Today is a disaster. When I think about it, Ding Furong's crying suddenly became a little louder.

Since hearing the servants’ return that Mu Qiqi went to Duanmuqiong’s house and Dong Dali’s house for meals, Ji Wushuang was extremely irritated. Now when he heard Ding Furong’s crying, his pity was a little less, but he had a little more trouble.

Finally, his face darkened and he couldn't help saying, "I've already applied medicine. No matter how much pain I feel, I can only endure it. I'll be fine tomorrow. Why are you crying?"

When Ding Furong heard it, she heard the impatientness in his words and cried even more sadly and desperately: "I knew that after my body was broken, the master would definitely not like me anymore. Woo, Woo... I don't want to live anymore, Woo..."

"How could I say I like it or not?" Ji Wushuang frowned and was even more upset.

What he is thinking now is what the owner of the manor and Mu Qiqi are thinking, and have they really given up on him completely?

But the villa's business is in his hands. Although there are also Daba's people who are completely loyal to the owner of the house in each shop, there are also many of them.

What's more, he is the one who comes forward to make contact with other businesses every time. If he really pushes him out of trouble, it's not impossible for him to do something. Is the owner of the manor really trying to force him?

He was not afraid that the owner of the manor would really make things difficult for him, but he was afraid that he would not trust him after listening to Mu Qiqi's everything.

The effect of pillow wind is still very good, and he himself is deeply hurt and cannot extricate himself. Will the owner of the manor be the same?

He has no favoritism for Mu Qiqi now.

Ding Furong was still crying, heartbroken. He was so annoyed that he suddenly said in a deep voice: "Stop crying, cry again... I'll go to Ying'er's place."

Ding Furong's crying stopped abruptly, she lay on the bed, looked up at him, and two tears still hung at the corners of her eyes, looking pitiful.

This made Ji Wushuang feel distressed and his tone immediately softened: "I...I don't mean that."

He strode to the edge of the bed, sat down beside her, reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and he said softly: "I'm just really anxious. You heard it just now. Mu Qiqi went to Duanmu Ran and Dong Dali's place today, but he didn't come to me alone. I don't know anything about her, Duanmu Ran and Dong Dali's plan. Do you understand?"

Ding Furong has always known him best. He was really upset when he didn't stand on his side and thought about countermeasures with him and kept crying.

Ding Furong sniffed, grabbed the corner of his clothes and wiped away the tears from her face, and after a while, she said, "Are you afraid that they have become a line and are ready to deal with you?"

Ji Wushuang looked at her for a while before sighing heavily and nodding seriously.

In fact, Ding Furong had naturally thought of this problem, but she didn't dare to say anything at this moment. Everything had to be seen what Ji Wushuang meant.

When a woman should speak and shut up, she still has some research on when she should be a woman.

Even if you cannot study it thoroughly at all times, at least master it.

"Master, actually..." She paused, bit her lip, and tentatively said carefully: "Actually, most of the business in the villa is in your hands now. Although most of the brothers are loyal to the owner of the mansion, the owner of the mansion has been not in the villa for many years. Now many brothers are willing to follow the master."

Ji Wushuang's eyebrows jumped, Ding Furong immediately understood and said in a soft voice: "Master, don't misunderstand. I dare not say anything to resist the owner of the manor. I am just afraid that the master will be bullied."

Carefully observing his expression, she said, "You know, we don't know what the situation is now. Who knows if everything is what Mu Qiqi means, an outsider, master, today everyone says that I don't speak well, but can you really guarantee that she is a serious girl?"

Ji Wushuang still didn't speak, Ding Furong continued, "I heard that Mu Qiqi spent the night before yesterday in the owner's bedroom."

Ji Wushuang's face sank, she looked at her with her eyes down, and finally couldn't help asking: "Is this news true or false?"

An unmarried girl has already slept in the owner's dormitory. This not only shows that Mu Qiqi and the owner are not simple, but also shows that Mu Qiqi is not the daughter of a good family.

If it is a serious girl's home, even if they are in love, they will not be able to sleep with a man directly. If the reputation is not right, they will not be afraid of embarrassment.

"How could I lie and tell lies?" Ding Furong muttered her red lips, looking aggrieved: "It's all the news that the servants secretly sent back. It's true, I can swear."

Of course, she just missed something and didn't tell Ji Wushuang.

Mu Qiqi did spend that night in the owner's bedroom, but the owner slept in the guest room next door. Maybe Mu Qiqi was so drunk that he was injured. After the owner carried her back to treat her, he asked her to sleep in his room.

However, she didn't need to tell Ji Wushuang about this, nor did she want to tell him about it.

