菠萝蜜不正经视频

Song Zhizhi was busy for a while, preparing for a finance exam.

It just so happened that during this period both the mother and daughter of the Nie family and Yi Wenhan kept quiet, with Yi Wenhan also preparing for exams.

Thus, half a month passed relatively peacefully. The long-awaited examination was finally over. Song Zhizhi, having always been a good student and intellectually gifted, found the test a breeze. So did Yi Wenhan, who seamlessly made it to the management agency of the Ye Family in the past.

Song Zhizhi never expected Ji Baijian to be waiting at the entrance right after her exam.

Most of the students taking the test were ordinary people who were unfamiliar with Ji Baijian. However, his over-the-top good looks and the subtle yet, extravagantly expensive black car that he arrived in drew countless stares.

Song Zhizhi walked towards him.

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After she got in, Ji Baijian returned to his seat and they drove off.

This scene stirred up much speculation among the rest of the candidates, including Yi Wenhan who frowned upon hearing the collective gasps of admiration and envy.

Having lost Song Zhizhi to Ji Baijian, Yi Wenhan found it hard to accept that his ex seemed to be doing even better than he had thought. He still could not come to terms with how easily Song Zhizhi had cut ties with him.

Meanwhile, in the car, Song Zhizhi reported her test results to her father over the phone, then turned to look at Ji Baijian and asked, “Did the sun rise from the west today?”

“Didn’t you propose twice-weekly dates?” Ji Baijian replied without taking his eyes off the road, driving seriously.

However, Song Zhizhi felt him cold.

“But you’ve been showing up only once every two weeks,” Song Zhizhi murmured.

“Miss Song, weren’t you busy studying?” Ji Baijian replied.

Rolling her eyes, Song Zhizhi decided not to argue further.

After a roundabout ride, the car parked at an isolated harbor, that was evidently well taken care of.

Frankly speaking, Song Zhizhi was apprehensive of Ji Baijian’s goodwill after their amusement park fiasco where she almost lost her life, she feared this time he might let her dance with sharks.

Noticing her worries, Ji Baijian silently led the way.

Song Zhizhi reluctantly followed him.

In front of them was a glass house elevated over the sea. It was a restaurant with only one table, surrounded by panoramic window walls. With its sophisticated interior juxtaposed against the natural beauty, the place seemed like a paradise detached from the world.

Song Zhizhi stared at Ji Baijian from across the table.

Ji Baijian’s eyes flickered, “Miss Song, you seem quite cautious around me?”

“Because you’re always full of surprises.”

A hint of a smile appeared on the corners of Ji Baijian’s lips, “I’m flattered.”

She wondered at what point she had complimented him.

“I’ve never known about this place,” Song Zhizhi confessed.

She never knew there was such a peaceful yet sophisticated place in Jin City.

“It’s private,” Ji Baijian explained.

“Yours?” Song Zhizhi arched her eyebrows, “The young master Ji has already started to enjoy the finer things in life, hasn’t he?”

“It’s called investment,” Ji Baijian responded calmly, sipping on lemon water, “The number of territories that can be developed in Jin City is limited. The ocean is an expansion opportunity.”

Song Zhizhi contemplated his statement since she had not paid much attention to economic developments in her past life. Looking back, she realized this area indeed developed into a tourist spot and a villa area. However, she did not know that it was one of Ji Baijian’s investments.

Just then, the waiter brought their meal.

Unexpectedly, a bottle of red wine was included.

‘Weren’t you against me drinking?” Song Zhizhi raised her eyebrows.

“One glass is acceptable,” Ji Baijian answered.

Song Zhizhi pouted.

As the two of them enjoyed their gourmet meal and sipped on their wine, in such a beautiful setting, Song Zhizhi found the atmosphere deeply romantic.

When she was dating Yi Wenhan, their date locations were typically spots where ordinary people would go – food stalls, parks, amusement parks, ice cream parlors. It’s not that she didn’t like those places, it just felt that she was settling for less.

Atter enjoying a leisurely luncn, tney sat m lounge cnalrs outside tne restaurant, staring at the vast sea, Song Zhizhi wasn’t sure what Ji Baijian had planned next. She didn’t feel like asking either, idly following his lead.

Around 3:00 in the afternoon, while half-asleep in a recliner, Song Zhizhi vaguely felt something happening. When she drowsily opened her eyes, she was met with Ji Baijian’s face up close. Under the sunlight reflecting off the sea, he looked dazzlingly handsome.

Her lips slightly parted, thinking something was about to happen…

But Ji Baijian merely stood straight and said, “Let’s get on the boat.”

‘Where are we going?” Covering her slight disappointment, Song Zhizhi asked cautiously.

“Don’t worry, I won’t make you swim with sharks.”

“Should I be thanking you then?” Song Zhizhi laughed.

“Thank yourself. You’re so skinny, like a skeleton. Sharks wouldn’t like you,” Ji

Baijian said as he strolled over to the luxurious yacht moored in front of them.

Song Zhizhi didn’t know Ji Baijian very well before and now that she did, she found his sarcastic tongue infuriating.

She followed him onto the yacht, surprised to see Yin Qin also onboard. Apart from him, Ji Baixin and a few unfamiliar but seemingly intimate friends of Ji Baijian were present, suggesting it was a small gathering arranged by Ji Baijian.

Song Zhizhi looked down at herself: she had worn a somewhat formal black dress due to the exam. It was not unattractive, but unfit for a party. She knew Ji Baijian would never give her a perfect surprise.

On the yacht deck, every party member was elegantly dressed, sipping wine, and enjoying hors d’oeuvres. As they made their entrance, several people came over to greet them, most of whom Song Zhizhi didn’t recognize.

After making their rounds, Ji Baijian led Song Zhizhi into a luxurious cabin on the yacht, causing her to furrow her brows at the sight of three attendants standing inside, respectfully awaiting their arrival.

“What’s this about?” a rather puzzled Song Zhizhi asked nervously.

Ji Baijian didn’t answer, he just turned around and left.

Song Zhizhi, slightly irked, watched as the attendants promptly approached and guided her to the vanity mirror.

So, they were going to give her a makeover?!