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Chapter 3169 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1731 She has become more and more independent, and more and more... doesn't need him anymore.

She walked in front, and the man followed behind her. After entering the living room, she went straight upstairs, but the man behind her suddenly accelerated and caught up with her in a few steps.

"Eat something before going to bed."

Ji Zhizhi looked down at the hand he held in his palm: "I've eaten."

Ji Zichuan stopped talking, but his right hand still held her soft little hand, not only didn't let go, but increased the strength a little bit.

He obviously didn't say anything, but he had the intention of not allowing her to go upstairs if he didn't eat.

Ji Zhizhi closed his eyes, and finally compromised.

Rather than arguing with him over such a trivial matter, it's better to eat a few mouthfuls quietly and go upstairs to sleep with her.

……

The restaurant was brightly lit, and Ji Zichuan cooked four of her favorite dishes in less than half an hour.

Boiled fish, mapo tofu, sweet and sour pork ribs, fish-flavored shredded pork, and another pre-cooked corn rib soup.

The fragrance permeated the breath, causing the stomach that had no feeling at all to growl.

Ji Zhizhi held the chopsticks and glanced at him.

It's late at night, is this intentional to make her gain weight?
Knowing that even if she is full, she can still eat most of these dishes by herself, and she still cooks so much!

After going to the United States, I can only eat various hamburger biscuits every day.

The more I think about it, the more I feel sad, poor her...

Ji Zichuan stared at her beautiful and delicate facial features: "Zhizhi."

"Ok?"

"Twigs."

"what?"

"...Zhizhi."

"..."

Ji Zhizhi became impatient, and finally looked up: "Why? Tell me if you have something! Why do you keep calling me by my name?"

Ji Zichuan frowned: "It's okay, I just want to scream."

I'm afraid that in the future, I will forget what tone, tone, and mood I used to call out the word 'Zhizhi'.

Ji Zhizhi took a sip of the soup slowly: "What are you doing so sad? I'm not going to the moon, I'm just in the United States. When I'm free, I can also send text messages and make phone calls."

The man tugged at the corner of his lips: "You will?"

Ji Zhizhi also laughed, shaking his head: "I'm just kidding, of course not!"

What is she doing in America?I don't like self-torture, so how could I keep in touch with him every day.

Ji Zichuan took out a tissue to help her wipe off the greasy corners of her lips, and smiled wryly: "At this time, you are joking about this kind of thing, Ji Zhizhi, how heartless are you?"

"You first met me?"

Ji Zhizhi gave him a white look: "Go out and inquire. Who doesn't know that the eldest lady of the Ji family is arrogant, extravagant, arrogant and heartless, so you should be lucky and get rid of me as soon as possible, or you will suffer in the future."

Ji Zichuan didn't speak any more.

If they are together, he doesn't care if she jokes all her life on this matter. If they are not together, a joke sounds too uncomfortable to speak.

"I'm full, I'll go upstairs to sleep after I clean up the dishes, you go up first."

She stood up while talking, and started to clean up the dishes neatly.

In just a few months, she has mastered these daily chores, cooking, washing dishes, laundry, and tidying up.

She's becoming more and more independent, less and less... doesn't need him anymore.

Sitting there, Ji Zichuan watched her return and leave blankly, until the empty table was only left with a few pots of violets in full bloom.

(End of this chapter)