The Days Dominated by the Wife-staring Demon + Spoiler

"Then use this instead." Ge Zijie's voice was a little hoarse, it sounded like he was trying to suppress something, and even with An Jing's heartbeat, he started to run wildly on the highway.

"This time...do you still owe it?"

"I owe."

Chapter 44

The temperature of the intertwined breathing of the two gradually rose, and just when An Jing thought that her patience was about to reach its limit and she did something irrational again, the phone in her pocket rang.

Ge Zijie relaxed the arms around An Jing's waist, "Who?"

An Jing's circle of friends is not clean, the numbers stored in her phone are only AXSY members and relatives of her aunt.

There's no way these people are calling so late.

An Jing also found it strange that her mobile phone was like a brick bought for thousands of dollars, and it seldom made any noise.

Wiping her hands, she took out the phone from her pocket. It was the first time she had seen the words on the screen.

'Dear fans'

It is estimated that Mo Xian also knew that he could not get An Jing's contact just by giving the business card. When he was in the waiting room at night, he took An Jing's phone and saved it for himself. Such a...shameless remark.

The peachy atmosphere surrounding the two instantly froze into ice cubes, as if they would shatter as long as they used a little more breathing power.

"Honey?" Ge Zijie bit An Jing's earlobe with his teeth and rubbed it. His tone was not too scary, but his rhetorical gesture still made An Jing tremble.

"I didn't save it." An Jing quickly separated the relationship.

Ge Zijie raised his chin, "Go ahead."

With a swipe of his finger, he entered the call interface. Ge Zijie stretched out his hand from behind, moving faster than speaking, and turned on the speakerphone.

"you do not mind."

An Jing shook her head, on the contrary, she cared more about Ge Zijie's thoughts. The feud between MK and AW was no secret in the circle. Last time Ge Zijie told her not to associate with Mo Yan, and she started "communicating" with her. An Jing panicked.

"Xiao Jing, are you asleep?"

Ge Zijie narrowed his eyes for this overly affectionate address, with an unhappy expression on his face.

"Not yet, is there something wrong with Mr. Mo?" An Jing replied respectfully.

The person on the other end of the phone laughed, and the voice came through the microphone, asking knowingly, "Director Ge is by your side?"

When he first got on the phone, Ge Zijie's "I don't mind!" Mo Yan didn't miss it, he heard it clearly.

"You live at her house?"

"no!"

Ge Zijie came over unhurriedly, and said into the microphone, "Yes, what's the problem?"

An Jing panicked, no matter how bad she was, she also knew that this matter could not be spread. If outsiders knew that the artists and directors of AW lived together, the headlines of the next day would definitely be dominated by the two of them.Taking a cautious look at Ge Zijie, he found that her expression was normal, without any expression of being threatened.

An Jing stared at her nervously, mouthing questions.

'What if she talks out! '

Ge Zijie shook his head, "If she spreads the word, I won't be able to bear fruit."

No matter how good-looking Mo Xian’s name is, it’s not his turn to be the head of MK. The main decisions still have to be made by the one above him, but Ge Zijie is different. The chairman intends to pass on the company to her, and he will retire in a few years , this position belongs to Ge Zijie. Although AW and MK are at odds on the surface, they cooperate a lot in private. She took the initiative to discredit Ge Zijie, which is tantamount to leading the entire MK and AW as enemies.

Mo Xian's tone was light and light, "Why do you want to live with such a boring person? If Xiao Jing has no place to live, I can help you arrange it."

Just as An Jing was about to refuse, she stretched her hand over her shoulder and took the phone away.

"My people don't need your troubles." Ge Zijie leaned his face against the phone, holding the phone with slender fingers, "Don't call her so late."

Mo Yan on the other side of the phone sneered, "You still don't let her sleep at such a late hour?"

An Jing listened from the side, feeling that the more she thought about the words, the more ambiguous they became.

"Well, but what does it have to do with you?"

Unexpectedly, Ge Zijie picked up the conversation so quickly, Mo Yan was rarely speechless, taking advantage of this gap, Ge Zijie pressed the hang up button.

An Jing didn't have the guts to look directly into her questioning eyes, turned around and pretended to be cooking noodles seriously.

After the noodles came out, she planned to fry two more poached eggs, "Director, do you want to eat well-cooked or boiled?"

Seeing that she was devoting herself to these two bowls of noodles, Ge Zijie felt helpless as she didn't feel the sense of crisis that she should have when facing Mo Xian.

With such a reaction speed, it's no wonder that he can't understand his own thoughts now.

Rubbing An Jing's hair, she said: "It's yellow."

An Jing nodded, and made herself a well-cooked one.

Auntie's broth tastes good, and the cooked noodles smell very appetizing. A few boiled emerald green baby vegetables are spread on the top, and the golden-colored poached eggs look very attractive.

Before An Jing started, Ge Zijie picked up two bowls and put them on the coffee table in the living room. An Jing followed behind, holding up two heat-resistant gloves at a loss.

"Your hand isn't healed yet."

"Are you really taking care of me like Anyang?" Ge Zijie put the two bowls away steadily and then turned back to look at her, "If I say I have nightmares at night, do you still have to stay by my side?"