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

Ji Wenhan wanted to put on a show the first time he met Xia Ling, and he even made himself look so pompous when he met her at the airport.

It really didn't seem like his style in the past!

"No worries." Cross smiled at Xia Ling.

*

Xia Ling, Cross, and Ferdinand talked as they walked. This was supposed to be a very normal thing.

But in Ji Wenhan's eyes, it didn't feel good at all.

The girl wore a short white t-shirt today. She tied it around her waist, revealing her snow-white and slender waist.

She was wearing jeans, and her ankles and jeans were rolled up. The girl's ankles were slender and delicate, and she wore a red rope anklet. When she walked, it was also eye-catching.

Seeing her dress, Ji Wenhan's anger could not be controlled.

However, the girl looked at him as if nothing had happened.

"Wenhan, this is Cross, my professor. This is our friend Ferdinand, a famous British architect."

"Ferdinand wants to come to China to explore and look for inspiration. With him and Cross as company, I don't have to worry about Cross being restrained. Without company, I'll bring him along."

As she spoke, she introduced Ji Wenhan to Cross and Ferdinand.

"Cross, Ferdinand, this is the very outstanding uncle I told you about! Ji Wenhan."

Cross smiled and nodded at Ji Wenhan.

Ferdinand's eyes lit up, and he was very enthusiastic.

"I've long heard of you. I've long heard from Xia that her uncle is a dragon among men, outstanding. Today, I've seen that he's indeed extraordinary."

His broken Chinese had a strong Wuxia flavor. No one knew when he had learned it.

Ji Wenhan glanced at Xia Ling.

"I've heard a lot about you!" He shook hands with Ferdinand quietly.

His low and mellow voice sounded, but it was in English, and it was a pure and fluent London accent.

The atmosphere here was finally more relaxed.

Ferdinand was an extrovert. When he heard Ji Wenhan's London accent, he felt a sense of familiarity

He followed Xia Ling and cross into the Phantom.

Along the way, he was very happy to talk to Ji Wenhan.

Ji Wenhan took his time and only asked a few questions.

Xia Ling listened, but she was covered in cold sweat.

She was extremely glad that she had chosen someone to anger Ji Wenhan. It was Cross.

If she said that the person she liked was Ferdinand...!

This time, she had returned to the country for nothing!

All of Ferdinand's words were out of Ji Wenhan's mouth.

*

After returning to the villa, Ji Wenhan stepped into the living room. Xia Ling looked up and saw a familiar figure.

"Nanny Fang, arrange for the guests to stay."

Xia Ling carried her luggage and was about to take advantage of Ji Wenhan's lack of attention to hide from the limelight.

The handsome and cold man glanced at her.

"Ji Xiaxia, come with me to the study room!"

Xia Ling: "Okay."

Ji Wenhan looked very angry. She could only hope for the best.

*

After entering the study room, Xia Ling closed the door behind her.

Sitting behind the desk, Ji Wenhan looked at her with his dark eyes and frowned again.

"Tell me, what are you wearing? Your shirt don't cover your waist? Your pants don't cover your feet? Ji Xiaxia, you sent me an email saying that you would study hard in England! Are you going to study hard in this outfit?"

Xia Ling was stunned.

She had originally thought that Ji Wenhan should have asked about Cross and her first when he came to denounce her.

She didn't expect that the clothes she had specially changed into to agitate Ji Wenhan would work first.

The girl pursed her lips and looked at Ji Wenhan with her dark eyes, feeling a little wronged