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

Chapter 62

Ji Yunxi was tired all night.

Went to find Wu Wei'an tonight, she didn't use the carriage, but asked Wan Xiang to take her.

Wan Xiang's martial arts is good, and her lightness kung fu is also good, but she can't take her all over the capital all night.

Therefore, Ji Yunxi has traveled a lot.

In the late autumn night, she was wearing a complicated and heavy dress and a very heavy headdress, walking on the deserted street.

How many places did she go to in one night?

Does it add up to seven before and after?

At that age, Yun Xi had just entered the workplace, and he had to visit clients all day long.

But I haven't been so tired!

At least Hyundai has buses, subways, and shared bicycles.

Although the function of Wanxiang is a bit like a bus or a subway, in modern times, when Ji Yunxi goes to meet customers, she wears light clothes, a white T, a pair of jeans, and a pair of sneakers.

But now, she was wearing the same outfit that she participated in the sweet-scented osmanthus banquet, running as a 'client'.

Ji Yunxi formed a fist with five fingers, and slapped the dressing table with one fist, and the powder box on the table shook.

Seven places.

Seven places!

She turned around from east to west, north and south!

She walked around almost all night, counting tens of thousands of steps, right?

Did he warn in advance that he would die?

Ji Yunxi understood everything he planned behind doing this, so she gritted her teeth and walked down.

But Ji Yunxi also believed that he was absolutely doing the public good for his own benefit.

This man had a morbid obsession with taking her for a walk, or trying to get her to exercise.

Just like Xuezhu sweeping the floor, and the poisonous lady sprinkling poisonous powder...

Sure enough, things of a kind flock together and people form groups.

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The more Ji Yunxi thought about it, the angrier she became.

She really hasn't exercised so much for many, many years.

Both legs were faintly sore, and Ji Yunxi sat there, not even bothering to take off her makeup or get up for a while.

Let her sit for a while, sit for a while.

At this moment, the sky outside was getting brighter, and the sky was covered with a layer of black and blue ink.

At the turn of night and day, Wu Wei'an came out from the secret room.

He tidied himself up clean and tidy, but his pale lips, gray eyes, and somewhat frivolous steps all showed the danger of this night.

The poisonous lady and steward Yuan hurried up to greet her.

Yuan Guanshi's cloudy old eyes were filled with worry, his dry lips moved slightly: "Master..."

Wu Wei'an slightly raised his hand to stop Guan Shi Yuan from speaking, and then he asked Poison Lady, "Madam, have you been here?"

The poisonous lady nodded: "I've been here, but Madam seems to be angry."