To Defeat Scum, You Must Start Early, My Lady

Hanlin high-end residential area.

Ji Baijian stood in front of the large French windows in the cloakroom in the hotel-style management hardcover large flat-floor noble suite. He took off his casual shirt. When he was about to take the white shirt to try on, he suddenly stopped his hand, "Forget it. Bring me a black suit in a moment."

Holding a perfectly tailored gray suit and a formal white shirt, Ji Baixin frowned slightly, "Brother, I am not your full-time designer, how many times do you plan to let me run errands for you a day? You also have a certain reputation in the fashion industry, not so you call it."

Ji Bai didn't speak, and slowly put on the casual shirt that he had taken off.

Ji Bai rolled his eyes displeased and muttered, "If you answer the phone, you will change your mind. Can you not be so half-hearted."

Ji Baijian continued to ignore it.

Ji Baixin hugged the gray suit tightly, turned around and was about to leave, and then said, "You have so many teeth marks on your body, who bit it?"

Ji Baijian put on a casual shirt, his buttoned hands paused, and said indifferently, "The dog bit."

"Song Zhizhi?" Ji Baixin's mouth twitched.

She hadn't forgotten that when she came to deliver the clothes in the morning, she saw Song Zhizhi's clothes disheveled in her brother's private space.

You know this place, except for her to deliver clothes, almost few people have visited it, it seems that his brother is unwilling to open it to the outside world.

"It's not what I said." Ji Baijian was indifferent. At that moment, Ji Baixin saw the corner of his mouth rise.

Ji Baixin couldn't help but joked, "My brother will be in love too."

Ji Baijian looked at Ji Baixin through the floor-to-ceiling windows, "Is it a busy day?"

Ji Baixin rolled her eyes. Her eldest brother was more mature since she was a child, and only two years old, she felt two generation gaps. She left with her clothes in her arms.

Walking towards the gate, the door opened, and Ji Baixin almost ran into the oncoming person.

Fortunately, the stability is not bad, Ji Baixin took a deep breath and looked at the man in front of him.

The man looked jokingly, "Miss Ji is trying to give her a hug."

Ji Baixin looked at the hospitality in front of him, with an indifferent expression, "Thank you for a moment."

"Oh, is this your attitude towards your fiance?" He raised his eyebrows diligently.

Ji Bai pursed his lips, staring straight at him.

Shrugged diligently, "Come on, so good men don't fight women, please."

Give in courteously.

Ji Baixin walked out holding the clothes.

Giving a glance at Ji Baixin's back, he turned around and walked into the room of Ji Bai's room.

Ji Baijian got dressed and came out of the cloakroom, looked attentively, and asked faintly, "Did you meet my sister?"

"Yes, it's still so cold." Diligent and indifferent sitting on the sofa in Ji Bai's room.

Ji Baijian didn't ask much, and changed the subject, "How is your family's situation during this time?"

"Wei Cheng stared at me very closely, wishing to catch my loopholes and let me lose my position as heir." Yinqin said, "He has been diligent in the company for so many years, and he has taken his position as soon as I come back. Unwilling."

Wei Cheng is a diligent cousin. He is not the heir because he does not have the surname Yin, but he has been eyeing him all the time.

"Precautions, don't take it lightly." Ji Baijian reminded.

"I know." Nodding diligently, then asked, "Are you planning to go to work in your company?"

"No hurry." Ji Bai lighted a cigarette and smoked slowly.

He didn't ask too much, and said, "How is the relationship between you and Song Zhizhi? Really?"

Ji Bai spit out shredded tobacco, "Otherwise?"

"I feel that Song Zhizhi has become quite a lot now."

"indeed."

"Don't you doubt what?"

"Take it slowly." Ji Baijian said casually, "If there is anything, sooner or later, he will show his feet."

"It's not like you, Bai Jian," said with a diligent smile. "A treacherous, cunning and cautious person like you will not easily put a time bomb next to her. If you haven't found out that her ancestor is not the 18th generation, you will let her know. Follow you?"

Ji Baijian pursed his lips, "What do you want to say?"

"I'll just talk about it. You like your waywardness."

like? Not so much.

just……

The corner of Ji Baijian's mouth raised, even if it was so slight that it was almost imperceptible.

...

Song Family Courtyard.

After lunch, Nie Wenzhi waited for Qin Ciling to go back to her room to rest. Song Shan usually would not come back at noon, so he called and said that all arrangements were in order. The reporter meeting tomorrow morning would let them prepare well.

Song Zhizhi sat in the living room and watched TV. Nie Xiaofei sat for a while and probably didn't know what else to say to Song Zhizhi and went upstairs.

The maid at home was cleaning, Song Zhizhi thought for a while and said, "Ma Zhu."

"Yes, Miss." Zhu Ma stepped forward respectfully.

"Who does the cleaning of the bedroom?" Song Zhizhi asked.

Madam Zhu said quickly, "I arranged for Xiaochun to clean. Is the cleaning not clean enough? I will call Xiaochun over immediately, and I will criticize her well."

"Well, some places are not done well, you ask her to come to the room to find me for a while, I want to give her a good talk." Song Zhizhi said solemnly.

"Okay, Missy."

Song Zhizhi got up, left the hall and went back to the room.

Watching Song Zhizhi's back disappear, Zhu Ma jogged to Nie Wenzhi's room and knocked on the door.

Nie Wenzhi looked at Zhu Ma, and looked around, "Come in."

Zhu Ma walked in with him.

Nie Wenzhi said, "What did Song Zhizhi let you do?"

"The eldest lady said her room was not cleaned well, so I asked Xiaochun to go to her room." Zhu Ma reported.

"Is there anything else?" Nie Wenzhi asked.

"No more."

Nie Wenzhi nodded, "You call Xiaochun first, and then you ask Xiaochun what Song Zhizhi said before you report to me."

"Yes, ma'am." Zhu Ma said hastily.

"Go out." Nie Wenzhi waved.

Zhu Ma left respectfully.

Nie Wenzhi's eyes tightened. It is not difficult to monitor Song Zhizhi's every move in this house, she doesn't believe it, she can't beat Song Zhizhi after so many years of lying and trying!