Chapter 118 Mrs. Song's Shock

Xiang Zixi looked at Ji Yan curiously: "What did you want to say to me just now?"

Ji Yan seemed to wake up from a dream. He suddenly loosened Xiang Zixi's shoulder and said in a panic, "No, it's nothing!"

"You are so strange today! Isn't it a fever?" Wink your eyes at Zixi, stand up straight, reach out and gently cover Ji Yan's forehead, and then try your temperature: "It's normal! Let's go to dinner!"

Clap your hands to Zixi and turn around to leave.

Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed by Ji Yan. Before she could react, she was suddenly pulled back by a force!

Before Xiang Zixi could react, he had bumped into a strong embrace.

"Ji Yan...?" Xiang Zixi suddenly didn't know what to do. When she usually fought with him, she didn't feel embarrassed at all. But now Ji Yan is so strange, his eyes are also strange, his behavior is even more strange, and he doesn't have a fever. What's wrong?

Ji Yan gently hugged Xiang Zixi, put his chin on her shoulder, and replied in a muffled voice: "Nothing, I just suddenly feel that life is a little boring, so lend me your shoulder!"

When Xiang Zixi heard the words, she couldn't laugh or cry. She reached out and kept beating Ji Yan on the back, and said with tears and smiles, "Hey! It seems that you are really sick! He actually took the initiative to ask me for comfort. Tell me, have you been hit hard? Then do you need my spiritual magic doctor to enlighten you? Let me guess, which beautiful woman dumped you? Or have you been forced to do that?"

Ji Yan replied sullenly, "Yes, yes, I have been dumped by you countless times!" You don't even look at me, and you only have that boy Jin Haoxuan in your eyes!"

"Ah, really!" Xiang Zixi pushed away Ji Yan and angrily stretched out his finger to poke Ji Yan's chest: "Can't you be serious once? I'm really convinced. How can I have such an unscrupulous friend!"

Looking at Xiang Zixi's gritting teeth, Ji Yan smiled gently.

That's all right, as long as you can stay with her and see her smile every day, what else do you want? After all, Jin Haoxuan was one step ahead of herself and settled into her heart!

Ji Yan stretched out his hand and put his hand on Zixi's shoulder: "Just burn incense! There are no friends who want me to stab my brothers and sisters like me! Look at me, for the sake of your career, I left a beautiful woman and ran around with you to such a strange place. You still don't know how to be grateful!"

Xiang Zixi turned his head and looked up at Ji Yan, who was holding his shoulder. He smiled as sweetly as he could be: "Yes, yes, how dare I not accept it? I will definitely give you a big red envelope when you get married in the future! Well, anyway, you are still a member of my private house. Are you so wronged to accompany me on a business trip as the host?

Ji Yan raised his fist: "Let's beat your ass again!"

He leaned up unwillingly to show weakness, and his eyes stared down at his Ji Yan fiercely: "How dare you!"

Ji Yan smiled gently, slowly loosened his fist, and said helplessly, "Yes, how dare I? You are the eldest sister, and you have the final say!"

"Just know!" Xiang Zixi made a grimace at Ji Yan: "Let's go out for dinner!" Although we are very sorry, we have already bothered others and said that we can't give some gifts!"

Ji Yan nodded and pointed to the green lotus hairpin on Zixi's head and said, "Just send this!"

"Don't even try to hit my green lotus!" Xiang Zixi made a grimace at Ji Yan and turned to prepare a gift.

When everything was ready, Ji Yan opened his umbrella, took an umbrella with Xiang Zixi, and walked to the house where Master Song lived.

The rain in the sky is much smaller, fine and dense, like cow hair, endless. The small space under the umbrella only belongs to those two people.

Ji Yan held an umbrella and tilted to the top of the other party's head as much as possible. His eyes glanced at her uncontrollably. Looking at her beautiful side face, he couldn't help sighing in the bottom of his heart.

Sooner or later, he and Jin Haoxuan will have a fight. Whether it is because of his identity as the king of killers or something else, even if it is a temporary truce, it is only for the current situation. The battle between himself and the other party is inevitable. Therefore, don't let her know what she is like. In this way, even if she dies under Jin Haoxuan's hands or Jin Haoxuan dies in her own hands in the future, it will not add a burden on her psychology.

The room where Xiang Zixi and Ji Yan lived was not very far from Master Song's house, so they only took a few steps to get there.

Ji Yan put away the umbrella, put it in the corridor, and followed Xiang Zixi slowly to the Song family's restaurant.

Gently opened the door and saw Master Song sitting on the head, holding a small teapot as usual, and immediately walked up quickly and said with a smile, "Master Song, the little gift is not respectable. Please don't refuse!"

