Reborn as a top-notch little wife

Xi Changchang was so frightened that he almost didn't mention it and rolled his eyes. He didn't understand why Jiaming was so happy. He just added a WeChat message and he wasn't proposing to her.

It turns out that when everyone meets someone they like, they will feel that the boring world suddenly becomes more interesting and becomes more and more colorful. The breeze is gentle, the green waves are dense, and love will come with flowers in its hands.

Suddenly the mobile phone on the table rang, Xi Changchang bent forward, picked up the mobile phone from the table, and casually turned on the screen, and saw a familiar name, Zhong Jiamu, who was currently working at the law firm.

He said: "Are you busy?"

Xi Changchang didn't pay attention and fell off the sofa.

Xi Changchang rubbed his butt, got up, picked up his phone, and typed a line. After typing, he was about to send it, but he felt that it seemed like he had sent too many messages, so he quickly deleted it and sent three words: "No."

It looks calm and calm, right? In fact, her heart is filled with turmoil.

Zhong Jiamu replied almost instantly: Are you free this weekend?"

Xi Changchang weighed it in his mind. Did he mean to take him to play by himself?! Isn't he a workaholic? He asked with slight surprise: "Why?"

The other party replied quickly: "It's okay. I want to go see my idol's small concert, but I don't know the way very well."

Xi Changchang then said with a smile: "If you invite me, I will take you there."

As soon as he finished sending this sentence, Xi Changchang regretted it. Because he felt that Zhong Jiamu was a slow-moving person, and he might not be able to accept her familiarity. As expected, he didn't reply for a long time.

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Chapter 17: No one I like

The car drove all the way from here to the performance place, with the faint fragrance of black locust floating in the air. Xi Changchang was sitting in the passenger seat and looking at his mobile phone when he heard Zhong Jiamu, who was driving beside him, asking: "Have you eaten?

Do you want to go get something to eat first?"

Xi Changchang looked at the time on his phone. It was almost two o'clock and the performance was about to start. He was in a hurry when he went out at noon and did not have time to eat. If he went to eat now, it would be too late, so he said: "No, I

Had something to eat at home."

Zhong Jiamu glanced at her with cold eyes, as if he saw that the other party had not eaten, and said calmly: "There is an ice cake that a friend brought back from Japan in the back seat. Please help me get it."

Xi Changchang's eyes lit up when he heard about food. Following Zhong Jiamu's instructions, he took out a delicately wrapped paper bag from the back seat and opened it to see that there were countless small packages of ice cakes. He was already a little hungry.

Xi Changchang, when he saw such an attractive cake, his mouth watered instantly.

Zhong Jiamu raised his eyes, glanced at her coolly, and said, "I don't like sweet food. If you like it, just eat it, otherwise throw it away."

Xi Changchang was startled: "No, I like it! It looks so delicious, it would be a pity to throw it away."

"Then you solve it." Zhong Jiamu had a smile on his lips.

"Don't worry," Xi Changchang narrowed his eyes and nodded with a smile, "I'm the best at taking care of food."

After speaking, she quickly opened a cake, stuffed it into her mouth and ate it as if no one was watching.

Zhong Jiamu looked at her with a cold and deep look, and asked with a half-smile: "I heard from my dad that you have been here for several years, are you used to it?"

While eating the cake, Xi Changchang said: "I wasn't used to it when I first came here. I remember when I came to college, I couldn't get used to it. Everything was sweet. I also encountered military training, and as a result, I became thin and thin.

Black, as ugly as a local dog."

Zhong Jiamu tilted his lips: "What's so ugly about a local dog? It's so cute."

"Then you mean to indirectly compliment me on my cuteness?" Xi Changchang has always had a carefree personality and is a typical chatterbox. No matter how cold and aloof the other person is, she can always chat with her. Even when she is facing someone she likes, it is no exception, so with

After people get along with each other for a long time, they will figure out a set of rules for quickly becoming familiar with each other.

However, she overestimated herself, because Zhong Jiamu is not an ordinary person and does not play according to common sense. Therefore, her trick will not work at all with the other party.

Zhong Jiamu's eyes were as unfathomable as an abyss, and he replied to her with two words expressionlessly: "It's okay."

The air suddenly became silent. Xi Changchang bit her lip and laughed twice, trying to find a hole to crawl into. So she sat silently on the passenger seat and drew circles, closed her mouth and stopped talking.

After a long time, I finally arrived at the performance venue where I had been queuing for a long time to check in my tickets. I was informed that the performance was cancelled.

Xi Changchang resisted the urge to swear and prepared to argue with the ticket inspector, but the organizer of the band gave an official explanation, saying that the weather was too cold and a full refund would be given to everyone.

Everyone at the scene was wailing, and even some dissatisfied spectators almost started to fight. After all, the weather was so cold, and everyone came all the way to see their favorite band. Xi Changchang sighed, but he didn't expect it.

So bad.

The crowd was bustling, and Xi Changchang looked at Zhong Jiamu beside him. Although his face was expressionless, he could feel that there was a chill around him, and he looked extremely disappointed.

Xi Changchang comforted him and said: "This band often comes here to perform, and there are many opportunities. Let's see it again in the future, right?"

Zhong Jiamu stared at her for a while and said in surprise: "Really?"

"Of course it's true." Xi Changchang replied firmly. When Zhong Jiamu nodded and seemed to believe it, she wanted to laugh. In fact, she made it up to comfort him. She didn't know this band at all.

