The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

As for those business tycoons, every one of them was filled with ambition.

They needed a marriage alliance and liked the beauty of a young girl. None of them paid attention to the girl's inner self.

Ji Wenhan felt that his condition was not right, so he sent the young girl out of the country. However, he never expected this...

The young girl was abroad. She broke away from his control and finally had a man she liked.

An old man who was about the same age as him?

This was a challenge that Ji Wenhan had never faced before.

He leaned against the back of his chair behind his desk.

The man tapped his slender fingers. His handsome face was pensive, and a dark light flashed across his deep eyes.

He calmed himself down and opened the email again.

"Ji Xiaxia, you're not even 20 yet. It's too early for you to be in a relationship right now. Why don't I buy you a plane ticket? You can ask Cross to come to China for a trip. I can help you appraise Cross's character? I can rest assured."

Ji Wenhan's tone was still earnest and instructive. Xia Ling had clearly seen all of Ji Wenhan's mental history through Hai Hai.

*

London's bachelor apartment.

Looking at the email from Ji Wenhan.

Xia Ling's eyes moved.

She smiled and typed "Okay" on the keyboard with her fair hands.

She sent it over and added, "Wenhan, I'll ask Cross if he's free to come back to China with me and I'll give you an answer later."

Ji Wenhan: "Okay."

The conversation with Ji Wenhan ended. Through the screen, Xia Ling could see Ji Wenhan's unsullied expression.

She stretched.

"Hai Hai, I'm packing up now."

Xia Ling had once told Hai Hai that if she suddenly wanted to return to the country one day, it would be when she was about to take down the Devil King.

Hai Hai was a little excited. "Host, is it time?"

Xia Ling replied with an "En." On this side, she contacted Cross and Ferdinand.

As long as she had known them, Xia Ling had already mentioned her situation.

She had a crush on Wenhan, who had raised her, but she had never had the chance to confess.

She had asked Cross to help her stimulate Ji Wenhan when she needed it, so that Xia Ling could take this last gamble.

*

A week later, Xia Ling took Cross and Ferdinand on a plane back to China's city A.

When they got off the plane, they were just about to ask Ji Wenhan who he had asked to pick them up.

When they got out of the airport, Xia Ling looked up and saw Ji Wenhan get out of the car.

He was wearing a black high-end custom-made George Armani suit with a well-tailored handmade white shirt lining.

The tailored suit pants outlined his long and strong legs.

At first glance, everyone would be attracted to him. Then, they would notice that the car he was driving was a custom-made Phantom that could rival 11 Rolls-Royces.

"Xia, your uncle is really rich."

Ferdinand smiled and said to Xia Ling in a low voice.

His tone was a little playful, but there was also some relief.

*

Ferdinand and Cross, along with Xia Ling, had rushed to catch the plane.

Naturally, they could not compare to Ji Wenhan's bright and beautiful appearance.

However, Ji Wenhan was like a male peacock that was desperately waving its feathers.

The more he thought about suppressing Ferdinand and Cross, the more it showed that he valued the girl.

At first, Ferdinand was afraid that the girl was wishful thinking.

But now, it seemed that this time, the matter between the girl and her uncle was almost certain. Perhaps he just needed some catalyst?

"I'm sorry," Xia Ling said in a low voice.