Chapter 31: I only love you

"Xiaoyugan!" Jiang Mian ran down from the stairs. She didn't care that Shen Tingyu was still there. She shouted, “Xiang Long, prepare the car!"

"Yes, young lady."

Shen Tingyu didn't react for a moment. She didn't understand how it could make Ji Zhixiu so angry because it was just a cat. Also, why did Jiang Mian appear here? Are they already living together?

All kinds of questions couldn't be answered, and she felt an inexplicable sense of panic in her heart, as if she couldn't catch the man in front of her...

Ji Zhixiu picked up the dried fish and walked out. Jiang Mian followed him, and no one looked at Shen Tingyu.

She looked at Aunt Song for help, “Aunt Song, I never thought this would happen. I was really careless..."

Aunt Song sighed, "I know, Miss Shen should leave first."

Xiaohei cursed, this Miss Shen is really unintimidated, she is just a cat, what can she do...

Jiang Mian frowned. Ji Zhixiu asked her to go upstairs, and she watched from the second floor. Who knew that the dried fish would be naughty enough to reach Shen Tingyu's feet, and she didn't expect that Shen Tingyu would be so cruel as to kick the small fish away. Dry.

Ji Zhixiu held her hand and reassured her, “It will be fine."

Jiang Mian said nothing, touched Xiao Yugan's head, and asked Xiang Long to drive to the nearest pet hospital.

The doctor gave Xiao Yugan a full-body examination. "I've taken a X-ray. It's nothing serious. It's just that the kick hit my internal organs and I need to take a good two days to recover. My suggestion is to stay in the hospital for two days and observe it."

Jiang Mian nodded, "Thank you doctor, I will listen to you."

When the two of them walked out, Jiang Mian realized that his palms were sweating. If something happened to Xiaoyu, Jiang Mian couldn't imagine how sad he would be.

Ji Zhixiu held her face that was flushed by the wind, skin to skin, conveying his warmth to her without reservation. Jiang Mian lowered his eyes, took off his hand without saying a word, and got into the car.

Ji Zhixiu chased after him.

"Mianmian." He shouted softly.

Jiang Mian looked at him, "What kind of words do you want to say for her?"

Jiang Mian was very irritable. She knew that Ji Zhixiu was not to blame for this matter, but she still inevitably felt depressed.

It was probably out of anger that she now found Ji Zhixiu very annoying.

Ji Zhixiu was innocent, "I didn't say anything."

When the two returned home, Shen Tingyu was still waiting in the living room. When he saw them coming back, he stood up uneasily and asked, "How is that cat? Is it okay?"

Ji Zhixiu didn't answer and asked, "You haven't left yet?"

Jiang Mian didn't want to see Shen Tingyu for a second, so she went straight upstairs.

Shen Tingyu looked at her back and bit her lip, "I'm sorry, do I want to apologize to her?"

"No, the cat is fine. You can go back." Ji Zhixiu looked at her.

"good."

She turned around and left, thinking bitterly in her heart that if she had known that this cat was raised by Jiang Mian, she might as well have kicked it to death.

Also, they actually live together like this? Does Ji’s mother know?

She gritted her teeth, she would never let Jiang Mian have an easy time.

Jiang Mian kicked off his shoes and lay down on the big bed, burying his head in the soft quilt. Not wanting to move at all.

Then she heard the door open.

The hot and strong breath covered her behind, Ji Zhixiu caressed her cheek, "He's gone."

Jiang Mian hummed and sat up, "Let's stay apart for a while. I want to go back to live in Shengshi Huating."

This is the result of her careful consideration. School is about to start, and she still has many things to be busy with. Director Wang may also inform the team at any time.

"Jiang Mian," he called out unhurriedly. But Jiang Mian knew that Ji Zhixiu was angry.

It was always like this when he was angry. The name that usually lingered on the tip of his tongue now sounded like a sharp thorn from his mouth.

"Don't be willful." His tone was sharp.

Jiang Mian lowered his head, "I'm not willful, I'm serious."

It’s not that it’s not bad here, nor that it’s unhappy. But she felt that she needed to take some time to think carefully about how to go in the future.

"I don't allow it."

Jiang Mian knew he wouldn't agree, so she raised her head and said, "Then I'll pack my things myself."

A cruel smile appeared on Ji Zhixiu's lips. The smile did not reach his eyes, and he felt a sense of oppression. "Jiang Mian, you can't go anywhere without my consent."

Jiang Mian wanted to have a good discussion with him, but Ji Zhixiu's tone made her angry. She stopped talking, collected her things and walked downstairs. Ji Zhixiu didn't stop her.

When she got to the door, she called Xiao Hei, who was guarding the door, to open the door for her.

Xiao Hei was in a dilemma, "Madam, the president just spoke and refused to let us let you go."

Jiang Mian was so angry that her head ached, "Domineering! Autocratic! Why!"

Xiao Hei, “How about you go back and talk to Mr. Ji?"

Jiang Mian sneered, turned around and walked back.

Xiao Hei felt relieved and said, "That's right. A husband and wife can't run away from home even if they quarrel."

Xiaobai said quietly from behind him, "Look how angry our young lady is."

"I bet the president will admit defeat first."

"I bet the young lady will win."

"One thousand dollars?"

"make a deal!"

…

Jiang Mian didn't go back, and Ji Zhixiu didn't see her until night.

