Chapter: 1794

Bai Yiyan played with the small gift from Chen Jiajia, and pushed open the bedroom door. Ji Yueze had already taken a shower, lying on the bed, flipping through the phone with his hand in his hand, and seeing her come in, his eyes darkened.

"What's in your hand?" Ji Yueze noticed with sharp eyes.

"It's a gift from Ms. Chen!" Bai Yiyan walked over and showed him the gift.

"This Yang Siyu really has a charismatic personality. Look at the fascination of you women. Are you trying to grab the market from me?" Ji Yueze joked.

Bai Yiyan couldn't help laughing: "Who makes your men less and less trustworthy, that's why women choose alternative love. I think Miss Yang is very good. It must be very easy to get along with her, and I won't be tired at all."

"I think her relationship with Chen Jiajia should be good, so don't think about poaching people's corners!" It was obviously a joke, but the two of them fought very seriously. Ji Yueze rolled over the quilt and got out of bed, and hugged her directly from behind: "Aren't you worried about me at all? Chen Jiajia looks good, aren't you afraid that I will be tempted by her?"

Bai Yiyan froze, and looked back at him: "Are you serious? Siyu is helping you so much, but you still want to rob someone's girlfriend? Are you still human?"

"Fool, I want to see you jealous." Ji Yueze found that Bai Yiyan misunderstood what he meant, and said quickly.

"I'm not jealous anymore. Every day I'm with you now seems to be stolen. I don't even have time to love you. How can I have time to be jealous?" Bai Yiyan murmured pessimistically like a poor little girl.

Ji Yueze couldn't bear to hurt her anymore. He hugged her tightly, turned her body, and stared at her reddish eye sockets: "Why are you becoming more and more like a child? I'm going to be a mother soon!"

"Ji Yueze, I like my current life very much, the life with you!" Bai Yiyan said with her face in his arms, choking.

"This kind of life will last forever!" Ji Yueze kissed her forehead lightly, promising.

Tang Youyou has already attended a few classes, and there is a catwalk show to watch in the evening. The schedule for the day is full, although it is tiring, but also fulfilling. Moreover, the master-level lectures can indeed benefit people a lot, and it is worth listening to.

The next day's itinerary has already begun. Tang Youyou set off from the hotel, escorted by bodyguards, all the way to the university where she was attending classes. The whole process was strictly guarded, and Tang Youyou also felt very safe.

There was a half-hour tea break in the afternoon. Tang Youyou was talking with several designers from all over the world. Suddenly, her bodyguard came over and whispered in her ear: "Miss Tang, there is a girl named Lan Meixi outside who wants to see you."

"Lan Meixi? I ??don't know anyone by that name." Tang Youyou immediately felt vigilant.

"She said she knew you, and she had something urgent to ask for your help, and she also said that you must help her once, she will be grateful." The bodyguard continued.

"Does she have a problem?" Tang Youyou asked.

The bodyguard replied: "She has checked her documents for us, and she is still an international student here, not like a terrorist."

Tang Youyou wondered, is it really her friend? But she has a good memory, and she really doesn't remember having a friend named Lan Meixi.

"There is a tea room next to it, please invite her to talk there." Tang Youyou heard that the other party said that there was an urgent matter, so she had no choice but to plan to meet this person. If there was really an urgent matter, she might really be able to help someone.

Tang Youyou said goodbye to her friend, and walked towards the tea room, and saw a timid girl, tightly grasping the strap of her backpack. After seeing her, she managed to squeeze out a smile, waved to her, and then introduced herself: "Miss Tang, I'm very presumptuous to disturb you, but I really can't find anyone else who can help me."

"Is that Miss Lan? Have we met?" Tang Youyou still looked at her defensively.

"No, it's the first time we've met. By the way, my name is Lan Meixi. I want to ask you for one thing. I hope you can help me. It may be easy for you, but for me, it is related to my life's happiness. If you help me, I will definitely repay this kindness in the future." Lan Meixi's beautiful and delicate face was full of nervousness.

"Oh, what can I help you with?" Tang Youyou looked at her, and found that her eyes were clear and sincere, not like a bad person.

"Well... I heard that your husband, Mr. Ji, has contacts with Vice President Ling Mofeng, so he must have Ling Mofeng's contact information. I... I was married to him by my grandfather, but I don't want to marry him. Can you help me tell him that he must call off the marriage, and let's not delay each other's happiness. He has never seen me, and he will definitely not like me. Miss Tang, please help me. I escaped from marriage now. My grandfather sent someone to arrest me. If you catch me , If I dare to run away again, he will break my leg." Lan Meixi's eyes were red as she spoke, showing that she was really helpless, and she explained the cause and effect clearly in one breath, and then she could only blink her tearful eyes, looking at Tang Youyou like a helpless little rabbit, begging for help.

Tang Youyou looked at her in astonishment, but she didn't expect this to be what she asked for.

"That... I don't know if my husband and the vice president have a personal relationship. Otherwise, I'll ask for you. Leave me your contact information. I'll call you when I'm done." Tang Youyou really wanted to cruelly refuse, because she didn't want to interfere with Ji Yanhan's communication with others, but the little face with tears in front of her was really hard to refuse.

Well, she is still soft-hearted.

"Really? Thank you so much, Ms. Tang, you are so kind. This is my contact number. Please, please pass the news to me, and let Ling Mofeng propose to divorce." Lan Meixi said while wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, looking relieved. JrNovels.com