Anyway, from now on, she will not be separated from him every minute, so as not to avoid the man missing if she accidentally occurs.

But after Ji Yanzheng put her on the bed, she couldn't laugh because she saw the man's face so cold.

She quickly put away the smile on her face and said pitifully: "Yan Zheng, what's wrong with you?"

"Who asked you to come? Didn't I say I'll go find you tomorrow morning?" he said coldly.

"I call you and you won't answer..." Chu Weilan accused, "I've called you several times."

However, Ji Yanzheng's face was not a little better.

"Even if I didn't receive it for a while, do you need to run over at night?" he said, holding the woman's hands in the palm of her hand.

Her hands are still cold until now, and she doesn't know how long she has been frozen in the cold wind.

"No." Chu Weilan looked at him, his tone firm, "I can't wait for a minute. I'm afraid that if I neglect you, you will disappear again."

Ji Yanzheng was stunned for a moment, and his heart suddenly became soft.

But when he looked down and saw her clothes, the man's anger that had finally faded out rose again.

"It's fine if you come here, don't you know how to wear more?" He said in a stern tone. "Are you a fool?"

At night, the woman wore a skirt that exposed her arms and legs, and I don’t know what her mind was thinking.

How did he fall in love with such a stupid woman?

Chu Weilan blinked and asked softly: "Don't it look good? I bought it specifically to see you."

The man's eyes darkened and he looked at her seriously.

I have to say that compared to her daytime dress, she is indeed more feminine in a red dress, but...

"It's so ugly." He said coldly, with a warning look, "Don't think I'll touch you when you dress like this."

Chu Weilan was not hit at all. She buried her face in his chest with a smile: "Yan Zheng, do you feel sorry for me?"

The man let go of her hand, held her shoulder and pushed her firmly away, and took a step back with a cold tone: "You are thinking too much, I'm afraid that if you freeze, you will be on me again."

"You guessed it right." Chu Weilan blinked and opened her hands at him, "I feel so cold now, please hug me. Otherwise I will be sick from the cold."

Ji Yanzheng looked at her deeply and saw that the woman's originally pale face had a little more bloody color, and the same was true for the lips, which contrasted with the bright red skirt, making her indescribable charm and charm. His Adam's apple slid unconsciously, and his voice became hoarse: "The quilt is right behind you."

"I don't want it, your body is hot." Her eyes were lit up in shock, "Yan Zheng, please."

Ji Yanzheng simply put both hands in his pants pockets, pursed his lips, and looked at her with a heavy look.

Chu Weilan was not discouraged, so he kept maintaining this posture, as if he would not give up until he took the initiative. He bit his lip from time to time, looking innocent.

The atmosphere was stalemate.

Gradually, Chu Weilan felt her arms sore that she could hardly hold on.

She lowered her eyes a little sadly. Even if this man was still interested and impulsive in her, it did not mean that he loved her the same love as Ji Yanzheng before. Otherwise, even if he was angry with her, he would never be willing to let her down.

Thinking of this, she silently withdrew her arm.

The man in front of him suddenly sneered, and the next second, he held her hand and held her heavily into his arms.

Chu Weilan was a little confused for a moment.

"I thought you could hold on for at least one night." His tone was a bit cold-sneered, "You just rely on this little perseverance to chase me?"

Chu Weilan silently curled the corners of his lips, quietly kicked off his high heels, and wrapped his feet around his legs: "Why are you so sure that I was chasing you?"

Ji Yanzheng lowered his head and glanced at her humble little movements, and his big palm was on the back of her head, his voice calmly: "Isn't it?"

"Do you want to know the story between us?" She raised her head in his arms, smiling like a flower. "This is a very long story, are you ready?"

"...I'm not interested." The man paused for a moment before spitting out these three words.

"Hmph." Chu Weilan was unhappy, so he rubbed his feet against the inside of his thigh.

Ji Yan frowned: "Give me a little peace."

"It's so late, Yan Zheng, let's go to bed." She said softly.

"You can sleep here." Ji Yanzheng lowered his eyes and looked at her, "I'll go to the guest room."

"No, I want to sleep with you." Chu Weilan said and hugged his waist.

Since she has come, she will never miss this opportunity easily.

"I'm not used to sleeping with others." Ji Yanzheng's voice was slightly hoarse, and he grabbed her hand and pulled it down.

"Nonsense, you were used to it before." Chu Weilan snorted, "At that time, you wished I could take the initiative to share the same bed with you."

Ji Yanzheng's eyes were full of deep suspicion.

"Really!" Chu Weilan was angry.

Very good, he lost his memory and could not admit his past affairs openly.

Looking at her angry look, Ji Yanzheng silently curled the corners of his lips.

At this moment, a knock on the door sounded.

"Lying in the quilt," the man said, letting go of her and walking over to open the door.

Ji Ziliang showed a slightly partial smile: "Is it Wei Lan?"

Ji Yanzheng nodded: "Do you want to see her?"

"No need. When will you... leave?" Ji Ziliang said, his hands couldn't help but clenched.

Ji Yanzheng pondered for a moment: "I will say goodbye to you before leaving."

Ji Ziliang nodded: "Okay, you guys have a break early, I won't disturb you."

After Ji Yanzheng watched his back leave, he reached out to close the door and turned around and saw the woman's round eyes.

"Who?" she couldn't help asking.

The middle-aged man who opened the door for her downstairs just now should be Yuan Jinfeng, the chairman of Qingfeng, but she was not interested in getting to know him.

But this man sounds like he has a close relationship with Ji Yanzheng, so she can't help but be curious.

"My biological father." He spoke in a deep voice.

"Ah, you're not wrong, are you? Your father has long been..." Chu Weilan said in surprise.

"It's him, he is not dead." Ji Yanzheng's tone was indifferent.

He never doubted his father-son relationship with Ji Ziliang, which is why he was able to stay in Xiacheng for three years.

When he guessed that he was Ji Yanzheng, he specially checked the history of the Ji family and T.S, and was not unfamiliar with the name Ji Ziliang. However, Ji Ziliang was obviously alive but refused to return to the Ji family. I am afraid that it was not only guilt, but also escape. Just like he knew why Ji Yanzheng lost his memory, he chose to hide it.

"Then... do you want to invite him to Yangcheng together? Grandpa would be very happy to see him, right?" Chu Weilan saw that he was still standing by the door and refused to come over, so he jumped out of the bed and walked towards him.
Chapter completed!