"When did my Mrs. Ji develop feelings for Mr. Zhan?" Ji Yan closed the document in his hand. His eyes were cold as he looked at the phone as if he was looking at the person opposite him through the phone. His voice was cold as he declared his possessiveness. "I advise you to be careful with your words and actions, Mr. Zhan. I'm a petty and jealous person. If Mr. Zhan continues to cause trouble, I'm afraid I'll have to pay you a visit."
Hearing Ji Yan's voice, Zhan Cangqiong rubbed the corner of his mouth. The corner of his mouth was as smooth as jade, without a trace, but he seemed to feel some pain. It was as if he had returned to the day of Lu Shaoyang and Su Ling's wedding when Ji Yan's hard fist smashed into his face mercilessly.
"President Ji, don't be anxious." Zhan Cangqiong Qiong laughed excitedly. "I believe that there will be a day when we continue to compete. When that time comes, I'll have a good fight with President Ji."