Xiang Zixi slowly put the gift in her hand on the table.

Master Song echoed and slowly raised his head, but jumped up from his seat in horror, pointed to Zixi and opened his mouth wide, without saying a word for a long time.

"You...you..." Master Song pointed to Zixi in horror, but he couldn't go on.

Xiang Zixi looked at Master Song in surprise and looked down at himself. Is that okay? The clothes are very clean and good. I just washed my face and it's not dirty. But why does Master Song have this expression?

Ji Yan, who came in behind Xiang Zixi, was also puzzled. After looking at Xiang Zixi's body, he looked at Master Song fixedly. Obviously, he did not understand why he had this reaction.

At this moment, there was a small sound of footsteps outside, followed by a tired voice: "It's really frustrating! If it weren't for my son, I really don't want to come back to this family!"

Xiang Zixi slowly turned around and saw an old woman in a dark green coat and a khaki dress coming in from outside with an umbrella held by the help of a woman.

Looking at her dress and behavior, it should be the wife of the Song family, right?

Sure enough, Qingcui, who was still outside, saw the lady, quickly stepped forward to support the lady, and said anxiously, "Madam, you are back!" Young master and young lady heard that you have gone back to your mother's house. Why don't you send me over and have a look? If you don't come back, I don't know how to reply to the young master and grandma!"

Mrs. Song snorted coldly, "Huh! Why did I go back to my mother's house? Isn't it the old immortal who has a good day, but suddenly think about getting a concubine?"

Xiang Zixi flashed to the door and greeted Mrs. Song in. After the other party came in, she smiled and said, "Goodby, Mrs. Song!"

Mrs Song didn't notice that there were outsiders at home at all, so she inadvertently raised her eyes and looked at Xiang Zixi standing next to her.

It doesn't matter. Mrs. Song's eyes suddenly opened wide, and her mouth also opened wide, looking at Xiang Zixi with a frightened face!

Xiang Zixi looked at why Mrs. Song looked at herself with such an exaggerated expression like Master Song, and couldn't help saying, "What's wrong with me?"

And the woman who followed Mrs. Song in screamed even more after seeing Xiang Zixi: "Auntie!"

Auntie? What aunt?

Xiang Zixi is even more confused!

Ji Yan pulled Xiang Zixi, pulled her behind him, and said with a smile, "Mrs. Song, it's really presumptuous, because of the sudden rain, our brothers and sisters have nowhere to hide from the rain. So I take the liberty to disturb you, because I didn't change my clothes, so I borrowed two clothes from your house.

Master Song slowly came to his senses and said in a trembling voice, "Like! It's so similar!"

Mrs Song staggered to her seat, sat down, and looked at Zixi with a pale face.

No matter how dull Xiang Zixi is, he knows that all the problems are probably caused by this suit of clothes. Is this suit called aunt? But why are they so shocked?

Qingcui, like a child who did something wrong, quickly knelt in front of Mrs. Song and said, "Madam, it's not good. Qingcui couldn't find the right clothes for a moment, so she went to her aunt's room to find this dress. Please punish me!"

The shocked expression on Mrs. Song's face had not subsided. She stared at Xiang Zixi standing at the door, but said, "Okay, it's all over. What's there to be afraid of! It's just a dead person. What's the surprise!"

The dead person? Xiang Zixi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. This dress will not be left by a dead person, will it? Thinking of this, Xiang Zixi suddenly felt that the suit on her body was very uncomfortable, like a light on her back.

He pulled Ji Yan's fingers and whispered, "Ji Yan, don't you think the people in this family are very strange?"

"Yes, it's really weird!" Ji Yan replied in a low voice, "What? Are you interested again?"

"No way! I can't wait to leave right away! If it weren't for this damn rain, I would go now!" Xiang Zixi rolled his eyes and said, "This family is probably a monster, and they actually put me in a dead man's clothes!" Although I don't care much about these, it's very unlucky, okay?"

Ji Yan smiled and said, "Hear with it. Let's leave when the rain stops!"

Xiang Zixi looked at Ji Yan with a smile. Master Song and Mrs. Song sitting on it finally came to their senses: "Please sit down! You're welcome!"

"Thank you!" Xiang Zixi thanked Ji Yan at the same time and slowly sat opposite Mrs. Song. Facing Mrs. Song's glance like a searchlight, Xiang Zixi could only continue to pretend to smile, but she protested loudly in her heart: What are you looking at? Can you see the money again?

Ji Yan glanced at Master Song and Mrs. Song and said to himself, this should not be the bureau of those people, right? But it's not a bad thing to be careful.