Chapter 60 We can’t live without you

In the villa of the program team, as soon as Ji Chenxing appeared, the originally bustling crowd immediately quieted down.

The crowd voluntarily made way for them, allowing Li Cuihua to see Ji Chenxing standing at the door of the villa.

The last time they met was at a charity night. Li Cuihua was standing on the side of the road. She just thought Ji Chenxing's skirt was very beautiful, but she didn't care much about Ji Chenxing himself.

Today, when the morning sun tinted the flowers and trees around the villa with vibrant colors, Ji Chenxing just walked out of the majestic mahogany door. When Li Cuihua looked up and saw the bright and beautiful Ji Chenxing, she suddenly felt ashamed of herself.

Ji Chenxing has a great temperament. She is beautiful, confident, and has a straight back, shining brightly in the sun. Li Cuihua rubbed her eyes and suddenly felt that all this was unreal.

Is this really the crazy Ji Chenxing who has lived in his own home for eighteen years, allowing his family to beat and scold him at will, and curled up in fear in the corner from time to time?

The moment he saw Li Cuihua, Shen Ruyan's face seemed to overlap with Li Cuihua's face in front of Ji Chenxing.

It’s not because the two people look so similar, but because both of them have not fulfilled their responsibilities as mothers and have extremely vicious minds.

"Mother." Ji Chenxing shouted to Li Cuihua.

Li Cuihua was startled by Ji Chenxing's cold voice. It seemed that Ji Chenxing didn't call her like this before?

Wasn't she just able to call her "Mom" stupidly? How come after coming to the rich family, not only did her brain become smarter, but her whole person also became sharper?

Li Cuihua didn't understand what was going on. Not only did she forget to answer Ji Chenxing, she was even frightened and shivered.

Ji Chenxing took a few steps towards Li Cuihua and said, "You were asking to see me, why are you silent now that I'm here?"

Ji Chenxing walked in front of Li Cuihua. The twenty-centimeter height difference made Ji Chenxing need to look down slightly when looking at Li Cuihua.

Li Cuihua was so scared that she took a few steps back.

Just then, a familiar voice came from not far away and calmed Li Cuihua.

Qi Ziyan also walked out of the villa, "Miss Ji, isn't it inappropriate for you to speak to your adoptive mother like this? After all, she has raised you for eighteen years. It's normal for her to be speechless for a while because she has missed you for so long."

What Qi Ziyan said made a lot of sense. Li Cuihua looked at Qi Ziyan with gratitude, and then recognized at a glance that Qi Ziyan was the young man who spoke for her that night of the charity night.

With Qi Ziyan's support, Li Cuihua straightened her back.

Li Cuihua tried hard to blink, but still couldn't squeeze out a tear.

“Chen Xing, this young man is right, I was just excited and couldn’t speak.

"Come home with us. Your father, your brother and I can't live without you."

Li Cuihua was waiting for Ji Chenxing to refuse. As long as Ji Chenxing refused her, she could stand on the moral high ground and blame Ji Chenxing.

But unexpectedly, Ji Chenxing not only did not refuse, but took the initiative to hold Li Cuihua's hand, as if he liked Li Cuihua from the bottom of his heart.

"Okay, mother, let's go home now." Ji Chenxing said very sincerely, holding Li Cuihua's hand and about to walk out, but as she walked, she seemed to think of something and suddenly stopped.

"Mother, did you bring the money?" Ji Chenxing asked expectantly, "Mr. Ji said that as long as you are willing to return the 200,000 yuan to him, he will let me go with you now, and you can rest assured that after I leave this time, I will have nothing to do with their family." Ji Chenxing bet that Li Cuihua did not bring any money this time, and given Li Cuihua's personality, she probably didn't want to return the 200,000 yuan at all.

The reason why she came here to make trouble was because she was not satisfied with the 200,000 yuan given by Ji Huaiyu, and wanted to use public opinion to make more money from Ji Huaiyu.

As expected, when the question of paying back the money was raised, Li Cuihua exploded as if she had been hit, "How can that be possible?!"

Ji Chenxing suddenly stopped, with murderous intent in his eyes, staring at Li Cuihua, as if he was sentencing her to imminent death.

"Why not? Is it that the two hundred thousand yuan cannot be returned, or that I cannot sever ties with the Ji family so that you can ask them for alimony in the future?"

Li Cuihua was shocked by the murderous look in Ji Chenxing's eyes. She had lived for more than 30 years, so she could tell that Ji Chenxing's murderous look was not forced, but something she had originally.

But how could Ji Chenxing, an eighteen-year-old girl, have such a chilling murderous aura?

Li Cuihua couldn't understand it, but she quickly changed her words under the fear of this look.

"No, no, it's not that I can't return it. It's just that I was in a hurry to come out this time and didn't think of bringing the money with me. How about you come back with me first, and we can make up for the money later?"

Li Cuihua said this, but she was thinking in her heart that as long as Ji Chenxing was willing to go back with her, she would find an opportunity to send Ji Chenxing to the bed of the old man at the village entrance. By then, the matter would be settled and no one would care about the two hundred thousand.

Li Cuihua had good ideas, but Ji Chenxing suddenly pushed her away with such force that she fell to the ground.

Ji Chenxing squatted down and stared at Li Cuihua's eyes relentlessly.

"Didn't you come here specially to pick me up? Then how come you forgot to bring money? Or do you not want to pay me back at all, and just want to take advantage of other people's sympathy to tie me back?"

Ji Chenxing asked the point, and the people around him began to no longer trust Li Cuihua and started to make all kinds of discussions.

Qi Ziyan came over, helped Li Cuihua up, and scolded her loudly.

"Ji Chenxing, how can you do this to your adoptive mother? No matter what, she loves you in her heart. Even if she has selfish motives, it is for your better life. Why do you keep staring at the 200,000 yuan? For the Ji family, this 200,000 yuan is not a lot, right?"

Li Cuihua felt relieved and smiled gratefully at Qi Ziyan, wiping away tears with trembling lips.

"Thank you, young man. If Chen Xing can think this way, her father and I will feel much better."

At this time, Ji Xi also came over. He was taller than Li Cuihua and looked quite strong.

As soon as he arrived, he pushed Qi Ziyan, who was supporting Li Cuihua, aside and said, "You little bitch, I'm telling you, you'd better behave yourself and go back with us. Don't make me tell you who the boss is here."

When the original owner was at home, Ji Xi would say this sentence before beating him, so that every time the original owner heard this sentence, he would tremble and listen to Ji Xi's words blankly.

But this time, Ji Chenxing not only did not do as Ji Xi wished, but turned around and met Ji Xi's eyes.

"Oh? You want to tell me who I am? That's great. I want to talk to you today."

(End of this chapter)