I am a Good Man

Tian Ping, who also lives in the imperial capital, naturally understands Ye Jiao. She is not living a good life. Li Xin has not married even in her forties. In the early years, she was very picky. She wanted to marry someone richer than Ji Yang. With those facial features and her figure, she would have weighed two hundred pounds.

Even a blind person would not be able to see it.

It was impossible to get married after putting it off until now. Xiao Zhe also felt embarrassed and would yell at her and tell her to get out. But Li Xin was shameless and refused to leave.

When she went out to work, she would work for two days and then go home. After Mrs. Li died, Li Qian completely ignored her.

Li Xin was watching Ji Yang's interview on the news. The other person looked very stable, not bald or having a beer belly, he was a successful person.

She was still imagining that they were so close to each other once. If she had seized the opportunity and her family background was better than Ye Jiao's, maybe...

Before she could finish thinking about it, a photo of Ye Jiao was released. She was wearing a white coat and her hair was tied up. She looked very different from her. She looked like an expert and scholar, more than ten years younger than her.

The TV is also constantly playing, "According to the latest news, the team led by Professor Ye Jiao has developed a new drug, which will be a good treatment for rejection after cardiac surgery. At present, this drug will It will be a huge breakthrough when it goes on the market at the end of this year..."

Li Xin's fat face twisted again and again, and she smashed the remote control over.

Xiao Zhe had been laid off a long time ago. When he and Tian Ping's daughter came back and saw this scene, they were furious. They quarreled with Li Xin and almost had a fight, but Li Xin was still reasonable.

As a result, they moved away while she was away, leaving her unable to find it.

Li Xin was miserable. She couldn't pay the rent, couldn't work, and ate too much.

How to do it?

Sweeping streets or washing dishes?

She chose to wash dishes, and by chance, she happened to go to the restaurant owned by Ji Yang. When she went to wash dishes, she met Ye Jiao bringing her friends for dinner, some of whom were her classmates.

At that moment, she wanted to run away, afraid of being recognized and embarrassed.

However, she is so fat, who still knows her?

Xu Tao both looked at her and didn't recognize her. It was all her own fault. Before she could curse sadly, the supervisor scolded her, "Hurry up and wash it. If it doesn't wash well, you won't come tomorrow."

"...Come on, come on."

She dodged clumsy steps and kept running to the kitchen.

Chapter 533 The tragic and affectionate yandere male supporting character (1)

"Xiaokai."

"No... small letters."

"Dad is back, open your eyes and look at Dad..."

…

"Don't let anyone go."

"Young Master Ji..."

"Don't let me say it a second time. Don't let anyone go. I want his whole family to pay for it with their lives!"

…

The man's face was pale and his hair turned gray overnight. He spoke with bone-gnawing hatred and his eyes were scarlet.

After saying that, he coughed violently again.

When he was alone in the room, he looked at the two black-and-white photos on the cabinet, a smiling woman and an innocent and cute little boy.

They both went to heaven, leaving him alone.

Half a month later.

The Imperial Capital Ji's Group issued a statement that Ji's third young master died of illness half a month ago, the day after his son died in a car accident.

…

early morning.

It was a hot September morning in the imperial capital. In the suburban villa, the breeze blew the curtains, and the sun filtered into the house through the dense leaves.

"Buzz buzz."

The sound of the phone ringing made the person with his eyes closed on the bed frown, feeling quite impatient.

If you look carefully, you can see that his skin color is fair and his facial features are three-dimensional. His skin color is in sharp contrast with the gray sheets. His pajamas are loosely put on his body, revealing his slender neck. His collarbone is more delicate than that of a woman. When he opens his eyes, he sees black eyes. It carries the laziness of just waking up, as well as the coldness.

The phone was still ringing. He sat up, his eyelids were stretched weakly, his hands were clenched into fists, he put them to his mouth and coughed twice. His movements were half a beat slower, a little sickly.

He reached for the phone and spoke one word from his cold white lips, "Say."

The words were very soft, without any strength, but they were sharp and impatient.

"You're not awake yet?" On the other end, the casual words came, "Tonight is my brother's birthday, come to support me and go out and walk around."

"I'm not going." Ji Yang answered without any hesitation, coughed twice, leaned back lazily, feeling a little cold, and stretched out his hand to pull up the quilt.

"Hey, don't blame my brother for not telling you. It's very lively here. You can go out and walk around, but your health has been bad recently? My brother will arrange pick-up and drop-off. He will never stay up late and will deliver you home at ten o'clock." Han Yi assured on the other end.

The young master of the Ji family has been in poor health since he was a child, but he can't bear to be surrounded by thousands of favors and treasures.

Coupled with that good looks, you will be fascinated wherever you go.

Han Yi is the cynical young master of the Han family. The Han family and the Ji family are not close friends, they are barely friends. Although they are not from the same family, he just likes to make friends with the Ji family.

"How's it going?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Han Yi spoke again, "All the brothers in the circle are here, let's all have fun together..."

Before he finished speaking, he said two words lightly, "Northern Suburbs."

"Okay...beep...beep...leah..." Before the word "leah" came out of his mouth, the noble young master had already hung up the phone.

at the same time.

Ji Yang lifted up the quilt and got down to the ground with two straight and slender legs. The loose pajamas made him look a little thin, the collar was a little wide, he looked a little charming, and his face looked a little sick.

The pace is also a bit slow, to be honest, one look at him makes him feel good, arousing others' desire to ravage him, but his eyes are casual and alienated, noble and cold.

Most people don't deserve it.

Ji Yang looked at this face in the mirror. He had typical peach blossom eyes, lazy eyes, a high bridge of nose, and thin lips that were a bit sexy. He was very white all over after being indoors for a long time. He talked little and had a premature body. Well, I look softer when I get sick from time to time.