Chapter 38: chapter 38

Ji Linchen hasn't done it himself for a long time.
He is the president of Ji's Group, which represents the image of Ji's. In addition, the bodyguard is always on duty at close quarters, so he doesn't need to do anything.
Tang Jianguo was grabbed by his collar with one hand and fell to the ground.
The whole action was done in one go, clean and neat.
Compared with the ruthless Ji Linchen, Tang Jianguo is as weak as a little ant.
He also wanted to fight hard, get up from the ground, and Ji Linchen kicked over.
Tang Jianguo fell to the ground again.
Ji Linchen stood in front of him with a gloomy expression and sullen eyes.
Raising his hand, he slowly buttoned the broken cuff.
There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and his hand was tapped under his shirt.
It seemed to touch something dirty.
"It's President Ji."
"Season manager? Which season manager?"
"Of course it is Ji Linchen of the Ji Group!"
The questioning man took a breath and fell silent.
The former prince Jiangcheng is now the master of Jiangcheng.
After Father Ji went abroad to provide for the elderly, all matters were handed over to Ji Linchen, and he only asked for a word.
"Is that Tang Shumi?"
"It's her, I saw her just now."
"what happened?"
"It seems to be frivolous by the man on the ground."
"... Ah, that man is disgusting."
...
Others are still talking, the sound is very small, drowned in the drum beats of the DJ song.
When Ji Linchen looked over, she curled up the corners of her lips, slowly lifted up the torn shoulder strap, and let out a contemptuous cry.
Then he carried the bag and walked forward.
Passing by Ji Linchen, he didn't stay a little bit, and he didn't even look at alms.
Just out of the bulense door, his arm was pulled.
Move the hand down from the arm and hold her slender wrist.
Tang Shumi turned her head and said coldly: "Let go."
The wrist was tightened tighter.
"Ji Linchen, let go."
Ji Linchen examined her beautiful eyes.
She lowered her eyes, her gaze fell on her wrist, her eyes could not be seen.
Oh, he would not be stingy with a look.
"Shu Mi, come home with me."
His voice was so low that it seemed that nothing happened between them.
"Am I your dog?" Tang Shumi said coldly.
Ji Linchen frowned: "Book honey."
"Do you call "Book Honey" and I'm going to wag my tail and follow you?"
Ji Linchen has a cool tone: "I don't have a dog."
"Ah."
Ji Linchen said: "There was an emergency on Sunday, and I failed to come back before 8 o'clock. I failed you. I'm sorry."
It sounded like she was deliberately mocking her.
Tang Shumi looked at him and smiled indifferently.
"Shu Mi, we--"
She was interrupted coldly: "Don't talk about us, I am me, you are you."
After speaking, he turned to leave.
The wrist was held firmly, and there was no intention to loosen it.
Tang Shumi said coldly: "Let go."
Ji Linchen stood still.
Tang Shumi lowered her head and opened her mouth to bite down.
The teeth were sunken in flesh and skin, cold and crippled, but soon there was a smell between the lips and teeth.
The touch becomes warm.
Ji Linchen didn't seem to feel pain by nature, and didn't frown, "Shu Mi, come home with me."
The blood continued to overflow, flowing slowly along the gap between the lips and the back of the hand, falling drop by drop to the ground.
Tang Shumi was relieved and looked up at his powerful deep eyes.
"I won't return." Her emotions gradually calmed down.
"reason."
"I don't want to see you."
"This is not a reason."
Tang Shumi was a little funny: "Why isn't this a reason?"
"Ji Linchen," she stared at him, contemptuously: "The cute President Ji?"
Ji Linchen's eyes were sharp, quietly waiting for her next sentence.
"Sorry, I! No! Love!" Tang Shumi shook his hand, turned and left.
The high-heeled shoes rattled.
Quite a sharp sense of freedom.
Ji Linchen stood there.
Chen Wang didn't know where he came from. Looking at the neat back in front, he exclaimed: "It's over, it's over, you got dumped."
"Unexpectedly, Achen, you also have today." Chen Wang smiled with a pair of phoenix eyes, with the four characters "glorious" written on his face.
Ji Linchen gave him a cold look and raised his hand to press the wound.
"Don't be too busy to stop the bleeding." Chen Wang's gaze fell on the back of his hand, still dripping blood. "It's better to leave scars. This is the testimony of your being dumped by your sister-in-law, the precious first time."
"..." Ji Linchen's face darkened more than one degree, and said coldly: "Shut your mouth."
Chen Wang curled his mouth, pulled away his left hand pressed against the back of his hand, and said casually, "Listen to me, let it flow. The more serious the wound, the better. After two days, I will shake it in front of my sister-in-law, and accidentally expose your wound."
Ji Linchen frowned and looked contemptuous.
"Achen, you believe me, my sister-in-law will go home with you whenever he feels guilty and heartbroken." Chen Wang narrowed his eyes and smiled confidently.
He has been in the bushes of thousands of flowers, and he doesn't know any tricks.
Ji Linchen glanced at him indifferently, then turned and left.
He would not use this kind of vulgar bitterness.
Ji Linchen hadn't seen Tang Shumi's figure for a whole week since he was in bulense that day.
I haven't even seen a strand of hair.
WeChat won’t answer, phone calls won’t be answered, m-tree won’t let in, and the apartment won’t open.
She also warned him, don't do things that make her hate, or you won't want to see her again for the rest of your life!
Ji Linchen didn't know what would make her hate.
So there is no forced entry into the m-tree, and there is no kicking open the door that is not too reliable when knocking on the door.
