Chapter 35 Fulfilling Your Wife's Obligations is Your Responsibility
It's so soft, as soft and chewy as jelly.
Touching and touching, Ji Xiuran couldn't help lowering his head. Before he touched the girl's soft lips, the cell phone placed next to her ear suddenly rang an ear-piercing ringtone. Before Zhao Ningchu woke up, Ji Xiuran stood up straight in panic.
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His face returned to its usual indifference.
Zhao Ningchu reached for her mobile phone, raised it and looked at the phone notes. It was a private detective. She sat up suddenly, answered the phone and asked eagerly: "How is it? Is there any result?"
"Sorry, Miss Zhao."
Zhao Ningchu asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
"I can't find it, and it's really difficult to find it just based on the blurry photo, so I give up on this one!"
When Zhao Ningchu heard this, he became very angry: "Why do you give up? In order for you to find this person, I gave you all my belongings, and now you are telling me that I can't find him?"
"As for the fee you paid, we will refund you half of it in accordance with the contract."
"You, are there any of you who do things like this?"
Zhao Ningchu was furious.
There was silence on the other side of the phone for a while before he spoke: "Ms. Zhao, please listen to my advice. You should stop looking for this person. It won't do you any good."
"What do you mean?"
"That's all I can say, I'll let the money go to your card!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.
Zhao Ningchu looked at the hung up phone and was so angry that she was filled with rage.
She looked at Ji Xiuran who didn't know when he would come back, and was stunned: "You, when did you come?"
"What? I need to inform you about my office before I come?"
Zhao Ningchu was embarrassed: "No, that's not what I meant!"
Ji Xiuran ignored her and walked directly towards the desk.
Zhao Ningchu saw this and called him out.
"Ji Xiuran."
Ji Xiuran turned to glance at him and said with an indifferent expression: "Is something wrong?"
Zhao Ningchu stood up and came to the opposite side of Ji Xiuran. He suddenly felt that he didn't know how to speak.
"me……"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ji Xiuran.
"If you want me to let you go, then just shut it up."
"No, it's not this, it's something else."
"explain."
"I would like to ask you to help me find someone. With your connections, I will definitely be able to find him."
When Ji Xiuran heard this, he turned to look at her: "Oh? What good can I do?"
Zhao Ningchu froze and stammered: "I, you, I only have tens of thousands of dollars on me now, and I hired a private detective before, so..."
Ji Xiuran took over what she said.
"You think I'm short of money?"
Zhao Ningchu raised her eyes and looked at him. He didn't want money, but all she had with her now was money.
"Then what do you want? Otherwise, I'll treat you to dinner?"
Ji Xiuran suddenly leaned over and whispered in her ear.
As the man's words settled, Zhao Ningchu's cheeks suddenly turned red. She blushed and pushed Ji Xiuran away.
"shameless."
Ji Xiuran looked at the blushing girl in front of him and was not annoyed. He said slowly: "You are my wife, and it is your responsibility to fulfill your wife's obligations. But I don't like to force others. If you don't want to, forget it."
After saying that, he snapped the laptop shut, picked up his coat and walked out.
Zhao Ningchu watched Ji Xiuran walk out, and without thinking, she hurried after him and grabbed his wrist.
Ji Xiuran looked at the little hand that grabbed his wrist and remained silent, as if waiting for Zhao Ningchu's next words.
After a while, Zhao Ningchu finally spoke: "Deal."
Hearing Zhao Ningchu say these two words, Ji Xiuran's face suddenly turned gloomy.
He looked down at Zhao Ningchu, his eyes not hiding his anger at all.
How dare she agree so simply.
Ji Xiuran was extremely angry and laughed back: "Haha, Zhao Ningchu, you really surprised me."
Zhao Ningchu froze and subconsciously let go of his wrist: "You..."
Before the next words could be said, Ji Xiuran interrupted him directly and said, "Would anyone else propose such a condition, you would agree to it."
Ji Xiuran's uncertain mood made Zhao Ningchu feel at a loss. Before she could speak, Ji Xiuran's deep voice came again: "Zhao Ningchu, why are you so mean?"
These words were like a dagger, stabbing directly into Zhao Ningchu's heart. The pain caused all the blood on his face to disappear.
She raised her eyes and glared at the man in front of her.
"You fool me!"
Ji Xiuran snorted coldly and ignored her. Instead, he grabbed her, turned around, pressed her against the car door, and stared at her with evil eyes.
Zhao Ningchu was so frightened by Ji Xiuran's behavior that she suddenly woke up. This man was just testing her and had no intention of helping her at all.
Zhao Ningchu reached out and pushed him away, shouting loudly: "Ji Xiuran, you are an out-and-out bastard."
After saying that, he turned around and ran towards the door of the office.
As soon as she ran to the door, Ji Xiuran grabbed her wrist and dragged her directly to the lounge.
Zhao Ningchu struggled: "Ji Xiuran, you bastard, let me go."
"Let you go. Let go. Do you want to beg others?"
"You crazy person!"
"Zhao Ningchu, did you beg that wild man in the same way that day at the Charming Golden Seat?"
When Zhao Ningchu heard her humiliating words, her tears fell uncontrollably. She ignored the pain in her wrist and struggled hard: "Ji Xiuran, you lunatic."
Ji Xiuran's eyes were scarlet, and the veins on his temples were bulging due to anger. He gritted his teeth and said: "Crazy? You know I'm a crazy person and you still marry me. You can't be normal."
That night was like a thorn in Ji Xiuran's heart. Even if Zhao Ningchu was taught a lesson, the thorn would never go away.
On the other hand, over time, it will become so deeply ingrained that not only cannot it be removed, but it cannot be touched.
At this moment, Ji Xiuran only had one thought in her mind, which was to lock up Zhao Ningchu and not allow her to go out to find anyone.
Zhao Ningchu struggled hard: "Ji Xiuran, let me go first. I won't ask you to help me, and I won't ask anyone else.
Please, please let me go."
While talking, Zhao Ningchu sat directly on the ground, holding Ji Xiuran's feet with one hand, crying and shouting but not following him.
She had already experienced the terror of this man once, and she didn't want to experience it a second time.
Ji Xiuran had a gloomy face and looked down at the embarrassed girl sitting on the ground. Then he slowly squatted down and reached out to gently wipe the tears on her cheeks.
"You shouldn't have angered me."
Zhao Ningchu didn't care whether he was wrong or not. In order to hold on to his immediate life, he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I was wrong. I won't do it again in the future."
"Zhao Ningchu, I don't believe what you said,"
"Then, how can you trust me?"
"I want your promise!"
Zhao Ningchu looked up at him blankly, forgetting to cry for a moment.
Ji Xiuran raised his eyebrows: "Why? Not willing?"
Zhao Ningchu didn't even think about it and quickly shook her head: "I am willing. I will give you a guarantee. You can make whatever guarantee you want."
She was really psychologically affected by Ji Xiuran's uncertainty.
"Promise you will never lie to me again."
Zhao Ningchu nodded, looked up at him, and said without thinking: "Okay, I promise you, if I lie to you, I, Zhao Ningchu, will not die well."
When Ji Xiuran got a satisfactory answer, a smile appeared on his lips. He squatted in front of the girl and held her cheek with his hand.
"So is it now time for you to fulfill your obligations?"
Before Zhao Ningchu could react, Ji Xiuran lowered his head.
Holding his red lips that he thought about day and night.