Ji Rufeng didn't know why he suddenly had this idea, but Zhao Wei looked at Zhao Jian with his eyes that really didn't look like an ordinary father.

He looked down at Zhao Jian. Zhao Jian smiled like a bright smile, not like a madman, but Zhao Weizheng, with a dull and distorted face, and he really looked like a madman.

"Hmph, I'll tell your grandfather in a while, let him discipline you well!"

"What are you? You dare to help my grandfather?"

"you……"

Zhao Weizheng is not a clever and eloquent person. He only talks about spending money and verbal coaxing others to follow him. At this time, Zhao Jian's angry face turned black and red, but he didn't say a word.

He asked Zhao Jin to give a birthday gift and prepared to pass by the few people.

Zhao Jian said again: "What did you take? Who prepared it? Don't send anything dirty to our house."

Zhao Wei was getting angry again. He walked over a few steps, raised his hand and slapped Zhao Jian in the face, "Since you can't speak, I'll teach you well today."

He had long been hollowed out by the wine and his strength was not great, but his palm was pinned before it even landed on Zhao Jian's face.

Zhao Wei was looking up when he saw Ji Rufeng looking at him with a smile. Seeing him looking over, he said, "I see that the weather in Edinburgh is very cool, and Mr. Zhao is so angry."

Compared to Zhao Jian, Ji Rufeng's voice was less cold and ironic, and it was as gentle as this erotic wind.

Zhao Weizheng frowned, "Who are you?"

Ji Rufeng suddenly remembered that Zhao Weili had asked the same question when he was in Nanjiang. At that time, Zhao Jian's answer was quite interesting. He smiled and said, "Is Mr. Zhao's eyes bad? I heard that the medical level here is good, otherwise Mr. Zhao would go for a test first, so he could see clearly that Ji is not a thing, but a human being, A Jian's... a man!"

He hugged Zhao Jian, and after saying that, he kissed her on Faxuan, with gentle eyes.

Zhao Jian also thought it was fun, so he actually took what she said to Zhao Weili and said it to Zhao Weizheng.

Zhao Wei was indeed angry and pointed his finger at the two of them. Just when Ji Rufeng thought he would scold a man and a woman, his hands trembled and said, "Dream! I will never admit you!"

Ji Rufeng smiled slightly and looked down at Zhao Jian, "Do you need him to admit it?"

Zhao Jian shook his head, "No need."

She just needs to admit it.

The two looked at each other and laughed, but Zhao Weizheng almost fainted from anger. He was supported by Zhao Jin, but he threw him away and raised his foot to walk in. It seemed that he had to make trouble for the old man.

"Don't try my best. Even if you go to see my grandfather, my grandfather will not be as crazy as you and push me into the fire pit."

"What kind of fire pit!" Zhao Weizheng refused to admit that the baron he had chosen was a fire pit carefully selected for Zhao Jian. He still shouted, as if he was the greatest father, "I'm for your own good. How many people can't even be a bauble?"

"You are so rare, then you can do it."

“…”

Zhao Wei's righteous nose was crooked, and he raised his hand and slapped Zhao Jian again, "Bastard!"

Zhao Jian didn't blink, and watched Ji Rufeng pinch Zhao Weizheng's wrist without any effort. At this time, even though Ji Rufeng had a good temper, he also had a little anger in his eyes. He didn't expect that Zhao Jian would live such a life in the Zhao family where he was slapped at any time and anywhere.

With a "click", Zhao Wei screamed.
Chapter completed!