursed his thin lips, looked away from the woman's slender figure, and suddenly looked at Xu Xinning: "What did you just talk about?"
His tone was very light, but Xu Xinning didn't dare to look at him, and said vaguely: "It's nothing, I just didn't know it was her, and I was surprised for a while." After a second pause, Xu Xinning continued, "Brother, I see that the school girl looks unhappy. , do you not want to marry you?"
Her tone was obedient only when facing him.
After saying that, Ji Yanzhou's face darkened immediately, and he looked at her coldly: "Don't meddle in things that shouldn't be meddled in."
"and also."
"Um?"
Ji Yanzhou frowned: "Who are you calling junior?"
Xu Xinning pouted: "It's a junior girl."
"Can you be a little bit older and inferior." He said in a condensed voice, "She is my wife now, what do you think you should call her?"
Xu Xinning bit her lip and said nothing.
Ji Yanzhou wasn't used to her petty temper, so he just put down his voice and warned: "Don't let me hear you shouting again in the future."
Xu Xinning finally gave a muffled "hmm".
Ji Yanzhou pressed the screen lazily, and unintentionally glanced in the direction of the bathroom every few seconds.
Looking at Xu Xinning in front of him, he remembered something and asked, "What's the situation with Cheng Dong?"
As soon as it was mentioned, Xu Xinning's face suddenly changed slightly: "You didn't know it not long after you returned to China. Cheng Dong's thoughts are dirty. I almost..."
Only then did Ji Yanzhou put away the phone, and his expression became a little sullen: "Did something happen?"
Hearing this concern, Xu Xinning felt a lot better, and immediately began to cry and confide.
Cheng Dong is the boss of the entertainment company she signed with. This company is very small, and the contracted actors in it are all on the fringes of the circle. After finally meeting Xu Xinning, a potential stock, he immediately put a lot of effort into it. At first, he was thinking about himself. But after Xu Xinning sternly rejected her, she began to look for a big shot for her. In the end, Xu Xinning took advantage of a little momentum and became the heroine of "Feng Yao". The drama was also directly hidden in the snow.
Xu Xinning walked in this circle step by step, and no one knew that she was the stepdaughter of the Ji family, Ji Xianrong.
But now that Ji Yanzhou has returned to China, he can protect her.
Ji Yanzhou didn't expect such things to be brought up in the movie. When he returned to China, Xu Xinning found him and asked him for help.
He thought of his family, and he helped as much as he could. didn't even bother to investigate the story behind it. Seeing her teary eyes, agreed to sign the contract.
"How much is the liquidated damages over there?"
As soon as this was said, Xu Xinning knew that he agreed.
A huge smile instantly appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was as bright and dazzling as the sun at noon.
Here, Song Wenting, who came out of the bathroom, stopped, consciously not bothering anymore.
She walked to the kitchen alone and helped her aunt arrange the dishes and dishes.
"Listen, why are you doing this?" Grandma Ji took her hand that was about to serve the dishes, "You have to protect your hand."
Song Wenting couldn't beat her grandma, so she gave up.
Just at this moment, there was a sound at the door, the conversation of several people moved from near to far, and the laughter brought a lively temperature, and soon the crowd came in.
The first person to enter was Ji Yanzhou's father, Ji Xianrong. His face was somewhat similar to Ji Yanzhou's and his eyes were sharp. The sense of oppression from the superior came instantly, but he stood in the center of the bustle but his expression was cold.
Behind him, a man and a woman looked over Ji Xianrong's back and looked straight at Song Wenting. The man had a gentle smile on his handsome face and was dressed in a dignified and elegant body. He wore a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked quite refined. The woman standing next to her had flamboyantly curly hair, and her delicate beauty was fixed on Song Wenting without any concealment.
The two of them stood there really eye-catching, not to mention the figure of a little girl who suddenly squeezed in behind them.
That amazingly familiar face that had been beautiful since childhood entered Song Wenting's eyes.
Looking at each other, Ji Shiyu rushed over and shouted crisply, "Teacher Song!"
Song Wenting knelt down to greet her with a brighter smile than ever.
Ji Yanzhou stared at it for a while, then stepped forward, and pulled the girl who almost jumped into the woman's arms away half a step: "Don't be reckless."
Ji Shiyu stared at Ji Yanzhou suspiciously, and said childishly: "Uncle, is Teacher Song pregnant?"
"Ji Shiyu." The woman at the door came in and called out in a low voice.
Ji Shiyu smiled strangely, "Oh, I thought Mrs. Song had a little brother, and only pregnant people should be treated so carefully." She stared at Ji Yanzhou with big round eyes, "Listen to my father, my mother When you were pregnant with me, you had to be careful when you went out, for fear of being hit by an ignorant child like me, so uncle, if Teacher Song is pregnant, please remember to tell me in advance, I will be careful."
