Ji Yanzheng was suddenly knocked into his arms by her, and he subconsciously stretched out his arms to hug her.

"Honey, you're back." Chu Weilan buried her head in his chest, so her voice was low and muffled, with a hint of intimacy and tenderness that even she herself had not noticed.

She also didn't expect that the word "husband" would be easily spoken the moment she hugged him. Perhaps unknowingly, her dependence on this man was far deeper than she imagined.

.

The woman's soft body was in his arms, causing Ji Yanzheng's breathing to become unconscious.

But the next second, his eyes darkened.

"Let go." He said calmly, his calm voice not stained with any emotion or anger.

Chu Weilan felt guilty and subconsciously wanted to let go of him, but soon she changed her mind and hugged him tighter: "No."

I don’t know where the courage comes from.

"Stop rubbing it." Ji Yanzheng's voice was cold and sarcastic, "The powder on your face has rubbed on my clothes."

Chu Weilan's face felt hot, and she was finally embarrassed to rely on him any longer, so she slowly let go of her hand.

"Are you hungry?" She was not discouraged and showed him a bright smile, "I am eating, do you want to join me?"

Ji Yanzheng looked at her delicately made-up face - paired with this big smile, she looked a little silly.

"No." He remained unmoved, took off his suit jacket, and walked upstairs casually.

Chu Weilan puffed up her cheeks and suddenly rushed in front of him, blocking his way.

"Ji Yanzheng!" Her voice couldn't help but get louder.

The man stopped and looked at her lightly: "Is there anything else?"

"You..." Chu Weilan bit her lip, "Sister Xiu said that you had someone send me this dress. Do you think it looks good?"

Ji Yanzheng then turned his attention to her dress, looked at it casually, and gave a perfunctory "hmm".

Chu Weilan was shocked by his attitude, and the sourness in her heart welled up again.

"Are you still angry with me?" Her voice was a little aggrieved, "You even asked someone to send me a dress..."

"You are my wife after all, and I have the obligation to protect you." The man said in a cold tone, "But that's all."

"Then...as a husband, are you obligated to be more enthusiastic towards your wife?" Chu Weilan said unconvinced.

Ji Yanzheng's always calm face finally gained some expression.

There was a bit of cool sarcasm in his eyes, and he said with a half-smile: "What kind of enthusiasm do you want?"

Chu Weilan's heart was filled with confusion, knowing that he had misunderstood again.

"It's not that kind of enthusiasm." She bit her lip, "At least...can you have a meal with me?"

Ji Yanzheng's dark eyes fell on her, with a bit of inquiry.

After a while, he looked away and his voice was as indifferent as ever: "I've already eaten, you can do whatever you want."

After that, he walked around her and continued walking upstairs.

Chu Weilan blinked repeatedly to barely suppress the tears that suddenly welled up in her eyes.

She looked at the man's distant and indifferent back, gritted her teeth, and threw herself to the ground.

With a "boom", Chu Weilan fell firmly to the ground, and she couldn't help but scream in pain.

"It hurts!" She lay on the ground, tears of pain falling uncontrollably.

Ji Yanzheng turned around subconsciously when he heard the sound.

Seeing her fall to the ground, the man's pupils shrank violently.

"Young madam, what's wrong with you!" Sister Xiu rushed over after hearing the commotion, but unexpectedly saw Chu Weilan's left hand behind her back swinging desperately, making a driving movement.

"Uh... I still have something to do, young master, and the young lady will leave it to you." After Sister Xiu finished speaking, she immediately became invisible.

Chu Weilan gasped and used all her acting skills. She looked at the man not far away with tears in her eyes, trying to arouse his sympathy.

Ji Yanzheng looked at her condescendingly, with a chilling look on his thin lips.

"Honey, please help me..." Seeing that he didn't move, Chu Weilan had no choice but to take the initiative to speak, her voice sounding extremely pitiful.

"Broken your leg?" Ji Yanzheng raised the corners of his lips coldly.

Chu Weilan was suffocated, feeling bitter in her heart.

This man is too cold-blooded. Whether she intended it or not, the fall was real. Couldn't he just pick her up?

Seeing that Lang's heart was as strong as iron, she had no choice but to struggle to get up. As a result, her feet hurt so much that she almost rolled her eyes.

...It's over, I sprained my ankle!

The porcelain touch failed, and her ankle was sprained. Chu Weilan was so angry that she almost cried.

Ji Yanzheng's dark eyes finally showed some changes.

This stupid woman.

He walked over with a cold face and knelt down in front of her.

"My ankle hurts so much." Chu Weilan lost no time in gaining sympathy, tears welling up in her eyes.

Ji Yanzheng glanced at her coldly, then stretched out his hand to pinch her ankle, causing Chu Weilan to cry out in pain.

His Adam's apple rolled up, and his eyes showed a mixture of distress and irritation.

"Don't move." He scolded, helped her take off her high heels, and then lifted her up.

Chu Weilan immediately put her arms around his neck and said with tears in her eyes: "...it really hurts."

"You deserve it." The man sneered.

"No, I didn't fall on purpose." She sniffed, "I wanted to catch up with you, but I accidentally fell."

"So, is it my fault?" Ji Yanzheng put her on the sofa, raised her calves, and gave her a cold look.

Chu Weilan lowered her head nonchalantly, the aggrieved look on her face not fading away, but when she saw Ji Yanzheng put her feet on his knees without hesitation and carefully checked her injuries, she felt as if her heart was filled with tears.

There is a kind of vigorous joy and excitement when I pick up a flower.

Therefore, she couldn't hold back any longer, and there was a bit of secret joy on her face.

Ji Yanzheng glanced at it inadvertently, raised the corners of his lips coldly, and then pinched her ankle.

"Ah, it hurts!" Chu Weilan screamed and looked at him pleadingly, "Be gentle..."

"The bones are dislocated. We need to go to the hospital." After the examination, Ji Yanzheng said in a mocking tone, "Chu Weilan, I really underestimated you."

Even the dive was done so well that my bones were dislocated.

Ji Yanzheng became extremely angry when he thought that this woman was trying so hard to reconcile with him.

Chu Weilan looked stunned. She didn't expect that she would fall so hard after a casual fall. Moreover, there were many places on her body that were sore.

Ji Yanzheng sneered, picked her up and walked out of the door.

Chu Weilan hugged his neck tightly and buried her face in his chest. She didn't care about the lipstick, foundation and mascara on her face, and rubbed against his chest like a kitten.
Chapter completed!