To Defeat Scum, You Must Start Early, My Lady

The entrance of Ji's mansion.

Song Zhizhi just looked at one person and one dog.

I don't think Ji Baijian is a dog breeder.

"Your dog?" Song Zhizhi asked.

"Name Tank. Male, half a year old. Samoyed, purebred." Ji Baijian said.

Song Zhizhi was inexplicably nodded at that moment, "Oh!"

"Let's go." Ji Baijian stepped forward to owe her a hand.

At this time, the Samoyed named Tank pulled Ji Baijian a little disobediently.

Ji Baijian frowned, he turned around, "Hospitable."

Song Zhizhi only discovered the diligence of smoking in a corner. Hearing Ji Baijian called him, he quickly smoked two more mouthfuls and threw them into the trash can beside him.

Ji Baijian greeted the rope of the tank, "Come on."

"I don't like dogs either." Diligent looked dissatisfied.

"You brought this to me."

"I'm going. Didn't you let me buy this? I gave you a choice for half a month before nodding for this one! Ji Baijian does not bring such a dog, and raises his own dog." complain.

Ji Baijian didn't argue with him either, so he pulled the dog leash directly into his hands.

Then he took Song Zhizhi and walked to the villa. As he walked, he said, "Your little bodyguard will follow along. I said hello to the family."

Song Zhizhi turned his head and called Lu Xiaolang.

Lu Xiaolang hurriedly followed.

Song Zhizhi looked at the tank at the door again. At this moment, she was a little overwhelmed with diligence. Inexplicably, she felt that this product was a bit pitiful. She couldn't help but said, "Why is your dog being diligent?"

No matter how hard he feels Diligence is being bullied by Ji Baijian.

The usual diligence is the son of the dignified chaebol group, and he is suave! In front of Ji Baijian, I felt like a "little daughter-in-law".

"I'm not good at getting dogs." Ji Baijian said.

"Then you still buy it." Song Zhizhi muttered.

Ji Baijian paused, and whispered in her ear, "Stupid."

You are stupid!

Your whole family is stupid.

Song Zhizhi was pulled into the hall by Ji Baijian.

The magnificent hall of the Ji family is really well-deserved. It was shocked when I came last time, but it was still shocked when I came this time! Such a large and splendid hall is even more gorgeous than the banquet hall of a 5-star hotel. Wouldn't it be empty for so many people living in this villa?

Song Zhizhi thought so, he saw Ji Yunlei and Zhang Qingmei sitting on a high-quality sofa, and Ji Baixin and Ji Baili sitting next to them playing with their phones.

Ji's family should be a very good tutor. When Ji Baili and Ji Baixin saw Ji Baijian leading Song Zhizhi to appear, they quickly got up from the sofa and looked respectful.

Ji Yunlei also put down Erlang's legs, and Zhang Qingmei sat respectfully.

"Dad, auntie." Ji Baijian also looked respectful.

Ji Yunlei nodded.

Song Zhizhi quickly called out, "Uncle, Auntie."

"Yeah. Sit." Ji Yunlei greeted.

Ji Baijian took Song Zhizhi to sit on the side of the sofa, and at the same time, Ji Baili and Ji Baixin sat down.

Lu Xiaolang stood beside Song Zhizhi properly.

After a while, Diligent seemed to have gotten the tank, and then walked in with relief.

Song Zhizhi was actually surprised at why Yinqin came here. Later, I thought that Ji Baixin and Yinqin had a marriage contract... It’s just that the two people didn’t seem to be married in the memory. Of course, she didn’t pay attention to these people in her previous life, so she didn’t know what they were doing. Emotionally related.

Sit on the sofa for a while, briefly chatted about the homework, and ate dinner.

Everyone sat around a luxurious table.

Song Zhizhi naturally did it next to Ji Baijian. At that moment, when Song Zhizhi saw Yinqin was about to sit next to Ji Baixin, Ji Baixin grabbed Ji Baili and sat down.

Diligent seemed to glance at Ji Baixin.

Ji Baixin did not look at him.

Attentively sat on the side, seeming casual.

At the dinner table, Zhang Qingmei said gently, "You know, you are welcome, you can eat whatever you like, just like your own home."

"Thank you Auntie." Song Zhizhi returned with a polite smile.

Since encountering all kinds of Nie Wenzhi, Song Zhizhi has actually taken precautions against everyone in his heart, even if Zhang Qingmei behaves very friendly.

"I heard from Lao Song about your marriage contract. Although it is a bit abrupt, I also support it for the specific circumstances of your family." Ji Yunlei also said.

"Thank you uncle for understanding."

"But since it's all about getting married, you will come to the home with more knowledge in the future, and you will get used to it."

"Yes." Ji Baijian respectfully.

"By the way, diligence." Ji Yunlei turned to face the diligence who had been bowing his head to eat.

Wiping his mouth eagerly, "Uncle."

"Your marriage to Bai Xin has to wait until Bai Jian gets married. According to the rules, the eldest son should get married first after all."

"Okay." Diligent didn't care, and smiled at that moment. "Maybe someone doesn't want to marry."

Ji Yunlei turned his head to look at Ji Baixin.

Seeing that her husband's face was wrong, Zhang Qingmei hurriedly laughed and said, "Parents make a matchmaking statement about marriage. In the future, it will be better to get in touch and cultivate relationships."

"In short, I don't want to repeat the same mistakes in the past." Ji Yunlei's face was gloomy.

Zhang Qingmei pleased, "No, husband."

Ji Yunlei didn't say any more.

After all, eating a meal is quiet. The Ji family is clearly a chaebol, but the rules are stricter than those of the Song family's high-ranking disciples.

After eating, Ji Baijian took Song Zhizhi back to his room.

At first glance, it is a straight man's room, black and white, with an obvious modernity, clean and tidy.

"Would you like to sleep for a while?" Ji Baijian asked.

"In your bed?" Song Zhizhi asked.

"There are guest rooms." Ji Baijian replied.

"Then I'll sleep on your bed."

Then Song Zhizhi climbed onto the bed of Ji Baijian, clutching the quilt, and the sheets seemed to smell like Ji Baijian...

Looking at Song Zhiyi's contented face, Ji Baijian smiled lightly, walked out of the room and closed the door for her.

Song Zhizhi looked at the direction of the door.

This steel conservative and paranoid man!