Chapter 1283 Song Xing and His Wife (9)

Ji Xing looked at her and smiled, then turned around and went to the door to get some things. They were toiletries he bought, as well as specials, meat and other ingredients he bought before the supermarket closed.

Song Yiyan was aroused by the smell, and walked towards the kitchen in confusion.

As soon as Ji Xing took out the sweet and sour pork ribs, he saw a white and tender little hand reaching out, snatching a piece of pork ribs and putting it into his mouth like a thief.

He quickly grabbed her wrist with quick eyes and hands. The next moment, the ribs fell to the ground, and then he looked into the woman's angry eyes.

Song Yiyan woke up completely. When she saw the ribs falling on the ground, she was heartbroken: "You pay for my ribs!"

When Ji Xing saw the cute little woman disappearing and turning into a female liar again in the blink of an eye, he didn't want to quarrel with her and sneered coldly: "I bought the ribs."

After saying that, he took the ribs and walked outside.

Song Yiyan seemed to have thought of something: "The money I gave you!"

Ji Xing: "You gave me six yuan and fifty cents. The ribs now cost 30 yuan per catty. How many ribs do you think you can buy?"

Song Yiyan glanced at the large plate of ribs in his hand. There were scrambled eggs with chili peppers, shredded potatoes in vinegar, yam and fungus, tomato and egg soup, four dishes and one soup on the glass table. Dinner comes as standard.

Well, based on commodity prices, six and a half yuan can only buy one-third of a cup of milk tea, and you definitely can't buy so many things.

When Ji Xing came in, he also brought a pair of slippers, threw them directly in front of her, and glanced at her: "Bring the food."

Song Yiyan looked at the cold-faced dog man and put on her shoes.

He obviously cared about her, but he still had to keep a cold face, as if she owed him something, she was used to him!

When she brought the food out, she trotted out her bag, took out a bank card from it, stuffed it into his hand, and said domineeringly: "There is fifty thousand yuan in this, you go first Take the flowers, the password is my birthday, don’t ask me for more.”

Ji Xing's eyes suddenly condensed, was he... being taken care of by her?

The bank card Song Yiyan gave her was obtained from the driver's brother. All her own cards were frozen by those bastards from the Song family, and her ID card couldn't be used.

**

Tianyu Entertainment is the entertainment company where Jin Yunzhe works.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Jin Yunzhe rushed over just after filming.

Agent Wang Qian brought a bunch of scripts and put them on the table: "These are just sent here. The company lets you choose first."

There was a loud bang, and the vase suddenly fell down from the table behind and broke into pieces.

Wang Qian looked back, with a suspicious look in his eyes. He remembered that the vase was placed slightly inside the table, so why did it suddenly break?

Jin Yunzhe also frowned. After a day of intensive filming, he was so exhausted that he could almost fall asleep when he closed his eyes. When he heard the sound of the vase breaking, he immediately became energetic: "What's going on?"

Wang Qian chuckled twice, and suddenly felt a little confused in his heart: "It's okay, I'll clean it up later. You're tired too. I'll send you home first. I'll take the script back and read it slowly."

Jin Yunzhe just responded.

The door to the office suddenly opened with a bang and slammed against the wall at the door, as if someone pushed the door open forcefully from outside.

Jin Yunzhe's eyes suddenly tightened, and a cold look suddenly appeared in his eyes. He looked at Wang Qian, who on earth was making such a joke with him?

Wang Qian swallowed dryly, walked quickly to the door, and took a look outside: "Who is it, come out!"

The corridor was empty, except for his own echo. A gust of wind blew from the depths of the corridor, and it was so cold that it gave him goosebumps for no reason.

Jin Yunzhe frowned, his tone was obviously mocking, and the decibel level increased: "Someone is playing a prank, let's go first!"

He doesn't like to argue with others. There are many artists in the company who are jealous of his resources and regard him as their enemy, either covertly or covertly, and they have resorted to any means.

Has it now turned into a pretense to scare him?

Wang Qian actually had something to say. He felt a little weird. He didn't know why, but he suddenly remembered the beautiful woman who stopped them on the set in the morning, and couldn't help but shudder.

Jin Yunzhe is an atheist and is not afraid of anything. He believes that someone is playing a prank.

Wang Qian felt a little scared and didn't dare to look at the broken vase. He hurriedly picked up the script and followed it, as if running for his life.

Unexpectedly, he had just walked out of the door when there was a bang and the door closed strangely again.

Wang Qian looked at Jin Yunzhe, his voice began to tremble, and he swallowed dryly: "Yunzhe."

Jin Yunzhe got angry, pushed open the door, and sneered: "Who is pretending to be a ghost? If you have the guts, just come out and find me!"

There was deathly silence all around, and there seemed to be a suffocating sense of oppression in the air. I don't know where the window was opened, and the cold wind blew over, making it cold and cold.

The lights above the two men suddenly flashed.

Wang Qian held his breath, his face turned pale with fear, and he turned to look at Jin Yunzhe.

Bang.

The light on the upper left side of the head suddenly exploded, and then Wang Qian heard a scream like a slaughtering pig, jumped up and hugged the person next to him.

All the lights in the corridor suddenly went out.

Jin Yunzhe's complexion changed at this moment, and he was panicking. He tried to stay calm, telling himself in his heart that there were no ghosts in the world, and he was just scaring himself.

"Teacher Jin, is that Teacher Jin?" The security guards noticed the situation and ran over with flashlights, shining them over: "Teacher Jin, are you you?"

Jin Yunzhe: "Yes."

Wang Qian was relieved when he saw someone coming.

The security guard said that there had been problems with the circuit on this floor for the past few days, and the maintenance personnel had not come. It might be that the power supply was disconnected, so they immediately sent someone to fix it.

Wang Qian and Jin Yunzhe were also going downstairs, so they went down with the security guard.

When they got to the car, Wang Qian seemed to remember something and asked him: "Yunzhe, are you feeling unwell? Why are you so cold? Like ice."

Jin Yunzhe gave him a strange look.

Wang Qian's heart skipped a beat and his scalp numbed when he saw his eyes: "Well, when the power went out just now, I was scared and hugged you."

Jin Yunzhe: "When did you hug me? Why didn't I know?"

Wang Qian rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

**

Song Yiyan's phone was vibrating, vibrating again and again, and the ringtone was very loud.

Ji Xing glanced at his phone, it was an unfamiliar number, and looked towards the bathroom, wondering when the person taking a shower would come out.

He didn't want to answer the phone, as it was an invasion of privacy, but the phone kept ringing, so he finally pressed the answer button.