When Ji Wushuang heard this, he was immediately annoyed. It turned out that his wife said that Mu Qiqi was a brothel woman, and it was not completely impossible. If it weren’t for the poor background and misbehavior, how could he have lost his body to the man before getting married?

Take his two wives as an example. They were all pure and innocent when they married him. Before they got married, neither he nor them had any unusual behavior.

"No wonder he's so timid and his behavior is so bad." Ji Wushuang became more and more annoyed the more he thought about it. He had completely determined that Mu Qiqi was a demonic woman from a brothel. The owner of the manor accidentally confused her, and now he is like this.

"But no matter what, now the owner's token is in her hands, and we really can't compare to Mu Qiqi's methods." Ding Furong turned her side slightly. After this movement, a heart-wrenching pain immediately came from her butt, which made her mouth open and tears rolled down.

But she still looked at Ji Wushuang and said with tears in her eyes, "Master, I'm afraid that the owner of the manor has been confused by Mu Qiqi, or even the owner's injury was caused by Mu Qiqi. Now, the villa is in Mu Qiqi's hands, what if she wants to deal with you..."

"She dares!" A mere woman who is not a tyrannical woman dares to act like a mighty man on his head, and she is simply life or death!

He didn't take action today but didn't want to disturb the owner of the manor and didn't want to be petty with a little woman, but it wasn't because he was afraid of her.

"Master, who said she didn't dare? She even hit me, and hit me. Didn't this just hit the master in the face?" When she said this, she began to swallow and cry again.

Ji Wushuang just had a calm face and didn't speak, and the anger in her heart could no longer be covered.

Mu Qiqi is really hateful. How could he swallow this tone?

"Master, you have to take action first before she can stabilize your power." Ding Furong's words penetrated into his heart bit by bit: "Master, the business in the villa is still in your hands, and you still have the chance to make things right. Once even the business in your hands falls into her control, I am really afraid... I am really afraid that we can't even stay in the villa and will be driven away by that woman."

"She doesn't have the ability to measure it." She is just a young girl. Can she understand business affairs? Do she know how to manage such a big business?

Even if the villa's business is handed over to her, she will sooner or later be defeated. How could the owner of the manor really hand over the power to her?

The owner of the manor was deceived by beauty for a moment, and he was not really indifferent to right or wrong. He could not really give the future of the villa to a woman with a bad character.

Ding Furong guessed his thoughts thoroughly, staring at his entangled eyebrows, and she whispered: "I'm not afraid of ten thousand, but I'm afraid of it. Although the master has no intention of harming them, at least he must be careful of others."

"Then..." Ji Wushuang glanced at her, her eyes slightly turned, not knowing what she was thinking: "What do you think I should do now?"

"I don't understand business matters, how do you know what the master should do?" Ding Furong's eyes were slightly thrust, but it jumped very quickly, and he didn't notice it.

If you want to test her, just rely on him?

After following him for two years, she could see better than anyone else what his expression represents what his thoughts.

She lowered her eyes, looked at the pillowcase wet with her tears, and said wailingly: "No matter what decision the master makes, I will definitely support me. I still have some savings in private, because... I am afraid that the master will not want me one day, so I will save it secretly."

Speaking of this, my eyes couldn't help but lower my eyes, as if I was a little uneasy and a little embarrassed: "Master, don't blame me for being selfish, I'm just afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, how could I want you? I can't even care for you." Ji Wushuang rubbed her big palm on her black hair, feeling extremely pity.

He knew about her parents' family, and her father and brother had always hoped to cooperate with the villa, or even intervene in the villa's business.

If she had asked him to cooperate with her family just now, he would naturally be unhappy and would have suspected that she had another purpose in following her.

After all, it is really the best time to do this.

But not only did she not mention this matter at all, but also said that she had private property, which made him feel even more distressed.

How many women do not store their own treasurys in private? This is nothing at all.

Ding Furong closed her eyes and felt the comfort of his big palm. There was no strange expression on her face, but she was secretly happy in her heart.

I'm anxious to eat the ripe fruit, and it's not the time.

Mu Qiqi has not taken action yet, or he said that the action was too small and could not give Ji Wushuang enough pressure. If this matter is brought up now, Ji Wushuang will definitely not agree.

She still has to wait, she still has to wait.

Mu Qiqi wanted to play tricks with her, but she was still young!

If you want to win over Dong Dali and Duanmu Ran, you don’t want to wonder if you are qualified!

If she wants to play, she will play with her to the end. This time, either not to play, or to play big things if she wants to play!

Mu Qiqi, let’s take a look. I will let you know what it means to shoot yourself in the foot.
Chapter completed!