Chapter 63

Ni Qiaoqiao, who worked in the news media, saw Beichen Yan, and she quickly pulled off the mask on her face. Her eyes almost touched on the mobile phone: "the trough, Ji Lele, you are too fast, you and Beichen have cohabitation!"

Ji Zitong

Ni Qiaoqiao's voice is too big, Ji Zitong want to turn off the video directly, her voice has floated out.

Ji Zitong sees from the video that Yan Beichen looks at her side.

She wanted to find a way to get in.

Last time, Ni Qiao had told Yan Beichen in front of her that she should have been alert.

Fearing that Ni Qiaoqiao might say something amazing, she decided to hang up the video chat.

After being hung up, Ni Qiao immediately sent a video chat, and Ji Zitong immediately ordered to hang up again.

Ni Qiaoqiao, because Ji Zitong doesn't receive the video, sends a message.

"Xiao Qiao: when did you live with Yan Beichen? You didn't tell me such big news! "

On the screen, Little Joe sent over exclamation marks.

"Grandma Wolf: we didn't live together."

"Joe: no way. I can see that you two have been living together for a long time."

"Grandma Wolf: if you live together under the same blue sky, that's it."

"Xiao Qiao: don't give me any nonsense. I'll ask you... How many times a night can Yan Beichen hold on for

Grandma wolf

"Little Joe: come on, come on, seven times a night, two hours at a time!"

Ni Qiao Qiao barefaced words, let Ji Zitong's chin almost fell to the ground.

She is not in a hurry to tap the keyboard.

"Grandma Wolf: Xiao Qiao, you have no experience in love, so you can say that. Does your family and your blind date know that you are so obscene?"

"Little Joe: honey, you know that's enough! Don't change the subject with me and get down to business! "

"Grandma Wolf: I didn't change the subject. We are not what you think."

Ji Zitong said that he came to borrow the computer.

Ni Qiaoqiao's tone suddenly turned down, first came a disappointed expression.

"Little Joe: so you two have nothing to do with each other now? Not even kiss? "

Ji Zitong

After he got drunk, Yan Beichen took her as a woman called Xinxin and kissed her. Is that right?

Ji Zitong didn't know how to answer, Ni Qiaoqiao sent another message.

"Little Joe: jillele shoes, you are useless. You are a lonely man with few girls in the same room. How can you work so seriously? Let me tell you..."

Ji Zitong

Ji Zitong see Ni Qiaoqiao again nonsense, directly drag her number into the blacklist.

However, Ni Qiaoqiao did not give up and began to bomb her wechat. She set wechat to silent.

It's finally over.

She continues to work, pretending that nothing has happened, and Yan Beichen has been busy, seems not to know what happened, which also let Ji Zitong relieved.

She decided that when she saw Ni Qiaoqiao's news, phone calls and videos, she would not watch, listen or answer them as long as Yan Beichen was there.

When Ji Zitong continues to work, Yan Beichen's cold mouth breaks the silence.

"Purple pupil."

"Well?" Ji Zitong reflexively turns around, completely unaware of Yan Beichen's intimacy when calling him.

"Do you like Fu Yu Sheng?"

Ji Zitong

Ji Zitong's head crashes for a moment. He doesn't understand what Yan Beichen means.

After ten seconds of careful thinking, she really couldn't understand Yan Beichen's meaning. She frowned and asked, "Mr. Yan, what do you mean when you suddenly ask this sentence?"

"Do you like Fu Yu Sheng?" Yan Beichen repeated what he had just asked.

Ji Zitong looks at Yan Beichen inexplicably.

"I don't know him. Why should I like him?"

"You mean you'll like him as long as you know him?"

"How is that possible? Like a person, this is to pay attention to fate, besides, Fu Yusheng a married husband, how can I do three? " Ji Zitong looks at Yan Beichen in bewilderment with a speechless face: "Mr. Yan, why do you suddenly ask me this question?"

"Nothing!" Yan Beichen's tone seemed to be a little relaxed: "keep busy!"

After that, he turned his head and looked back at the computer screen, staring at the data curve that Ji Zitong couldn't understand.

Ji Zitong

It's a mystery.

Ji Zitong didn't think much about it, but continued to bow her head to deal with her work. It was almost 12 o'clock in the evening when she finished. She gave the computer back to Yan Beichen and went back after thanking him.

Waiting for Ji Zitong to leave, Yan Beichen opens a message he received before.

It's from his men.

It says that Fu Yusheng is looking for the girl she met on Wisteria Avenue last night.

Moreover, the people sent by Fu Yusheng are all his confidants. His confidants have inquired about Ji Zitong's identity information in the hotel during the day, but they are all sent by the hotel people.

If Fu Yusheng wanted to revenge, he would have attacked Ji Zitong last night, but he didn't, unless

No matter what the purpose of Fu Yusheng is, if he dares to move his things, he will never let him go easily.

……

The next morning.

Ji Zitong came out of the hotel, just ready to stop the car on the road, a white Cayenne stopped in front of Ji Zitong.

Ji Zitong frowned slightly and went to the back of the car subconsciously.

As she moved back, the car went back.

Ji Zitong

Ji Zitong didn't look at the driver's seat.

"This gentleman, you..." before Ji Zitong finished, he saw a strange and familiar face, and immediately his face sank down: "how are you?"

Fu Yusheng took off his black sunglasses and pushed his chin to the co pilot's position.

"Miss jade pendant, please get in the car!"

Miss jade pendant?

Ji Zitong sniffed: "this gentleman, I'm sorry. I have something else to do. I won't accompany you!"

After that, Ji Zitong continues to walk behind the car. However, Fu Yusheng continues to reverse the car. Ji Zitong moves forward, and Fu Yusheng also drives the car to stop Ji Zitong.

Ji Zitong couldn't bear to look at the sound of Fu Yu on the car.

"What do you want, sir?"

Fu Yusheng patted the co pilot's position on his side: "get on the bus, where you are going today, I will take you!"

Ji Zitong's eyebrow angle jumped: "you are insane!"

Fu Yusheng put his arm on the steering wheel, smiling wildly.

"Sir, I like to hear you scold me, and scold me again!"

Ji Zitong