The Prime Minister's Wife Is The Richest Woman [MTL]

Chapter 59

With a creak, the wooden door of the bathroom was closed again.

Ji Yunxi stood outside the door.

The moonlight is bright tonight, and the moonlight is like silver frost.

She raised her hand slightly, lowered her eyebrows, and her eyes fell on the back of her hand.

There is a faint water mark between the smooth and delicate skin, which is about to disappear.

Ji Yunxi has never been in love.

In her previous life, she was busy with her career and had no intention of getting married in her heart.

Whether it's marriage or romantic relationship, in Ji Yunxi's eyes, it's essentially a web of intertwined interests.

The derivation of love between men and women, if you think about it carefully, also comes from the benefits you get from it.

A partner's good looks, top-level education, high dual quotient, superior family background, etc., to put it bluntly, isn't most of the love based on this.

And choosing marriage in this life is just a different choice under different backgrounds and times.

The modern business environment is free, as long as it does not violate the law, and it will not involve the lives of oneself or family members at every turn. Of course, she had no family in her previous life.

However, the business environment in ancient times was much worse, and it was closely related to the situation in the court. It was even too much to arouse the fear of the emperor, and life was like a mustard.

Ji Yunxi still has the Ji family to protect.

People have their strengths and weaknesses, and Ji Yunxi is not good at officialdom. Finding a partner who complements her and binding her into marriage is the best way.

Ji Yunxi is very satisfied with Wu Wei'an's cooperation partner so far.

It's just that time is always great and terrible. After spending several months together day and night, she seems to be getting used to him, and he also seems to be getting used to her.

Recently, he has been doing a lot of small details and small movements.

Ji Yunxi didn't want to guess what he meant.

Wu Wei'an, if you try to guess what's on his mind, it's just that he was full and had nothing to do, and his brain was kicked by a donkey.

Because I can't figure it out.

What is true may be true, or it may be false.

False may be false, or it may be true.

What is true can become false, and what is false can become true.

But having said that, if he can be guessed easily, he won't be the one Ji Yunxi is satisfied with.

So no guessing, just wait.

Waiting quietly, watching quietly, waiting for the fox to reveal its tail, waiting for the sun to rise from the mist.

What Ji Yunxi never lacked most was patience.

But in an instant, the water stains on the back of his hand dispersed with the wind.

Ji Yunxi turned and went back to the room, her footsteps were the same as before, neither fast nor slow, each step was firm enough.

Inside the door, Wu Wei'an, who was walking towards the tub, felt his footsteps stop and turned around to take a look.

He was playing with the little jade bottle with his fingertips, his face was gloomy and his eyes were strange and deep.