President's Substitute Wife

Chapter 68

In this moment, I was beaten back to reality.

All the delusions, because this little pill was beaten back to its original shape.

I hang my eyes, strongly suppress the bitterness in my heart, pretending to pick up the pills and the water cup as if nothing had happened. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Want to drink quickly, but the hand holding the cup is shaking.

I had no choice but to put the pill into my mouth and drink it with two hands holding a water cup.

Fortunately, Ji Qingxuan didn't turn on the light during the whole process.

He can't see my loss and sadness.

I drank the medicine and calmed down for a while. Then I pretended to be indifferent and alienated and said, "I've drunk the medicine. Mr. Ji can rest assured that I won't be pregnant with your child. Can you go now?"

But Ji Qingxuan didn't go.

He's standing right next to me.

I thought he was afraid I'd fake the medicine.

In order to prove that I had taken the medicine, I raised my head and drank all the water in the cup. I put the cup in front of him and looked up at him. "Mr. Ji, I swear, I really drank the medicine."

But Ji Qingxuan looked at me, and the result was a water cup.

It was so dark that I couldn't see his eyes clearly, but at last I heard him say, "sorry, it's not the time for you to be pregnant."

Then he turned and took the cup back to the kitchen.

I waited for a while, Ji Qingxuan didn't seem to want to leave.

I asked him, "when is Mr. Ji going to leave?"

"I'm not going." Ji Qingxuan's answer is "we are husband and wife, don't we live together?"

"Mr. Ji, this is my house. Is Mr. Ji going to be a burden? Or Optimus group crisis, you can't even afford a house

I try to keep my tone cold and distant.

Because only in this way can I put myself farthest away from him.

He's thousands of miles away.

Ji Qingxuan would sit on the sofa in the living room, and would have been sending e-mail to his laptop. Hearing what I said, he would sit up straight, look at me and ask, "what kind of house do you like? I'll buy it for you, or If you don't like it, I'll buy you a piece of land and build it for you. "

When I heard this, I wanted to laugh.

"Isn't Ji always saying that to everyone?"

Last time I heard this for a long time, but I remember it clearly.

I remember when Qin CI asked Qin Jiameng if he didn't live with Ji Qingxuan, Fan Yu said that Ji Qingxuan had said the same thing to Qin Jiameng.

"You are my wife."

Ji Qingxuan did not prove the answer, but he has also answered.

I look at Ji Qingxuan sitting on the sofa and feel for a moment that this man is too good at telling lies. He is so good at both sides. How can a person like me be his opponent?

In order to force him to give way, I walked up to him, bowed my head and said, "Ji always doesn't want to be good with me. I'll be Mrs. Ji honestly. You can say goodbye?"

"That's not..."

"Well, if you agree to my terms, I'll be Mrs. Ji honestly. As long as you need me, I'll do it all my life and listen to you all my life."

I didn't let him go at all.

But I say so, Ji Qingxuan looks up at me, gets up a way, "you say."

"I want you to take out the evidence you have, and then tell the outside that I was innocent of the previous two things, and the culprit is Qin Jiameng. She did all the things! And the death of Chen Hui! "

Although I am not sure, but I believe Ji Qingxuan is not a fool at the mercy of others.

There must be evidence of Qin Jiameng's crime in his hands.

Including the information I didn't send out and the phone call I didn't make in Qin Jiameng's mobile phone before I was in prison.

It was only later that Lu Qiaoyu told me that he suspected that my mobile phone had been copied.

Ji Qingxuan listened to my words, a second good expression, the next second overcast down, only dropped three words, "impossible."

Cold.

No.

"You see, you love Qin Jiameng so deeply that you don't even want the principle, but you are entangled with me. It's not torture. What is it?"

I look up, eyes staring at Ji Qingxuan black eyes, courage, "as a woman, I just want a love my husband, but if my husband is you, this dream is extravagant."

"Qin Jiaqi..."

"Mr. Ji, let me remind you for the last time that Qin Jiameng is the murderer who killed Chen Hui. Although Chen Hui is just a worker, you can make up for the money that Chen Hui's wife can't earn in her ten lives, but you can never change the fact that the three children lost their fathers."

I finished, and went to bed.

Go to sleep.

I'm very disappointed with Ji Qingxuan.

After that day, although Ji Qingxuan occasionally came to my home, he and I were strangers.I didn't even say a word.

I have sent my resume on the Internet, which is basically like a stone sinking into the sea, and I haven't even answered a few letters.

Occasionally, a few people call. The first sentence is to confirm whether I was Qin Jiaqi who framed my sister.

I don't know. It's such a small thing. Even Ji Yanhai and Qin CI could hide it.

But now all the companies in the industry know it.

I know. There must be a trick in the dark.

After two weeks of desperation in my job search, I finally turned to the part-time employees of fast food restaurants and coffee shops.

I found a few cafes.

Finally, I found a coffee shop in the CBD in the city center that paid me 20 yuan per hour, and there was an extra delivery fee of 5 yuan for delivery.

Although the money is not much, I don't want to be a useless rice bug.

Then I will look down on myself.

After I had a good time with the manager of the coffee shop and agreed to come to work next Monday, as soon as I got to the shop, I heard a voice, "a Mocha, hurry up."

I recognized angel's voice.

Turning around, I saw angel standing in front of the counter, her face was not very good, and the whole person looked haggard.

Seeing her, I couldn't help thinking of Lu Qiaoyu. He had the cheek to say hello to her.

When she saw me, she rolled a big white eye, "Qin Jiaqi, how can I see you everywhere?"

In a word, I guess Yufeng design is in trouble.

I don't care what she said to me. I asked her what happened.

Angie didn't want to tell me at first.

I have a hot face and a cold butt, and I haven't made coffee for a long time, so she finally told me.

Only then did I know that the current Yufeng design is not an accident, but basically on the verge of bankruptcy.

The fuse is Chen Hui.

The room where Chen Hui died was a private house. The customer didn't know where to learn that Chen Hui died in that room. He was so angry that he asked Lu Qiaoyu for compensation.

He said that the house was too dead to live in. He wanted to find Lu Qiaoyu to buy the house at the market price, otherwise he would take Yufeng design to court.