He tried hard to control his mind and ordered the security team to search the villa, but they said no one was there.

"Check the surveillance." He said solemnly.

The surveillance showed that Jiang Mian went in the direction of the flower house.

He breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand to let everyone get off.

The greenhouse is air-conditioned and has a small bed for the servants to rest.

Jiang Mian walked around and suddenly thought of the rose garden, so she walked next door.

The scent of flowers and warmth lingered here, and Jiang Mian's steps slowed down unconsciously.

The roses were blooming enthusiastically, no different from the last time I came here. Only this time she came alone.

She sat on the swing and thought about the varieties of roses. As soon as I thought about it, I took out my mobile phone and searched: What is the flower language of Louis XIV?

[The question you are searching for is: The Flower Language of Rose Louis XIV. 】

[The answer is, “I only love you." 】

Jiang Mian's hand trembled, almost suspecting that he had seen it wrong.

"Why purple roses? What kind of roses are they?"

"Louis XIV, think for yourself."

Jiang Mian stared at this answer, unsure of the possibility.

Her heart trembled suddenly, could it be a coincidence? Perhaps, even he himself did not know the flower language of Louis XIV.

Her fingertips trembled slightly as she continued to scroll down, only to get the same answer.

She called Sister Ning, "Sister Ning, do you think Ji Zhixiu likes me?"

She desperately needed affirmation.

Sister Ning had the day off today and was still sleeping. I thought she was in a hurry, but she didn't expect that this was what she wanted to say.

She was speechless, "Aren't you talking nonsense? If he doesn't like you, can he marry you?"

Jiang Mian was anxious, "Sister Ning, that's not what I meant. The cocktail party was just the first time we met."

Jiang Mian couldn't explain. No one knew that she was Shen Tingyu's substitute except herself.

Sister Ning disagreed, "That means he fell in love with you at first sight."

"No, it's not like that..." She was a little frustrated and afraid that she was being sentimental.

"Sister Ning, please continue to sleep. I won't disturb you anymore."

Sister Ning was woken up by her, and her sleepiness had long since disappeared. Now she leaned on the pillow and rolled her eyes indecently, "What's wrong with you? Did you have a fight with Mr. Ji?"

"No." Jiang Mian hesitated, "Sister Ning, actually, Ji Zhixiu doesn't like me at all."

Sister Ning was glad that she didn't drink water at the moment, otherwise she would have had to squirt out a mouthful of water. "He doesn't like you, does he like me?"

Jiang Mian hugged her knees, "Do you remember Shen Tingyu we met last time? She is Ji Zhixiu's ex-girlfriend. Don't you think we look a lot alike?"

Sister Ning recalled it. "How do you look alike? You have peach blossom eyes and she has small round eyes, so the face shape is a bit similar. Also, there is a small mole at the end of the eye, but it's still easy to tell them apart."

"She is Ji Zhixiu's ex-girlfriend," Jiang Mian emphasized.

"So what, you are still the real Mrs. Ji."

"I think Ji Zhixiu married me because of her."

Sister Ning really wanted to scold Jiang Mian, but she thought better of it and said, "Did Mr. Ji tell you that personally?"

Jiang Mian shook his head, "No, why should he say this? Isn't it obvious?"

"..."

"You can write the script tomorrow. I asked the company to invest. Mr. Ji didn't say a word. You have a lot in mind." Sister Ning mocked.

"Ask him yourself." Sister Ning continued to encourage.

"I don't dare..." she said weakly.

I didn’t dare to ask, I didn’t know how to ask, and I couldn’t accept the answer.

Sister Ning thought for a while, "How about I teach you a trick to let you know whether Mr. Ji still has her ex-girlfriend in his heart."

"What?"

"You just say you want to divorce him. He doesn't want a divorce. He cares about you and will naturally coax you. If he agrees... just leave and come back to start your career honestly."

Sister Ning thought that Mr. Ji didn't really want to praise Jiang Mian anyway. Jiang Mian's condition will become popular sooner or later, so why waste time on him? It hasn't been made public anyway.

Jiang Mian hesitated, "Is this really what you want?"

"Man, you have to force yourself." Sister Ning vowed.

"Okay, just listen to you, Sister Ning, you have experience."

Sister Ning is a non-marriage person and has dated at least ten partners. When it comes to relationships, Jiang Mian feels that Sister Ning knows much more than she does.

Ji Zhixiu was sitting in the living room reading quarterly reports. When Jiang Mian came back, he snorted heavily and got a look from the man.

He put down the computer, with a gentle expression, and calmly called, "Mianmian, come here."

Jiang Mian moved over and was pulled into the man's arms. Ji Zhixiu buried himself in her neck, took a deep breath, and sighed, “Mianmian, don't always think about leaving me."

"Be good." His voice was pleasant and sweet.

"I have something to tell you."

"Okay," he let go of Jiang Mian, "as long as you don't want to leave, I will listen."

Jiang Mian looked into his eyes and said nothing.

Help, why is Sister Ning's trick so unreliable?

She couldn't say anything to his face.

"I……"

Ji Zhixiu curled his lips, "Huh?"

"Do you still like Shen Tingyu?" Jiang Mian curled his lips and asked simply.

It should be possible to ask this, and the purpose can be achieved.

Ji Zhixiu raised his eyebrows, "Return?"