Wei Xi’er would never dare to answer this question. She could only clench her fists tight. Out of fear, cold sweats broke through her forehead. “President Ji, you’re exaggerating. I lost my mind just now.” She braced herself and apologized again in a low voice, “It was my fault. I was rude to Mrs. Ji. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. It’s just human nature.” Shen Hanxing did not want to make things difficult for Wei Xi’er. She said plainly, “Miss Wei, take it easy.”
“If she doesn’t mind it, then forget it.” Ji Yan held Shen Hanxing’s hand and said, “It’s getting late. Miss Wei, you had better leave.”
Wei Xi’er let out a long breath. “Okay, I’ll leave then.” She changed her shoes and was about to push open the door when she suddenly heard Ji Yan’s voice, “Miss Wei.”
Wei Xi’er looked into the direction of the voice and met Ji Yan’s cold, pitch-black eyes. It was so deep like a frozen deep sea with countless dangers and terrors.
“If President Wei is too free recently, I don’t mind giving him something to do.” Ji Yan sounded like he was not in a good mood as he enunciated each word clearly. It was as if he was warning her. “Please tell President Wei to stop focusing on other people’s wives.”
Wei Xi’er felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. Her body turned cold. She replied in a daze and then walked out of the house. After a few years, Ji Yan who had always been terrifying became even more scary.
Looking at the closed door, Shen Hanxing felt a little helpless. “Why did you threaten her?”
Ji Yan lowered his eyes and said, “She wasn’t polite to my wife. I only gave her a few words of warning. I did that for Wei Yong’s sake. No one can bully my wife.”
“I’m not being bullied.” Shen Hanxing didn’t know how to feel but she felt warm. It felt so good to be cherished and loved by others. Her tone became soft as she was trying to dissuade Ji Yan, “I’m not that easy. Mr. Ji, you’re too paranoid.”
“I can never be too paranoid to protect my wife.” Ji Yan hugged Shen Hanxing’s slim waist. His chin gently rubbed against the top of her hair. He sniffed the faint fragrance on her body. He closed his eyes slightly and a sense of calmness welled up in his heart. Ji Yan was usually quiet and reticent. Unless necessary, he wouldn’t usually speak. At this moment, he hugged Shen Hanxing as if a part of his body had been filled up. The atmosphere was exceptionally quiet and beautiful. Without feeling awkward, they quietly enjoyed the time alone.
“Doctor Kant will be giving a lecture here soon. I will make an appointment with him to consult Grandma.” Ji Yan’s voice was low and deep. When he spoke, it sounded so pleasant that it was mesmerizing. “You have to persuade Grandma to cooperate with the Doctor.”
Doctor Kant was the absolute expert in treating heart disease. Ji Yan felt at ease with Grandma under his care.
“You’re the person Grandma loves the most. What’s the use of me telling her?” Shen Hanxing mischievously blinked her eyes. She pretended to be jealous and said, “I used to be the person Grandma loves the most. But ever since you came, I could only be ranked second.” Her eyes were bright and clear as if she could look into people’s hearts and illuminate all the darkness.
Ji Yan lowered his head and gently kissed Shen Hanxing. He said gently, “It’s okay. I’m here to love you. In this world, you’re the person I love the most. You’re the only one I love.” Every word seemed to be coming from a burning heart.
Shen Hanxing could not help but grab Ji Yan’s sleeve and chuckle. “Then you must keep your word. Otherwise, I’ll be heartbroken.”
“Why don’t you write it down?” Ji Yan was obviously teasing her as he handed Shen Hanxing a marker pen. His suit had been meticulously groomed without any wrinkles. It exuded a sense of luxury and rigor. He undid the sleeve and rolled it up, revealing his muscular arm. He extended his arm in front of Shen Hanxing while quietly waiting for her to write it down.
Shen Hanxing was stunned for a moment. She held the marker pen and was ready to write. She pursed her lips and said, “Shall I write it here?”
Ji Yan let out a soft laugh. His voice was hoarse and sexy. It was extremely pleasant to the ears. He did not answer Shen Hanxing. Instead, he held her hand and led it to his arm. “Sure.”
Ji Yan asked her to write. Why would she hesitate? Shen Hanxing drew a star on Ji Yan’s arm. The star was surrounded by the clouds. With just a few strokes, she drew a fairy tale.
