Ji Erye's squeamish bag is super cruel

Chapter 37 I don't want blood on your hands
"You are breaking the law, I can sue you!"

Wen Jialiang's aching lips trembled, but he was still unconvinced and yelled at Ji Boyan.

Ji Boyan chuckled a few times, the tone of his voice didn't change much from usual, but there were bits and pieces of coldness in those phoenix eyes.

"Abusing, gambling, hurting, blackmailing, everything you have done, my legal team can make you irrefutable, and you will be imprisoned!"

"Or do you want to try to kneel all the way over these glass slags? Maybe I will consider giving you a way out."

Ji Boyan sat on the chair with his legs crossed, his posture was elegant, his elbows rested on the armrests on both sides of the chair, his hands were crossed in front of him, every word he said was casual but with great strength.

Only now did Wen Jialiang realize that he was afraid, and quickly shook his head, the sweat on his forehead dripped down the corners of his forehead, his lips were pale, he folded his hands together, and begged for mercy to Ji Boyan: "Forgive me, I'm just... I was just confused for a while, I... ...I won't dare anymore...Please forgive me this time..."

"Confused for a while? How dare you say it!"

Ji Boyan was a little angry, although Wen Ruan didn't know why, but it sounded a little angry from his tone.

Looking at Ji Boyan's appearance, Wen Jialiang knew that it was probably useless to beg him, so he quickly turned his head to look at Wen Ruan, and begged her earnestly, begging her with the affection he would dismiss: "Ruan Ruan, daughter, I am Your father, you save me, you save me, I will never... never threaten you again... this is the last time... you save Dad..."

Wen Ruan bit her lip, stretched out her hand to pull Ji Boyan's shirt sleeve, her voice shrank, and she tentatively called out: "Second Lord."

Ji Boyan turned his head to look at her, his voice could not hear any emotion: "Have you softened your heart?"

Wen Ruan shook her head and said, "I just remembered the joy when I found my biological father. I don't want this beauty to be ended by death."

After a pause, Wen Ruan stretched out his hand to hold Ji Boyan's hand, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I don't even want the second master to get blood on his hands."

Her last sentence made Ji Boyan's heart pierce, and there was a bit of confusion in Feng's eyes.

Is it bloody?Oh, his hands are never clean.

However, no one has ever said such a thing to him.

Tenderness is the first.

Throat rolled, Ji Boyan raised his eyes to look at her, the little girl's eyes were earnest, sincere and pure.

Flipping his palm, Ji Boyan held his gentle hand in his palm and was silent for a few seconds before he raised his eyes to look at Wen Jialiang, his voice was calm.

"The second way, I can give you 100 million, cut off the relationship with Wenruan father and daughter, and disappear from now on."

"Okay, I promise, I promise."

Wen Jialiang nodded hastily, and couldn't wait to choose the second way.

"Tomorrow someone will come to your door to deal with this matter. After collecting the money, you will be far away. If you dare to show up again, it will not be as simple as sitting in jail."

"Yes Yes Yes."

"throw it out."

Ji Boyan curled his lips coldly, raised his hands, and gave orders without mercy.

Seeing the servant take him out, Wen Ruan looked away, and said in a soft voice, "Second Master, I will return the 100 million to you."

Ji Boyan narrowed his eyes, looked up at her, and asked amusedly, "Oh? How do you want to pay it back?"

It can be seen that Ji Boyan does not believe it. After all, 100 million is not a decimal, and Wen Ruan at this time is absolutely unable to repay the money.

　Guess what the soft girl will say? (manual dog head + funny)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)