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

"Wenhan! All the girls on the street wear this, and they even wear short tops and hot pants. I'm still wearing long pants; it's conservative enough."

Conservative enough?

Looking at the young girl's exposed snow-white slender waist, the white top that was tied up, the young girl's underwear was probably about to be exposed!

How could this be conservative?

Ji Wenhan originally didn't want to lose his temper, and only wanted to have a peaceful chat with the young girl.

But he didn't expect that the young girl would dare to talk back without even ackowledging him?

Ji Wenhan sneered and stared at her

"Oh? Conservative enough? Go out on the street now and see which good girl is dressed like this? Go find one for me and let me have a look too!"

Seeing Ji Wenhan's gloomy expression, Xia Ling also pouted.

"I don't dare."

From before, whenever Ji Wenhan saw her wearing something a little revealing, he became a sharp talker.

Xia Ling insisted on arguing with him. He could really drive a car. Now, she would take Xia Ling out on the street and do an on-site investigation with her.

In the past, if he hadn't asked her to wear it, she would have let it go.

But now, according to the laws of China, she was already eighteen years old. Even if Ji Wenhan was her guardian, she should have long been out of his control.

He still treated her like a child. How could this be?

"On the surface, you say you don't dare, but in reality, you're already mocking me in your heart, right?"

Seeing the girl's unconvinced face, Ji Wenhan's anger exploded

"You think I can't control you anymore? I'm an old antique, and only that Cross can speak to your heart? You don't listen to Wenhan at all?"

Xia Ling: "Wenhan, I don't!"

Ji Wenhan stood up. "You still say you don't?"

From the beginning, when she had appeared with the two men, her gaze had been focused on that Cross.

That Cross... Ji Wenhan had seen it!

His face was dark and sullen, and his temper didn't seem to be any better than Ji Wenhan's. He was even worse than Ji Wenhan. What was it about Cross that the young girl had fallen in love with?

"I didn't! Wenhan, even if you think that I'm not dressed to your liking, you can't just falsely accuse people. Cross is my friend!"

The girl's eyes reddened as she stubbornly replied. She lowered her eyes and remained expressionless.

"Wenhan, I like Cross. I want to be with him."

"Although Cross looks a little gloomy, his personality is actually very gentle. He won't care what clothes I'm wearing or what family background I come from. He respects me. He doesn't treat me like a child. He likes me..."

The side of her face was pale, revealing only her fragile appearance.

As he looked at her, his eyes turned bloodshot. Ji Wenhan clenched his fists. "Ji Xiaxia, shut up!"

Staring at the girl, the negative emotions in his eyes seemed to make Ji Wenhan explode.

He didn't want to hear this from the girl. He didn't want to hear a single word.

"How old are you? You're talking about love! Ji Xiaxia, don't touch it. You can't afford to touch it."

"You might just be having fun, but you have to give up your whole life for it? Ji Xiaxia, I worked so hard to send you to Pulkole, but you find a foreign boyfriend? Your parents are back. What do you want me to tell them?"

"Have fun?" The girl frowned, her eyes hurt. "Wenhan, in your heart, is my friend, the person I like, such a person?"

She looked at Ji Wenhan and took two steps back, distancing herself from Ji Wenhan.

The tears in the girl's eyes moved slightly as she looked at Ji Wenhan. With tears in her eyes, a smile appeared on her lips

"You've always treated me like a child, but I'm not young anymore! I'll turn 20 next month. This is the age to get married."