Chapter 420 - Gave Him Face
The Crippled Boss Loves Me
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Wei Xiâer would never dare to answer this question. She could only clench her fists tight. Out of fear, cold sweats broke through her forehead. âPresident Ji, youâre exaggerating. I lost my mind just now.â She braced herself and apologized again in a low voice, âIt was my fault. I was rude to Mrs. Ji. Iâm sorry.â
âItâs okay. Itâs just human nature.â Shen Hanxing did not want to make things difficult for Wei Xiâer. She said plainly, âMiss Wei, take it easy.â
âIf she doesnât mind it, then forget it.â Ji Yan held Shen Hanxingâs hand and said, âItâs getting late. Miss Wei, you had better leave.â
Wei Xiâer let out a long breath. âOkay, Iâll leave then.â She changed her shoes and was about to push open the door when she suddenly heard Ji Yanâs voice, âMiss Wei.â
Wei Xiâer looked into the direction of the voice and met Ji Yanâs cold, pitch-black eyes. It was so deep like a frozen deep sea with countless dangers and terrors.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âIf President Wei is too free recently, I donât mind giving him something to do.â 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. âPlease tell President Wei to stop focusing on other peopleâs wives.â
Wei Xiâer 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. âWhy did you threaten her?â
Ji Yan lowered his eyes and said, âShe wasnât polite to my wife. I only gave her a few words of warning. I did that for Wei Yongâs sake. No one can bully my wife.â
âIâm not being bullied.â Shen Hanxing didnât 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, âIâm not that easy. Mr. Ji, youâre too paranoid.â
âI can never be too paranoid to protect my wife.â Ji Yan hugged Shen Hanxingâs 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 wouldnât 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.
âDoctor Kant will be giving a lecture here soon. I will make an appointment with him to consult Grandma.â Ji Yanâs voice was low and deep. When he spoke, it sounded so pleasant that it was mesmerizing. âYou have to persuade Grandma to cooperate with the Doctor.â
Doctor Kant was the absolute expert in treating heart disease. Ji Yan felt at ease with Grandma under his care.
âYouâre the person Grandma loves the most. Whatâs the use of me telling her?â Shen Hanxing mischievously blinked her eyes. She pretended to be jealous and said, âI used to be the person Grandma loves the most. But ever since you came, I could only be ranked second.â Her eyes were bright and clear as if she could look into peopleâs hearts and illuminate all the darkness.
Ji Yan lowered his head and gently kissed Shen Hanxing. He said gently, âItâs okay. Iâm here to love you. In this world, youâre the person I love the most. Youâre the only one I love.â Every word seemed to be coming from a burning heart.
Shen Hanxing could not help but grab Ji Yanâs sleeve and chuckle. âThen you must keep your word. Otherwise, Iâll be heartbroken.â
âWhy donât you write it down?â 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, âShall I write it here?â
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. âSure.â
Ji Yan asked her to write. Why would she hesitate? Shen Hanxing drew a star on Ji Yanâs arm. The star was surrounded by the clouds. With just a few strokes, she drew a fairy tale.