Chapter 33

After dinner, Ji Zitong accompanied Mrs. Yan to take a walk. When she came back, Mrs. Yan went to have a rest.

At dinner time, Ji Zitong didn't pay attention to what old lady Yan said.

Anyway, she is not the granddaughter of old lady Yan. I don't think Yan Beichen will really arrange a blind date for her, will she?

When she was about to return to her room, Yan Beichen suddenly stood at the door of the study and called her.

"Miss Ji!"

Ji Zitong looks at Yan Beichen and frowns.

"What can I do for Mr. Yan?"

"Come in."

"Good!"

Yan Beichen stands by the door of the study, and gives way slightly to let Ji Zitong go in.

Ji Zitong no doubt has his go in, Ji Zitong just go in, Yan Beichen standing at the door suddenly backhand to close the door and lock.

Ji Zitong's heart startled for a while, alert want to turn around to go out, but Yan Beichen block behind the door, she can't go out.

They are two lonely men and few women

Since she entered the study, she felt a sense of oppression, which made her feel suffocated.

Ji Zitong back two steps.

"Er..." Ji Zitong frowned and looked at Yan Beichen: "Mr. Yan, what do you want to tell me

Yan Beichen's eyes are fixed on Ji Zitong's face, and his tone is full of pressure: "do you want to have a blind date?"

Blind date? What a injustice.

Ji Zitong explained: "Mr. Yan, I didn't want to go on a blind date. It was grandma who made her own decision."

"Like twilight?" Yan Beichen's sharp eyes did not fade.

Ji Zitong has a premonition that if she likes Qin mubai, Yan Beichen will strangle Qin mubai the next second.

She shook her head subconsciously.

"How could he be so many years younger than me? How could I like him?"

"If he was your age or older, would you like him?" Yan Beichen asked.

Ji Zitong

What is that?

Looking at Ji Zitong's silence, Yan Beichen's face was a bit gloomy.

"If he was your age or older, would you like him?" Yan Beichen asked again.

Ji Zitong immediately denied: "no!"

"Why?"

Ji Zitong rubbed some sour Temples: "Mr. Yan, I have already said that I don't intend to talk about feelings now, so... I won't like anyone."

After hearing Ji Zitong's words, the pressure in Yan Beichen's eyes is less.

"So you're not going on a blind date?"

"Yes Ji Zitong nods hard.

"Really?"

Ji Zitong impatiently looked at him: "Mr. Yan, I really don't want to talk about feelings at present. How do you want to believe me?"

Yan Beichen looks at Ji Zitong with deep eyes. The temperature in his eyes is so hot that Ji Zitong is shocked.

He's not trying to say anything, is he?

However, Yan Beichen just took a deep look at her, and did not continue to say anything.

And the pressure from him dissipated in an instant.

"I'll take care of your blind date with grandma. You don't have to worry about it." Yan Beichen said thoughtfully.

Ji Zitong nodded with a sigh of relief: "thank you, Mr. Yan."

Yan Beichen's eyes of Ji Zitong, a meaningful sentence: "you don't have to thank me."

Ji Zitong didn't react to what Yan Beichen meant.

"Mr. Yan, since you have nothing else to do, I'll go back to my room and have a rest first."

"Well, go ahead."

Yan Beichen gives way to body, let Ji Zitong can open the door.

Ji Zitong almost can't wait to unlock the door.

"Wait!"

Ji Zitong hasn't gone out yet, Yan Beichen behind him doesn't bite coldly.

Ji Zitong

"What else can I do for you, Mr. Yan?" She asked cautiously.

I saw Yan Beichen slowly close to Ji Zitong.

As Yan Beichen approached, his breath shrouded Ji Zitong's whole body for a moment.

She was so stiff that her legs were leaded that she couldn't move.

Ji Zitong can already hear Yan Beichen's heartbeat.

Her brain was blank, unable to think for a moment.

Time seems to be standing still in an instant.

At this time, Yan Beichen raised his hand, touched Ji Zitong's head and took off a leaf.

The slender finger pinches that leaf, in season purple pupil's in front of the sign.

"You have a leaf in your hair."

Green leaves in the light of the photo, fresh and lovely, just like the people in front of us.

Yan Beichen's low voice calls back Ji Zitong's reason.

Seeing the leaf, Ji Zitong repeatedly said, "Oh, thank you, Mr. Yan. Then I'll go back to my room."

After that, Ji Zitong runs back to his room and slams the door.

Looking at the direction of Ji Zitong's escape, Yan Beichen's corner of the mouth evokes a meaningful arc, wantonly playing with the leaf in his hand.

……

The next morning, Ji Zitong is sitting in Yan Beichen's car. She brushes the news on her mobile phone and doesn't look at Yan Beichen. However, she obviously feels that the atmosphere between them has changed.

Along the way, she didn't watch much news on her mobile phone.

At the door of her law firm, Ji Zitong quickly opens the door to get off, but his wrist is held by a powerful hand.

Ji Zitong looks at Yan Beichen's hand holding her wrist rigidly. His fingers are cool and invisible, as if a shackle tightly bound her.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Yan?"

"I have a party in the evening. Go home by yourself."

"Oh, good!" That's better.

Yan Beichen loosened Ji Zitong's wrist: "then you go in."

Ji Zitong can't wait to get out of the car and quickly escape from Yan Beichen's sight.

Ji Zitong feels that he is not like himself more and more recently. He often wants to run away.

She came back for revenge, not always running away.

……

Sitting in the car, Han Fanghua calls Mu Wanqing.

"Hello, Wanqing. It's me, Fanghua."

"Lawyer, who did you hire for me? Ah, it's the Tang Dazhuang. Then it's safe. "

"Hum, Zhao Qian dare to sue me for transferring property. I must ask him to leave the house clean."

"Well, Wanqing, if it's done, I'll give you two percent of my shares in Han's company."

Hang up the hands of the phone, Han Fanghua proud sneer.

She picked up her cell phone and made another call.

"Well, honey, I'll see you at the same place tonight."

"Oh, don't worry. That matter has been settled. Wan Qing hired Tang Dazhu, the top ten lawyer of an Cheng, for me. It's absolutely no problem."

"I'll see you in the evening, dear. We'll have a good celebration."

……

In a law firm.

Ji Zitong is sitting in front of the computer to input data, her mobile phone "Ding" a sound.

She took a look at her cell phone.

It's a wechat message from Huaji.

What she sent is a picture of a five-star hotel room reservation order for tonight, which is made by Fei Yuan, Han Fanghua's old lover.