The night was dark, and the old house of Ji's family was shrouded in darkness. Only the window showed the lights that dispelled the darkness. Ji Baimo leaned against the window, squinted his eyes and looked out the window, holding a cigarette in his hand, and the faint smoke from his mouth was blowing out toward the window. The glasses on the bridge of his nose had been taken off, revealing the pair of narrow and beautiful peach blossom eyes.

"How about it?" Ji Baimo turned around and looked at Wen Youchen, who seemed content at home.

"Are you worried about doing things? But you..." Wen Youchen stretched his waist, lay on the sand, his lips bent, and spoke with a teasing smile.

"Bai Mo, why? Haven't you got along well with your beloved little pervert? Why do you look depressed?"

Listening to Wen Youchen's words, Ji Baimo frowned and crushed the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray. Then he reached out to pull off the tie at the collar and said something, as if asking Wen Youchen.

"Am I old?"

"Cough cough, what..." Wen Youchen suddenly heard Ji Baimo say this, and he coughed, and then he felt that there was something wrong with his ears. He heard it right. Ji Baimo, who believed in him, would ask him this question one day.

With his eyes rumbling, Wen Youchen couldn't help laughing. He was a personal spirit. In this world, the only person who could bother Ji Baimo was probably the only one who is the little loli of the Yan family, Yan Bai.

"Are you old when you are disliked?"

Ji Baimo pursed his thin lips and looked at Wen Youchen with a little smile. At this moment, his peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and he seemed a little smiled.

"Big Boss, I was wrong!" Wen Youchen spoke at Ji Baimo, as if he didn't poke Ji Baimo's pain. Then, he said with a smile.

"Look, you are only in your early twenties and are young. If you want to say that you are old, I am older than you. Let me tell you that the little girl did it on purpose."

Ji Baimo listened to Wen Youchen's words and said nothing.

Wen Youchen shook his head silently, "Anyway, it seems that Ji Baimo will fall into the hands of this little girl sooner or later. I hope... I hope this little girl will have a little conscience, unlike her six years ago."

Then, Wen Youchen stayed here for a while, made an appointment to extort a meal and prepared to leave. Ji Baimo went out to see Wen Youchen off. When he walked to the living room, he met Ji Ruyu who was not sleeping, or rather, he was waiting for Ji Baimo in the living room.

"Old Mo, now I'm not worried that you will die alone in the things that happened six years ago. What you should worry about now seems to be that a very young opponent appears in front of you."

Wen Youchen glanced at Ji Ruyu. From the beginning, he could see that Ji Ruyu had a special relationship with the little loli in the Yan family. He fully used his duty as a bad friend. In this sentence, he bit the word "Young" and left the Ji family after saying that.

Ji Baimo's brows moved slightly, and a dark color was settled in his amber eyes. He turned around and walked towards the center of the living room and spoke to Ji Ruyu.

"Ruyu, why are you sitting here if you don't sleep so late?"

"Uncle, I have something to ask you." Ji Ruyu stood up. He knew what Ji Baimo was doing today. When Ji Baimo and Wen Youchen came out just now, they also heard their conversation.

"What do you mean?" Ji Baimo glanced at Ji Ruyu, sat down directly against the sand, put his hand on the table, and tapped slightly.
Chapter completed!