It's easy to capture Tang Shumi back to Mingyuan, but he doesn't want anyone to care about it.
She also unscrupulously mingled with that Chen Mobai all day long, if it weren't for the two of them to make no more intimate behavior, he would let Chen Mobai disappear in China.
Ji Linchen walked to the glass wall, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, his expression a little sullen.
Zhao Yan came in to make a report, but Ji Linchen dropped his hand and turned around.
He tremblingly said: "Miss Tang threw the necklace into the trash can."
This is the third necklace Miss Tang has thrown away. Two diamond rings have also been thrown away. There are other jewels, Miss Tang also confiscated one.
At first, he was cold-faced and asked him to take it back. Later, he threw it away. As soon as his forefoot brought the expensive jewelry to the front desk of the art gallery, it appeared in the trash can on the side of the road in the next second.
Thanks to bodyguards guarding the trash can, otherwise there will definitely be crowd scrambles.
Ji Linchen said nothing.
Zhao Yan raised his eyes and glanced at the boss who was obviously in a bad mood, and said very hesitantly: "Miss Tang said..."
Ji Linchen frowned: "What are you talking about?"
"Miss Tang said...said..." Zhao Yan took a breath and quickly relayed the whole sentence: "She is a woman you can't coax you with money."
Ji Linchen's speech was too fast to hear clearly.
"what?"
Zhao Yan slowed down and repeated it again.
Unexpectedly, the boss just gave a thoughtful light "um".
At the front desk of the m-tree Art Museum, there are always flowers every day, all of which are expensive roses shipped back by air from abroad.
It was a pink rose the day before yesterday, a red rose yesterday, and a blue rose today.
Xiao Zhang at the front desk thinks these flowers are so beautiful, and Mr. Ji loves Miss Tang, sending flowers and jewelry every day.
Miss Tang is really the object of envy and jealousy of women all over the world.
But Miss Tang didn't appreciate it. Roses were given to the students who came to visit, and the jewelry was thrown into the trash without even opening the box.
Xiao Zhang sighed that rich people really can play, while silently crying for President Ji.
They talked in the pantry, saying that the reason why Miss Tang was doing this was because she had lost her love, and fell in love with the very talented Ai Zhu, that is, Mr. Chen Mobai.
Xiao Zhang didn't think so. How could Mr. Chen compare to President Ji.
They also said that beautiful women are always easily attracted to talented men, and that money and looks can be left behind.
After listening to Xiao Zhang thought it made sense, but still did not agree that Miss Tang liked Mr. Chen.
She stands at the front desk every day and can observe many things.
For example, when Mr. Chen and Miss Tang look at the paintings together, Mr. Chen always says tirelessly, Miss Tang is listening, and deliberately at least half a meter away from him.
She used to like a senior when she was in school, and she liked not Miss Tang like this.
"Xiao Zhang, separate these flowers and give them to the female students who came to visit from Gome." Miss Tang walked over and frowned when she looked at the roses that filled the entire reception desk.
Xiao Zhang quickly replied "Yes."
"Don't take it anymore," Tang Shumi ordered.
Xiao Zhang hesitated: "Assistant Zhao he...he..."
According to Miss Tang's instructions, she refused last time, but Assistant Zhao's eyes were completely intimidating.
"Forget it, just send it if you want." Tang Shumi saw Xiao Zhang's embarrassment.
Xiao Zhang nodded gratefully.
Tang Shumi turned around and got out of m-tree, and drove back to Donghu Community.
My aunt is here, making me a little uncomfortable.
She ordered a takeaway, barely drank two sips of the porridge, she felt cramps in her abdomen.
The pain made her head groggy.
She went into the bedroom, closed the curtains, and curled up under the quilt.
She left from Mingyuan without taking anything, let alone painkillers.
When I drove back, there was only a slight pain. The painkillers she used to take were imported and could not be bought in ordinary pharmacies. Thinking of going through it, she did not return to Mingyuan to get it.
After all, it was only a slight pain last month and did not take medicine.
She grabbed the pillow and hugged it tightly in her arms, trying to resist the cramps after another.
The phone rang suddenly.
She got up and reached out to touch the phone on the bedside table. Because of lack of strength, she crawled forward again before touching it.
It's a strange phone number.
The voice over there is very clear
"it's me."
At the same time, there was a knock on the door.
Ji Linchen stood outside the door, in a suit and leather shoes, tall and straight.
He held Zhao Yan's mobile phone in one hand and a small bag in the other.
The bag contains medicine.
I remembered that these two days were her menstrual period, and Ji Linchen couldn't think of any other reason for her to open the door besides giving painkillers.
The pain just passed, Tang Shumi got off the bed, wiped off the sweat from her forehead, walked to the mirror and wiped her blush randomly.
The complexion suddenly improved a lot.
Tang Shumi walked to the door and said coldly, "I said, I don't want to see you for now."
"I'm here to deliver painkillers." Ji Linchen's voice slowed down: "Shu Mi, open the door."
Tang Shumi was slightly startled, how did Ji Linchen know that she had dysmenorrhea again.
Opening the door suspiciously, he stood in front of him. He was still handsome after seeing him for many days.
Seeing her blushing cheeks and a good complexion, Ji Linchen felt that her behavior was a bit stupid.
He reached out and passed the medicine to her.
The cuff was turned twice by him for an unprecedented time, the meridians on the back of the hand were clear, and the scar on the upper part of the tiger's mouth was particularly prominent.
Tang Shumi took the medicine and swept his eyes lightly without stopping for half a second.
Saying "thank you" to him blankly.
Then there was a loud bang.
The door was closed.