She spoke eloquently, and there was a bit of ridicule in her tone of her uncle's exaggerated protective action just now, which made everyone in the room laugh.
Ji Yanzhou ignored her and greeted Song Wenting in turn.
Standing in front of the elder Ji Xianrong, Song Wenting was still slender, and she politely called out, "Hello, Uncle Ji."
Suddenly, the atmosphere changed suddenly. Before Song Wenting could react, Grandma Ji reminded her in due time: "Listen, I made a mistake."
After being stunned for a few seconds, under the eager eyes of everyone, Song Wenting finally shouted: "Dad."
"Yeah." Ji Xianrong responded, his tone sounded less approachable than he looked at, and he said a few more words of apology for not educating Ji Yanzhou well, so he sneakily dragged her to get the certificate, and finally said, "Look. When you are free, the two families will have a meal together." Then he motioned to Xu Zhiya, "You arrange this matter, there should be no less courtesy."
Xu Zhiya responded, and straightened the coat he had taken off for him.
Ji Yuchuan behind him approached and smiled: "Hello, brother and sister."
He is even more gentle and jade-like, as well as his wife Fang Yisui, who looks at Mingyan, but is intimacy with her at first sight. She directly hooked Song Wenting's shoulder, looked at it with burning eyes, and shook her head He clicked his tongue several times, "Such a well-behaved beauty was actually acquired by this guy."
Song Wenting's cheeks turned red when he was teased, but Fang Yisui was soon taken away by Ji Yuchuan's arm.
The whole family sat down at the table in a harmonious atmosphere, unlike Grandma Ji who raised the wine glass and formally introduced Song Wenting to the whole family.
Song Wenting responded with a smile. People at the dinner table often asked her about her situation, what job she did, and what her family did. Song Wenting responded earnestly, and from time to time Ji Yanzhou would help out a few times, "Isn't anyone going to let anyone eat?"
There was another burst of laughter.
Fang Yisui laughed the loudest: "I've never seen you like this before. Why, are you afraid we'll eat your beautiful wife?"
Ji Yanzhou ignored her, but lifted his eyelids to look at Ji Yuchuan: "Hey, can you take care of it?"
Ji Yuchuan's peach eyes behind his glasses showed a doting look. He used public chopsticks to pick up Fang Yisui's favorite spareribs: "I'm used to your sister-in-law, what can I do?"
Forced to eat a mouthful of rations, Ji Yanzhou bit his back molars and sneered disdainfully from his nose: "Wife and slave."
Song Wenting, who was sitting next to him, heard the groan clearly.
The hand holding the chopsticks couldn't help but tighten a bit, and his expression became paler.
After the warm and lively dinner, Ji Yanzhou pulled Song Wenting to say goodbye. It happened to be late at night, and the family did not hold back.
Only Xu Xinning, who had not spoken much, suddenly asked, "Why don't you sleep at home?"
Ji Yanzhou's eyes fell lightly, and he said, "I have a home."
Xu Xinning bit her lips and tried to joke: "Brother Yan Zhou, if you don't sleep in your room, I will use it as a dance studio."
"Ming Ning." Xu Zhiya called her, "There are so many rooms, why do you need your brother's room. He will come back with Ting Ting later, and he will still live there."
Ji Yanzhou seemed to be too lazy to listen, he called Song Wenting: "Let's go."
Soon said goodbye to everyone and got into the car for the return journey.
The fatigue of the day hit suddenly, Song Wenting closed his eyes and fell asleep when he got in the car.
The room was cold and quiet, and no one spoke.
Until the car stopped steadily at the gate of the community, Song Wenting opened his eyes at the right time.
She opened the car door and got out of the car, said "good night" and was about to go in, without pausing at all, arrogant and unfeeling.
Ji Yanzhou got out of the car and followed her on foot. He pressed his pace a little, looking unhurried.
One after the other, like two strangers.
Stepping up the stairs, the sensor light turns on and off, and the sound behind him feels like stepping on Song Wenting's heart.
She couldn't do it again, but she didn't look back.
When she got to the door, she lowered her head to look through her bag, took out the key, and the sound of footsteps a few steps behind her was close at hand.
As soon as the key was inserted into the hole, the familiar wood tone came to her face, and the tall figure stopped steadily behind her, and Song Wenting's hand trembled unconsciously due to the oppressive feeling so close.
With a click, the security door was opened.
Song Wenting turned around slowly, staring at those black eyes that looked like dense morning mist. Half of his face was hidden in the shadows. Under the dim light, the peach blossom eyes became clearer and brighter.
Her voice was calm: "What?"
In the past, she would never speak in such a tone, but today's Xu Xinning made her feel a lot of emotions.
Ji Yanzhou smiled, and then moved forward again. A very light aroma of wine entered his nose. He had just drank some home wine.
He said, "Go home."
The author says:
Ji Yanzhou now: My brother is a wife slave.
Later Ji Yanzhou: So I'm the fuck.