亚洲人成伊人成综合网中文

In a private room in the Black Five Club.

After Song Zhizhi had finished speaking, Ji Baijian and Yin Qin both stared at her in silence, making her feel a little uncomfortable. She tried to act normal. “I’ve said all I wanted to say.”

The corners of Ji Baijian’s mouth seemed to curl up for an instant. “Hmm,” he responded.

“No thoughts or comments?” Song Zhizhi asked.

“Nope.”

“What is your attitude on this?” Song Zhizhi could not figure out Ji Baijian at all.

“I’m going to watch you put on a show with great interest,” replied Ji Baijian.

Song Zhizhi sometimes felt like she would die from anger just by talking to Ji Baijian.

“Okay. I’ll be going then,” she said.

They had nothing to say to each other anyway.

“Wait,” Ji Baijian suddenly called out to her.

That did surprise Song Zhizhi. She was not expecting Ji Baijian to grace her with his precious words.

“I didn’t drive here. Give me a ride back,” Ji Baijian stated bluntly.

Song Zhizhi rolled her eyes.

She nodded and led the way.

Ji Baijian followed after her.

When Song Zhizhi opened the door of the private room, a waiter was just about to enter the room to deliver drinks, so Song Zhizhi almost ran into him. She instinctively took a big step back, her body staggering a little. She thought someone would offer her support from behind, but the person behind her had actually retreated further than she had.

She frowned and glared at Ji Baijian, “Would it kill you to offer me a little support?”

“I have my purity to think about,” Ji Baijian answered seriously.

“…” What freaking purity did he have?

As if she had not touched every inch of his body already!

Ji Baijian felt his hair stand on end from Song Zhizhi’s gaze. “Aren’t we leaving?” he asked coldly.

Song Zhizhi walked out, speechless.

Yin Qin looked at the two figures leaving the room with a meaningful smile on his face.

When they were seated in Song Zhizhi’s car, she asked, “Where do you want to go?”

“Home.”

Neither of them spoke anymore after that.

The air was so quiet that it was getting suffocating. Song Zhizhi took a deep breath and said, “I’ll need your help when I deliver the woman to Yi Wenhan. The best place I could think of to carry out the plan is the Four Seasons International Hotel, your family’s property.”

“Mm.” Ji Baijian nodded. It seemed as if he knew what Song Zhizhi wanted him to do without needing her to explain too much.

Song Zhizhi spoke no further. She sent Ji Baijian home, then went back to the Song residence.

There were not a lot of people in the living room. Qin Ciling had a habit of taking afternoon naps, so she had probably retreated to rest after lunch. Nie Wenzhi was naturally not at the living room either because she would definitely go take care of Qin Ciling. Her father should have gone upstairs to rest too. Nie Xiaofei was the only one still in the living room. She was looking at her phone on the sofa.

Seeing Song Zhizhi return, she quickly greeted her. “Where have you been, sis?”

“I went to find Ji Baijian.” Song Zhizhi knew that Nie Xiaofei must be awaiting her return for a reason. She decided to wait and see.

“What does he think of the news?” Nie Xiaofei asked eagerly.

“What else?” Song Zhizhi sighed, “I was given the cold-shoulder treatment.”

“You can’t really blame Ji Baijian. No man would be fine with something like this,” Nie Xiaofei comforted her. “Then what are you going to do next?”

“Don’t know,” Song Zhizhi replied helplessly, “I’ll take things as they come.”

“Actually, you don’t need to be so adamant on marrying Ji Baijian. Weren’t things going well between you and Yi Wenhan before? Your sudden transformation is so hard for all of us to accept,” Nie Xiaofei said, a little aggrieved, “I feel like I barely even know you anymore.”

Song Zhizhi secretly sneered.

‘It must be hard for you guys to get used to, now that I’m not doing everything you say.’

Song Zhizhi said, “I’m doing this for our family. You’ll understand in the future. I’m happy to sacrifice myself for the sake of the entire Song family. Sorry, I’m a bit tired, I’m going back to my room to rest.”

With that, Song Zhizhi went back to her room without paying any more attention to Nie Xiaofei.

Looking at Song Zhizhi’s back, Nie Xiaofei’s face was grim.

She could not even figure out what Song Zhizhi was thinking anymore, let alone try to sway her thoughts. How in the world could someone change so much in such a short amount of time?

She went upstairs to look for her mother in frustration.

Nie Wenzhi put Qin Ciling to bed before following Nie Xiaofei to Nie Xiaofei’s room and closing the door.

“Mom, Song Zhizhi has completely changed. She won’t listen to anything I say at all,” Nie Xiaofei complained.

“She won’t even listen to anything I say, let alone you,” Nie Wenzhi frowned, “Song Zhizhi has indeed changed.”

“Then what do we do? Even though she’s being criticized, the Song family are all still supportive of her. I’m just worried that with how tough Song Zhizhi is now, Uncle Song might use his power to help Song Zhizhi marry into the Ji family! Mom, I’m the one who should be the Ji family’s first daughter-in-law! I’m sick of being looked down on by other people!” Nie Xiaofei cried.

“Enough!” Nie Wenzhi was upset, “Did you ask Song Zhizhi where she went like I asked you to?”

“I did. She said she went to look for Ji Baijian, but Ji Baijian gave her the cold shoulder,” Nie Xiaofei said with contempt.

Nie Wenzhi frowned. “The Ji family will certainly not accept Song Zhizhi so easily. No matter what, for Song Zhizhi to have a relationship with another man while she had a marriage agreement was a disgraceful thing. The Ji family definitely wouldn’t just accept it quietly. What I’m afraid of is Song Shan forcefully marrying Song Zhizhi into the Ji’s anyway if Song Zhizhi asks for it.”

“So now do we do? Uncle Song has always indulged Song Zhizhi in every way.”

“We must make more noise” said Nie Wenzhi.

Nie Xiaofei looked at her mother expectantly.

“Don’t blame your stepmother for being cruel, Song Zhizhi! There’s only one way disobedient kids will end up!” said Nie Wenzhi.

“Mom, are you going to…” Nie Xiaofei asked excitedly.

“No, Song Zhizhi is still useful to your brother,” said Nie Wenzhi, “After so many years, I’ve realized one thing — Song Shan really dotes on Song Zhizhi. We can make use of this. It’ll be really helpful for us in the future.”

“Mm,” Nie Xiaofei nodded, “I’ll do whatever you say, mom.”

A trace of malice flashed across Nie Wenzhi’s eyes. The corners of her mouth curled up sinisterly.