To Defeat Scum, You Must Start Early, My Lady

The next day.

Song Zhizhi got up and went downstairs, changed into a delicate skirt and put on light makeup.

Nie Xiaofei and Nie Wenzhi were discussing today's birthday party in the living room. Watching Song Zhizhi appear, Nie Xiaofei quickly said enthusiastically, "Sister, come and discuss with us for the birthday party in the afternoon."

In the past, she would not refuse, and would even do her best to help her be perfect.

She is not so kind now.

Without a response from Song Zhizhi, Nie Xiaofei spoke again, "By the way, I invited Yi Wenhan today, and he finally agreed to me. Sister, you will be very happy, right?"

"Yes." Song Zhizhi agreed with a smile.

She is very happy because...maybe you can watch jokes.

Song Zhizhi added, "I have something to go out first. I can't accompany you to prepare a birthday party, but I will be back on time."

"Okay, then I won't disturb my sister doing business." Nie Xiaofei always behaves very intimately.

Song Zhizhi turned and left.

For the Nie family, she doesn't even want to see one of their expressions now.

Nie Xiaofei looked at Song Zhizhi's back and said thoughtfully, "Mom, don't you think Song Zhizhi seems to have changed?"

"Change?" Nie Wenzhi looked at Song Zhizhi's back in the direction, disapproving, "I watched her grow up and played her around, she frowned and I knew what she wanted, and where the change could go! It’s not squeezed to death in the palm of my hand."

Nie Xiaofei felt that she was thinking too much when her mother said this. Who was her mother, Song Zhizhi, who was a mere trivial person, they simply didn't care about it.

Song Zhizhi, who was sitting in Uncle Zhang's car at the moment, didn't know what the femme and scorpion mother and daughter were discussing, but fortunately, she knew their faces very well.

She picked up the phone, dialed the number, and it was quickly connected over there, "Dad."

"Zhizhi has something to do with me?"

"Dad, are you busy at work today?"

"what's happenin?"

"I want to go to Ji's house now, I want Dad to go with me." Song Zhizhi said.

"Is it so sudden again?" Song Shan frowned and thought for a while, "Then wait for me for a while, and I will come over after I arrange the work."

"I'll go to Ji's house and wait for you first."

"Don't talk nonsense, know?" Song Shan exhorted.

"I know."

Song Zhizhi hung up the phone, looking at the scenery outside the window in thought.

For her, repentance of marriage has been a matter of hundreds of years ago. She almost forgot the scene at that time. She only remembers that she was very excited and determined, and she did not give the other party a chance to refute, and the break was frightening.

And now, she can only regard death as home.

The car parked at the gate of Ji's house.

The Ji family is a big family in Jincheng. The natural villa is majestic and magnificent. It is completely different from their Song family. The Song family is much lower-key because it is a politician. It is just a courtyard house, of course it is not shabby.

She got out of the car, took a deep breath, and pressed the doorbell.

The door opened, and one of Song Zhi walked in.

In the hall, the servant greeted him, "Miss Song, hello."

"I'm looking for you young master."

"Master is in the living room." The servant said hastily.

Ji Baijian only returned to China. He has not yet gone to work in Jihong Group, and he is in the idle stage waiting for employment.

She walked to Ji Baijian sitting on the sofa.

Ji Baijian, 24 years old, returned after graduating from a prestigious foreign school with a double degree. The heir to the Jihong Group in name has amazing financial resources and unlimited prospects.

As for looks...

Song Zhizhi seriously suspected that her head had gotten into the water in her previous life, and she didn't want to put a peerless beautiful boy. What does she like about Yi Wenhan's scumbag? !

Look at Ji Baijian’s facial features, thick and stylish sword eyebrows, long narrow eyeliner, long curled eyelashes, bright eyes like stars, tall nose, perfect lips, pale lips but inexplicably sexy. Especially at the moment, the slightly raised arc makes people have an inexplicable desire.

Song Zhizhi pressed her lips lightly. She really hadn't looked at Ji Baijian so seriously. In her memory, she only knew that he looked good, but she really didn't think he was so good.

Inexplicably thinking of that night's lingering, for her, it was clearly the day before yesterday... Song Zhizhi's face couldn't help but flush.

"Ms. Song is here again today, what do you plan to do?" Ji Baijian said indifferently, but his voice was very magnetic.

Song Zhizhi returned to his mind.

She adjusted her emotions and said, "I want to talk about what I regretted about getting married yesterday."

"Miss Song has made it very clear. Miss Song has a beloved person. Naturally, I shouldn't beat the mandarin ducks, and the twisted melons are not sweet. Besides, I don't want to use it, and I can't selfishly ruin yours. The lower part of the body is happy. I remember the above, Miss Song needn't repeat it again and again." Ji Baijian said, with a seemingly friendly attitude and tone, but it gives people a particularly distant distance.

Song Zhizhi gritted his teeth secretly, this vengeful man. She tried to smile, "No, I was too impulsive yesterday."

Ji Bai raised his eyebrows.

"I don't have a beloved person. If I say I like it, I will only like you who had a marriage agreement with a matchmaker since childhood. As for what I can't use, it is just a rumor, not credible!" The last three words are very firm. After speaking, he smiled very nicely.

Ji Baijian frowned slightly, his face was not good, and his tone was sarcastically, "Miss Song, is this a sudden convulsion? Yesterday, she regretted her marriage in public, but she came to show her love today? His mind was caught by the door?"

"Yes." Song Zhizhi bit his scalp and admitted, "I just had surgery yesterday, and now my forehead is back to normal."

"Miss Song is so humorous?" Ji Baijian said coldly, "but this young master has no time to accompany her."

After speaking, got up and left.

Song Zhizhi looked at Ji Baijian's back, and knew that anyone would think she was nervous.

"Ji Baijian." Song Zhizhi's voice was slightly louder, "you want to leave after eating dry?"

The sound is so loud, the reverberation in the villa surrounds.

Ji Baijian's body was stiff, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He said every word, "Have I ever touched Miss Song a hair?"

"That's not important, the important thing is that I touched you and touched a lot...hair." Song Zhizhi glanced between Ji Baijian's legs, and she didn't lie. The scenes that happened that night were confused at the time and became clear afterwards, "So, I will be responsible for you."

Ji Baijian's face was ugly, and he probably treated her as a lunatic at this moment.

Some stalemate in the hall suddenly heard a stern voice, "What's the matter?!"

Song Zhizhi looked up at Ji Baijian's father Ji Yunlei and the noblewoman Zhang Qingmei who followed him step by step downstairs. At that moment, it was obvious that Song Zhizhi's face was not very good.

Indeed, being repented of marriage is a shame in the upper class.

"What are you doing again?" Ji Yunlei asked.

"Uncle Ji, I came to the door to apologize. I was abrupt yesterday. I didn't want to regret the marriage." Song Zhizhi explained.

"How can our Ji family do what you want?!" Ji Yunlei said, "The Song family also taught an uncultivated girl like you!"