Chapter 918: Contract Wife

Ning Jin took a bath faster than washing her face, and rushed upstairs, and rushed down in less than three to five minutes, her hair was still wet, and she only had a pair of big underpants on her body.

He rushed downstairs quickly, intending to hug Yange, but when he looked up, he saw Qin Zhenzhen standing opposite Yange.

Thinking that it was because of this woman that his wife disliked her just now, Ning Jin hurriedly waved to Qin Zhenzhen and said, "You go back first, and you can talk to Miss K about the termination of the contract tomorrow."

Qin Zhenzhen hesitated to speak, but when he saw Ning Jin's disgusted expression, he bit his lip, turned around and left.

She is not a starlet who needs to depend on others now, she now has traffic, resources, and her own manpower, so she doesn't have to keep Ning Jin, the boss of Xinyu, at all.

She came to him several times, not because of anything else, but because she liked him.

She liked him very much from the first moment she saw him.

She is really, really, only likes him.

Not because he is the boss of Xinyu.

She even thought she was dazzled when she saw the boss who was usually unattainable in front of Yan Ge so cautiously and submissively.

Ning Jin, a man, how could he be like this.

Moreover, Ning Jin's wife is not as ugly as the rumors outside.

She was already sore and sad in her heart, and the woman on the sofa didn't intend to look up at her or talk to her from the beginning to the end, obviously she didn't take her seriously.

Xu's scene was really unacceptable. She wanted to say a few words to Yan Ge, but she hesitated as soon as she walked in front of Yan Ge, Ning Jin went downstairs.

No matter how unwilling he was in his heart, Qin Zhenzhen had no choice but to leave.

Ning Jin sat down beside Yan Ge, reached out and hugged Yan Ge in her arms, kneading Yan Ge's arms and legs with both hands.

Yan Ge originally wanted to resist, but the way he massaged his arms and legs was quite professional, so he simply stopped moving.

"Xinxin, Xinxin, how do you feel now? Is there anything you can't move? Is there any discomfort? Wait for you to drink some porridge, and I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup..."

Yan Ge didn't respond, she lowered her eyes, staring at Ning Jin's facial features.

He raised his finger and stroked his face little by little.

Although Ning Jin ten years ago was not considered a fresh meat, he had flawless facial features and could be regarded as an awe-inspiring and inviolable cold-faced president.

However, the current him looks a bit vicissitudes.

It was as if he had been sharpened and polished by ten years of knives and axes. He was not as fierce and extroverted as before, but his whole person seemed much more restrained.

Although it is still pretty, it is definitely not as tender as it was ten years ago.

Ning Jin couldn't help trembling when touched by her fingers, and his brain went blank for a moment. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face moved with her fingers, wishing her hands could keep touching him like this .

Yan Ge sighed: "I'm old."

Ning Jin only felt a "swoosh" in his heart, as if he had been shot by an arrow, and the numbness brought by Yan Ge's fingers could not fill the pain in his heart.

Yan Ge sighed: "Then my mother is alone, how is she doing now? I have to go back and see her tomorrow."

Ning Jin hesitated to speak.

Yan Ge was keenly aware of the strange expression on Ning Jin's face.

Contacting the host's mother Mu Mu who died early in that life, Yan Ge immediately had the worst idea: "My mother, she passed away?"