roccoschili Chapter 130 The Cowardly Wife Who Died Early 5
Chapter 130 The Cowardly Wife Who Died Early 5
Manor parking lot.
Jisung glanced at the time on his phone.
It's been an hour and Ji Zhili hasn't sent a message to let him in.
This is too abnormal. It is impossible that Ji Zhili has not replied to the message for such a long time.
No, there must be something wrong.
Jisung pushed open the car door, a dagger in the pocket of his black hoodie, and strode towards his home.
In the quiet manor, darkness enveloped most of the buildings, adding a bit of horror and weirdness to the already gloomy manor castle.
Ji Sheng suppressed his uneasiness and walked to the steps, but found that the door was not closed.
The lights were on, but there was no sign of anyone.
what's the situation?
Ji Sheng walked up the stairs lightly.
On the third floor is Ji Zhili's room, and Yu Jiao's room is just opposite Ji Zhili's room.
On the second floor is Ji Sheng's room.
Ji Sheng thought about it calmly. With Yu Jiao's personality and skills, she would definitely not be able to hurt Ji Zhili.
So, now the two of them have finished their discussion and are going back to sleep?
He slowly walked up to the third floor, but found that the light in Yu Jiao's room was on, but the light in Ji Zhili's room was not on.
Immediately afterwards he received a message from Ji Zhili.
Ji: Let’s go to bed. We’ll talk about that tomorrow.
Ji: Yu Jiao drank too much, so she went back first.
Ji: I'm going on a business trip soon. You should build a good relationship with Yu Jiao so that you can control her.
Jisung frowned and then went back to his room.
Sheng: Do we have to do this?
Sheng: I don’t want to talk to her.
Ji: We have to do this.
Ji: I can only make Yu Jiao feel that her husband is very considerate, and you need to make her feel that her son is very filial. Only in this way can we succeed in making her gradually become cheerful and trust us, and then I can take action.
Ji: Otherwise, there wouldn’t be the fun of contrast.
Sheng: Okay, got it.
Sheng: Asleep.
……
In the bedroom, Xue Yi was turning Ji Zhili's phone around with a playful smile.
Good "son", let me see how filial you can pretend to be.
...
The next morning, when Xue Yi walked downstairs, she found Ji Sheng had prepared two breakfasts and was sitting at the dining table waiting for her.
She pretended to walk down the stairs casually. Ji Sheng raised his eyes, struggled internally for a while, and finally stood up on his own initiative.
"Little mother."
His voice was still calm, but obviously not as cold as before.
"what happened?"
Xue Yi raised an eyebrow.
"I made breakfast, let's eat together." Ji Sheng pointed to the plate opposite him.
There was a sandwich on the plate and a glass of milk next to it.
Xue Yi walked over with a smile, looking very embarrassed. "Thank you. I am the elder, but I still asked you to take care of me..."
Ji Sheng suppressed his inner disgust and said, "It's okay, try it and see if it suits your taste."
Xueyi sat down, picked up the sandwich and took a bite.
Hmm, it tastes surprisingly good.
"Thank you, it's delicious." She gave Ji Sheng a very grateful and polite smile, and even the curve of her lips was very smooth.
Snow?Fake Smile?Meaning is now online.
"I'm sorry about what happened earlier. I just felt sick that day..."
It would have been fine if she didn't mention it. As soon as she mentioned Ji Sheng, she would recall the sticky and smelly smell on his body that day, and her face immediately turned cold.
"Do you still blame me?" she asked cautiously.
Ji Sheng, who was sitting opposite him, had his hands hanging under the table with his fists clenched tightly. It was strange, how could he not feel strange?
It's so weird that I want to kill you right now.
But he still tried to smile, "How could that be, little mom? Don't mind what I said that day. I'm really sorry for hitting you."
The man forced an apologetic smile on his face, looking very sincere.
If Xue Yi hadn't seen his hands with bulging veins under the table, bending the silver chopsticks.
She sneered in her heart, she was just trying to annoy Ji Sheng.
She wanted to see how far Ji Sheng could go.
"It's okay. We're all family. There's no need for those empty formalities." Xue Yi finished the whole sandwich, drank the milk, and then took the initiative to wash the cup and plate.
There were no servants in the Ji residence because the two men were doing something shameful, and it would be troublesome if there were one more servant and they saw them.
But this also happened to be convenient for Xue Yi, after all...
If someone were to disappear quietly here, no one would know.
Ji Sheng hasn't taken any missions recently, and he doesn't like crowds, so he stays at home most of the time.
Xue Yi happily watched him play the role of a filial "son".
Making breakfast for her every day, helping her with housework, and pretending to be very happy, it really makes it difficult for our Ji Arbiter.
Ji Sheng performed for several days in a row, but Xue Yi was always lukewarm about it.
She would not take the initiative to care about him, or stop him from cooking or doing housework. Instead, she would do everything for him with an appearance of great satisfaction.
Fix light bulbs, make breakfast, pick up takeout, pick up express delivery...
Sometimes he wondered why he had to do these things, but Xue Yi kept staring at him with a look that said, "You are such a good boy."
This made him feel as if she had indeed been deceived by him, but the more work he did, the more he thought about it, and the more he felt something was wrong.
When Xue Yi asked him to pick up the express again, Ji Sheng stood there without moving.
He said coldly, "Little Mom, I've already picked up twenty-seven express deliveries for you, fourteen takeouts, and mopped the floor six times this week."
"Although your son is young and strong, you should also exercise, right?"
"Otherwise, your muscles and bones will become loose, and your body will be in poor condition when you get old."
Xue Yi sat on the sofa and sighed somewhat aggrievedly.
"It's my fault for not considering your feelings."
"But my waist has been hurting a lot lately. It hurts even when I walk. I really don't have the strength to do what I want."
"If it's inconvenient for you, it's okay."
"It's okay, you don't have to help me, I can do it myself..."
As she spoke, Xue Yi held her waist and walked towards the door step by step, tremblingly. Ji Sheng took five steps for every one he took, and it looked like it was still very difficult for her.
"Alas, my son is grown up and has his own life. How can I let him help me do these things?"
"What an incompetent elder..."
"Alas, it is my fault that my son is exhausted..."
Xue Yi sighed as she walked, looking distressed. She didn't look like a bad elder who exploited her adopted son. Instead, Ji Sheng, who was standing still, looked like an unfilial son.
"Enough. I'll go." Ji Sheng's face was dark. He helped Xue Yi back to the sofa, then rushed out the door to pick up the 28th express delivery for Xue Yi.
Xueyi sat on the sofa, drinking juice and smiling proudly.
Humph, I told you to act, so go ahead and keep acting.
Let’s see how long you, this big-tailed wolf, can keep pretending.