Chapter 16 Are You a Dog

Tang Hao choked for a moment. He clenched his fists by his side. He wanted to ask her, " Why did you lie to me? Why did you talk and laugh with Ji Huaizhi, as if you were lovebirds?" Because of self-esteem, he could not bear the woman who had been into him suddenly falling in love with another man! Ji Huaizhi didn't even give him a look and calmly pulled Ye Zhiyu into the car. "Well..." Ye Zhiyu looked at him. Due to the dim light in the car, from this angle, she could only see the side of his face and the cold light reflected in his eyes and felt the atmosphere of oppression constantly emitted from his body. She bit her lips and said softly, "Don't get me wrong. There's nothing between us. You know that..." "Ahhhhhhhhh!" She felt pain in her neck. Ye Zhiyu held her breath and looked at the man pressing on her body. Before she could react, he blocked her mouth with his lips and bit her softly with his overbearing breath surrounding her. Special Assistant Li, who was in the driver's seat, shrunk his body and reduced his sense of presence, even not daring to breathe. Ye Zhiyu was pressed against the back of the chair, unable to breathe. The corner of her mouth was bitten with blood, and she cried out in pain. It took her a lot of effort to push him away. Ji Huaizhi was not annoyed and slowly licked the blood on the corner of his lips. "This is the punishment." "Are you a dog? You bit me?" When she looked at his face, her heart squeezed. "Moreover, I was wrongly accused, okay? He came to look for me. I never paid any attention to him from the beginning to the end. A hypocrite like him even doesn't deserve to hold a candle for me!" It seemed that he was pleased by her words, and he chuckled. Ye Zhiyu hugged his arm and said in a sweet voice, "Hubby, let's go and bring Little Fan back." "Okay." Ji Huaizhi only hesitated for a few seconds and agreed. In Ji Family's Manor. Although Ye Zhiyu had been married to Ji Huaizhi for many years, she hardly came here. She only remembered that Father Ji, Ji Xianhong, was especially serious. He had the same stubborn personality as Ji Huaizhi. Although the two of them were father and son, they seemed to be born to be at odds with each other. At this time, Father Ji was sitting on a sandalwood chair in the hall. His eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Ji Huaizhi's, but he was more stable and sophisticated than his son. "Dad, I'm here to bring Little Fan back." Ji Huaizhi looked straight at him. Ye Zhiyu, standing beside him, seemed nervous and called "dad" in a low voice. Father Ji looked at her, a trace of surprise flashing through his eyes. He said unhappily, "What are you two going to do wearing such formal clothes? Little Fan is living well here. Why did you suddenly decide to bring him back?" He really cared about this precious grandson. "Don't need to say like that. We are Little Fan's parents. Of course, we have the right to take him away." Ji Huaizhi said in a calm tone. "Is this the way you speak to your father? Little Fan is not only your son but my grandson." Father Ji's face grew darker. "I'm not here to quarrel with you." Ji Huaizhi frowned. Feeling the tension between them, Ye Zhiyu secretly tugged at the corner of his clothes. "Dad, it was my idea to take Little Fan back," Ye Zhiyu stepped forward and looked at Father Ji. "I know you care about your grandson. We will take good care of him after taking him back." "You have no right to speak here. I won't let you get close to Little Fan again. If you dare to do anything to hurt him again, I won't show any mercy to you!" Father Ji stared at her sharply. Mother Ji was alarmed and hurriedly came down from upstairs. "What happened? Why are you so angry?" "Ask your daughter-in-law. She actually wanted to find ways to hurt my grandson again!" "Well..." "Dad, you wronged me. I know that I have done a lot of things that let you and Little Fan down, but now I know it was my fault. Could you please trust me once more..." Ye Zhiyu once again felt the feeling of not being trusted. At the same time, she insisted that she had to bring her son back today. Father Ji turned his head away and said nothing. Mother Ji looked hesitant. Seeing her sincere expression, she had somewhat confidence in her. She advised, "How about let Little Fan decide on this matter himself? We won't stop him if he agrees to go home with you. If he disagrees, I can't do anything about it." Ye Zhiyu's face lit up with a smile.