Song Jia's heart softened and her voice softened: "Zhisu, don't do this, we will definitely find the murderer. I will go over to He Siyi in the afternoon and bail her out. I knew you wouldn't be cruel to her.
, I just pulled Ye Lancheng’s tiger skin to make her remember a little bit longer.”
"Beauty, you are so kind." An Zhisu's face finally showed relief.
Song Jiaren said quietly: "Come on, I'm so kind. You haven't married someone else yet."
"Throughout the ages, concubines have always been favored." An Zhisu comforted her.
Song Jiaren cried: "I am originally the wife and the first wife, okay?"
An Zhisu chuckled: "Touch your head, I will love you forever." "Go away, I believe you are evil." Song Jiaren pulled her hair angrily, opened the tablet, and started to check the news. She was happy after a while.
He said: "Haha, Yang Xi's incident has affected Anshi Group's stock. It's amazing. Ye Lancheng is just as good as Ye Lancheng. I give this operation 100 points.
I’m not afraid of him being proud at all.”
An Zhisu was confused when he heard this: "Didn't you and Xia Jingze do this operation?" "I'm afraid you have become a fool. The most we can do is smear Yang Xi and ruin her reputation. How can we shake a listed group?
stocks? Who do you think Yang Xi is? It’s just a scandal involving a department director, not your father’s. It’s obvious that Ye Lancheng did something
By some means, An's Group's stock price fluctuated slightly." Song Jiaren said in a particularly speechless tone.
An Zhisu's mind suddenly turned around, and he suddenly remembered how Ye Lancheng was busy in front of the computer. Could it be that he was busy with An's Group stocks?
"Beautiful lady, is it illegal for Ye Lancheng to manipulate An's Group's stock market like this?" An Zhisu asked weakly.
"Ouch." Song Jiaren was surprised: "I didn't expect that you, a legal illiterate, would sometimes understand the law. Isn't that illegal? If he is caught, there are several crimes under the Economic Law that can be pinned on him.
"
An Zhisu:......
An Zhisu bit his lip, worried... "Okay, stop worrying about others. How can Ye Lancheng, the CEO of a consortium, do it himself? He just talks and has many traders doing the work for him. You
You should think about how to explain last night to him, he was more worried about you than anyone else last night." Song Jiaren thought with her toes.
Doan Zhisu's current expression.
An Zhisu groaned, feeling a little dizzy just thinking about it. She felt that her concussion was still unresolved. Song Jiaren really wanted to tell An Zhisu that Ye Lancheng had clearly investigated what happened five years ago, and even
She asked Xia Ning to join forces with her to investigate the case back then. But when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them and said instead: "You are husband and wife, Zhisu, you treat him too much as an outsider. This
It's not good for your relationship as husband and wife. Ye Lancheng is a person worth trusting, so don't keep rejecting him thousands of miles away."
An Zhisu understood what Song Jiaren meant, but Song Jiaren didn't understand her worries. She had no confidence in this marriage. She was afraid that she would hand herself over to Ye Lancheng. In the end, they would divorce and she would not be able to get her heart back.
After hanging up the phone with Song Jiaren, An Zhisu sat cross-legged in front of the French window. Ye Lancheng doted on her and protected her, but she had no confidence in their marriage. Whose problem is this?
Click!
When An Zhisu was thinking about this, the bedroom door was suddenly opened, and the familiar smell of Chinese medicine came into the air, which made An Zhisu wrinkle his nose.
Ye Lancheng came in with the hot medicine and frowned when he saw An Zhisu sitting on the ground: "Get up."
An Zhisu said, and stood up obediently. "When will this problem of yours change?" Ye Lancheng handed her the medicine bowl. Doctor Li said that her palace was cold and she couldn't be greedy for cold weather. Fortunately for her, she didn't like to go barefoot at home.
I just like to sit on the floor. Although there is a carpet, it can't keep the cold air from entering my body. I have said it many times and will not change it. Every time, Ye Lancheng
My hands are itchy and I want to hit someone.
An Zhisu stuck out his tongue, took the medicine bowl and did not dare to complain about the bitterness. Feeling that the temperature was just right, he drank it all in one gulp. After drinking, he turned the bowl upside down to show that he didn't have a drop left.
"It's a good thing but a bad thing." Ye Lancheng snorted indifferently.
He doesn't know yet that she does one thing in front of him and another behind his back.
An Zhisu let out a guilty hey, put the bowl on the table nearby, and then quickly found his slippers and put them on.
"Go and lie down on the bed, and I'll apply medicine to you." Ye Lancheng pointed to the soft bed.
An Zhisu looked confused: "Apply medicine? What medicine?"
Ye Lancheng:......
Ye Lancheng endured it again and again, silently reciting the Heart-Cleaning Mantra several times before he suppressed the urge to beat her, and said with a dark face: "You have bruises on your lower back. You have to rub it with medicinal wine every day, otherwise it will be difficult to heal.
"
Hearing this, An Zhisu touched her lower back, and then hissed in pain the next second. Damn it, if Ye Lancheng hadn't said anything, she wouldn't have felt any pain. Now that she thought about it, she immediately felt very painful.
.
The bruise on her lower back was caused by He Siyi hitting the ground. She had actually forgotten about it, and there was no one left.
Ye Lancheng had already taken out the safflower oil he had received from the hospital last night. An Zhisu lay on the bed obediently and consciously lifted up her clothes, revealing her slim waist without any fat.
"Ye Lancheng, please be gentle, I'm afraid of pain." An Zhisu reminded him by burying his face in the pillow.
Ye Lancheng snorted: "I didn't see you complaining about pain even after I fell down the stairs."
An Zhisu:......
Can't we just have a good chat? Aren't you afraid of losing your wife if you always put others down like this?
Although Ye Lancheng's mouth was a bit poisonous, when he really rubbed it for her, the force was reduced a lot and he didn't dare to use too much force.
An Zhisu's back trembled, it really hurt.
"Does it hurt?" Ye Lancheng's subordinate asked without stopping.
"Well, it hurts." An Zhisu looked aggrieved.
Ye Lancheng sneered: "Yeah."
An Zhisu punched the pillow angrily, she was probably having a fake husband.
Ye Lancheng's massage technique was pretty good, and the pain gradually became less painful. It was bearable, and An Zhisu relaxed. Thinking about what Song Jiaren said, she still couldn't help but said: "Ye Lancheng, don't do that next time."
Done."
"What kind?" Ye Lancheng didn't understand.
"Operation of Anshi Group's stock market." An Zhisu simply explained clearly, then paused and said, "I don't want you to get into trouble because of me."
"Ha..." A touch of indifferent arrogance escaped from Ye Lancheng's indifferent lips: "I, Ye Lancheng's Mrs. Ye, cannot be bullied by anyone. You'd better have this awareness as soon as possible, and don't be bullied by any cat or dog."
An Zhisu: ...If you don’t chat well, you can’t really be moved for more than three seconds. Song Jiaren is right, she is just worrying blindly. Who is Ye Lancheng, and can she leave opportunities for others to take advantage of her?