Double Chance [Reunion]

[The next book will open "Stealing the Clear Sky"~] Copywriting of this article Reunion after a Broken Mirror｜Beijing Circle｜Reunion at the Beginning It was night, Ji Qu tried hard on the password lock, but all error messages came out. When the door opened from the inside, Meng Ci put on a silk pajamas. Ji Qu glanced around the room and handed out the medicine bag when he didn't see anyone else. Meng Ci didn't even raise her eyelids: "I've been given the medicine. Thank you, Mr. Ji, for your concern." Ji Qu didn't respond and unceremoniously bypassed Meng Ci and entered the house. Regardless of Meng Ci's resistance, Ji Qu used all his strength to clean the wounds on Meng Ci's body that had been smeared with medicine. After applying the medicine, of course Ji Qu didn't leave. It was late at night and it was not like he had nothing to do. In the darkness, Ji Qu whispered in her ear: "Do you want to discuss right or wrong, or do you want to be happy?" When Ji Qu woke up the next morning, he happily prepared a table full of breakfast. Meng Ci still looked cold and said that he had a problem and was prone to hypoglycemia. Just as Ji Qu hurriedly stood up to find some candy, Meng Ci lightly threw a beautifully handmade red gift box to the corner of the table. Ji Qu looked familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen him before. "Don't you remember Mr. Ji?" Meng Ci couldn't help but feel funny when she saw Ji Qu frowning and thinking, "Is this your engagement candy, or was it given to me by your fiancée?" / The middle of winter. The most popular temple in Sijiu City is cleared as usual every month. The Ji family arrived at dawn, and it was completely dark. Ji Qushang Wanxiang slipped out on the pretext of smoking and escaped the lengthy lecture session. Meng Ci was placed in the courtyard next door by him. When he found her, she was sitting at a mottled stone table under an ancient tree in a daze. Her unpainted face was as plain and elegant as the snow covering the mountains in the distance. Ji Qu approached and took out the red satin she was holding in her hand. Meng Ci looked up and his figure was reflected in the dark pupils. "What is this for?" "The little master gave it to me, it's amazing." Looking up at the tree full of red silk, Ji Qu smiled: "Ask the Buddha... Beg me instead." Meng Ci rested her chin on the back of her right hand: "Are you more effective than Buddha?" Ji Qu took off the newly scented sandalwood bracelet and put it on Meng Ci's hand. His slender wrist was a little unable to hold it on, so he pinched the tender flesh on it that clung to the thin bones. "I am the Buddha with mercy." "But I'm different." "Please, please, I can do something that is harmful to the world." —— "Stealing the Sun" copywriting, please collect it~ Changyuan Group sponsors a group of needy students every year. The special thing is that it only selects female students. People joke that this is Mr. Jiang choosing a second wife for himself, and training her from scratch can be satisfactory. At the donation ceremony, Jiang Yi attended as the eldest son. She often felt bored during the period and walked out of the venue in a swagger. No one dared to stop her even though the ceremony was still in progress. After all, this man was known to have a bad temper. The inch-long scar at the end of his eye was due to Jiang Shoucheng's discipline. I originally thought of smoking in the stairwell to relieve my fatigue, but I didn't expect that the clean area had been occupied. A young woman with a good face was leaning against the wall and lighting a cigarette. Her movements revealed a skill that was inconsistent with her age. Unfortunately, the inferior lighter could not light up. "Borrow a fire?" The woman's voice was equally green, but her eyes were full of impatience. Jiang Yi smiled lazily, took out the fire from his suit pants and handed it over. "My fire is not cheap." "How much?" "You shouldn't be able to pay back." The cheap dress and accessories coupled with the really outstanding appearance must be the new Xiaomi brought by one of the bosses, Jiang Yi thought, because her father was very meticulous when inspecting the candidates for funding, and he hated others smoking. Taking the tobacco from the woman's lips, Jiang Yi put his hand on it and crushed it hard to wipe away the tacky color, then lowered his head and kissed it. That night, the woman said her name was Jasmine. When she woke up the next morning, the room was empty. Jiang Yi was used to being a promiscuous person. She was about to be sent abroad anyway, so there was nothing to regret. … See you again three years later. My aunt took her new uncle home to worship her ancestors. Before Jiang Yi entered the ancestral hall, she saw a woman standing next to her father from a distance. She was well-dressed. She probably found a suitable successor, Mrs. Jiang. "Dad." A sound called the two of them to look at each other. Jiang Yi was startled. The woman was actually Jasmine. The moment she saw him, she smiled sweetly. She looked so pure and gentle in her plain moon-colored cheongsam. Jiang Shoucheng put his hand on Jasmine's waist and hugged the vivid jasmine flower: "This is Miss Bai. Now you are managing the company for me. You also recognize me. We will have to deal with him in the future." Taking advantage of the time when everyone was gathering in the dining hall, Jiang Yi grabbed Jasmine, who was counting her belongings, to the back porch, and roughly pushed her against the pear pillar. "Are you playing with me? Miss Bai?" "What does Xiao Jiang always say? I don't understand." Even though her neck turned red when someone grabbed her, Jasmine still remained gentle and demure. "That night you said your name was Jasmine." "Yes, my real name is Jasmine." Jasmine curved her lips and smiled: "Or... Xiaojiang always wants to call me "Mom" in advance, and I don't mind." Concept: People have mouths just for talking