Mr.Ji, welcome!

Ji Fucheng looked at the sachet with the word "Sir" embroidered on one side, slowly closed his eyes, and lifted his sharp eyes into dark eyes again.

"Brother?" Ji Ziqian couldn't help shouting tentatively.

"Yes."

Ji Fucheng got up and picked up the dropped sachet and put it into his close pocket. His voice was still a little hoarse, "I'm fine."

He saw the mark left on Ji Ziqian's neck and frowned slightly, "if I'm wrong next time, just knock me out."

Ji Ziqian was still worried, "brother, you..."

Before he finished, Ji Fucheng made a silent gesture. He picked up his mobile phone. His cold face like an iceberg gradually digested and dissolved at this moment, like spring in March.

"Don't cry, I'm fine."

At the other end of the phone, Xiaohuan bit his lip with a bit of sob, "Mr. Ji, I want you to come and accompany me."

Listening to her, she was full of tears. With a somewhat coquettish tone, Jifu City couldn't refuse, "OK, I'll go right now."

Put down the phone, Ji Fucheng took his coat and walked out, "I'll give you the next documents. I'll go to your sister-in-law."

"Brother, let ah Lin follow you."

At present, only Jiahuan can help. Ji Ziqian is worried that jifucheng will fall ill again and will have to put aline in the past.

Ji Fucheng didn't refuse. When she came to the door, she found that Zhou Qingya came face to face.

Ah Lin raised her eyebrows. This woman is really a thief.

Zhou Qingya didn't expect to meet Jifu city at this time. She stepped forward with joy on her face. Unexpectedly, Jifu city stepped back, and the man next to her was in front of her.

"You dare to stand in my way. Do you know who I am?" When Zhou Qingya entered Ji's building today, nothing good happened. At present, it's not easy to see Ji Fucheng. Unexpectedly, she has to be stopped by a bodyguard.

Fearless shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know who you are, but this lady's perfume is a bit special. I can't let you approach Chi Chung, and avoid what is not clean."

"You!"

Ji Fucheng looked coldly at Zhou Qingya, whose face was white, and his dark pupils were like a cold cellar, "say, what do you want me to do?"

Zhou Qingya glared angrily at ah Lin for fear that Ji Fucheng would leave at any time. Zhou Qingya quickly said, "President Ji, are you interested in talking to me about 'soul arrest powder'?"

Few people know about "soul arrest powder".

Sure enough, after Zhou Qingya spoke, Ji Fucheng's eyes looked at her changed.

Zhou Qingya finally raised a smile of victory on her face. "I know a little. I believe you will be interested. Why don't we find a place to have a drink?"

Ji Fucheng gave him a cold look, turned and got on the car, while ah Lin went to the driver's seat and quickly started the engine.

"President Ji!"

Zhou Qingya didn't expect that Ji Fucheng didn't care so much. Could it be that the other party didn't know what poison he was poisoned?

"Mr. Ji, I saw the spider tattoo on you. It's poisonous and overbearing. If you continue to let it go, you're afraid your life is in danger!"

Ji Fucheng gave her a cold look, "say, what conditions do you have."

With a smile on her face, Zhou Qingya's eyes fell on Ji Fucheng's skillfully carved facial features. The man's nose was high, his thin lips were engraved, his eyes went down, his straight suit and... Zhou Qingya's face suddenly didn't look good. There was a strawberry on the other party's neck!