It's still early now, and since there can't be a show, Xi Changchang wants to take Zhong Jiamu to another place, but she can't think of any fun places for the time being.

Later, she saw the staff put up a promotional sign, so she ran up to ask. The staff told her that although the performance was cancelled, there was still an interesting event coming, which was a large-scale abandoned cinema with a horror theme imported from abroad.

Xi Changchang looked at the promotional sign carefully and thought it should be a haunted house, so he turned to Zhong Jiamu and asked: "How about we play this?"

Zhong Jiamu was silent for a while, looked at her with cold eyes and suspicion, and said solemnly: "Are you sure you are not afraid?"

"Are you kidding me?" Xi Changchang rolled up her sleeves and said with extraordinary momentum, "I'm very courageous, okay?" In fact, she is the kind of person who is more afraid and wants to play. Sometimes she is firm on the outside, but actually she is very brave on the inside.

She was very cowardly. As soon as she entered, Xi Changchang regretted it.

As the saying goes, if you don't seek death, you won't die, and it was vividly demonstrated in her.

Xi Changchang could only blame this haunted house for being too realistic. What scared her was not the fake corpses on the ground, but the terrifying and gloomy atmosphere.

Moreover, the air-conditioning was turned on so much that Xi Changchang was frightened to death and almost froze to death at the same time.

However, she turned her head and looked at Zhong Jiamu beside her. Not only did she look cold, but she also said nothing at all without any expression on her face. She even complained with a cold expression throughout the whole process.

When he first entered, there was a skeleton at the door. Zhong Jiamu glanced at the skeleton with his cold, snow-covered eyes, and said with disgust: "The skeletons are all spelled wrong. It's not professional at all. This skeleton is neither male nor female."

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Xi Changchang: "..."

In short, during the whole process, Xi Changchang's painting style was full of panic, while Zhong Jiamu's style was all kinds of complaining.

There were many people in the haunted house. Zhong Jiamu walked at the front, and Xi Changchang hid behind him. He only listened to him chattering endlessly explaining various corpse props to himself along the way. In the huge, dark and scary haunted house, only the Zhong family

Mu put on a calm face and let out an academically disdainful laugh.

"Look at this corpse. It has been dead for so long and its muscles and joints have become stiff. How could it possibly complete the scary action of walking?"

"Look at this wound. It was obviously caused by a sharp instrument. How could there be bruises?"

Everyone was scared to death and kept saying "ah" in the haunted house. Only Zhong Jiamu smiled expressionlessly next to him. Maybe he also talked with the ghosts about policies and spiritual implementation guidelines.

Obviously his sarcasm with a sense of superiority was not very flattering, but Xi Changchang actually felt that he was right, doge-faced.

It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon when we left the haunted house. After staying in the air-conditioned room for a long time, a gust of wind came and was so cold that Xi Changchang shivered several times.

Zhong Jiamu looked at her with a pair of deep eyes and asked, "Are you cold?"

Xi Changchang sneezed and shook his head: "No, it's just that the air-conditioning has been blowing for too long. It's even colder when it comes out. I'm a little uncomfortable."

Zhong Jiamu said calmly: "Then let's go indoors. Are you hungry? Let's go eat?"

Xi Changchang said "hmm" and followed him into the car, then heard his cell phone ringing.

After a long time, Zhong Jiamu finished answering the phone. He paused for a moment without any emotion in his eyes, and said to Xi Changchang: "I can't treat you to dinner today. A relatively urgent case suddenly came to the office. I need to make an emergency decision."

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"Ah? It's okay, it's okay. If you have anything to do, please leave first." Although she said it was okay, Xi Changchang still felt a clear sigh in her heart. So she reluctantly started to unbuckle her seat belt, but she ended up dead.

I can't untie it. Well, it's not that she is stupid, it's that the seat belt structure of Zhong Jiamu's car is different.

Originally, Xi Changchang didn't want to fasten her seat belt when she got in the car. She had never had this habit of riding in a car and found it very troublesome. However, Zhong Jiamu ordered her to fasten it with a cold face.

Very good, she can't untie it now.

So when she lowered her head and fiddled with the buttons, a cold fragrance suddenly hit her nose, like mist in the forest.

Xi Changchang raised her head in surprise and saw Zhong Jiamu coming over, approaching her and helping her unbuckle her seat belt.

His heart suddenly felt hot, as if he was being gently blown by the breeze in the summer evening. Somehow, Xi Changchang felt that his heart, which had been motionless for ten thousand years, was beating like a drum at this moment, as if in an instant,

There was a huge tsunami in my heart. My whole body felt dizzy and my face felt a little hot.

At such a close distance, Xi Changchang opened his eyes wide and stared at the person in front of him without moving. Under his thick eyebrows, he had a pair of cold moon-covered eyes with ridiculously long eyelashes. His clean and sharp facial features were particularly sharp and angular.

.Well, no matter how you look at it, this face is impeccably beautiful.

"Okay." After a while, Zhong Jiamu let her go, raised his eyes, and saw that her face was incredibly red, and the corners of her mouth suddenly raised.

Xi Changchang didn't expect that his face would turn red like this. He felt a little embarrassed and coughed a few times: "Then... then I'm leaving."

"Wait." At this time, Zhong Jiamu seemed to be very interested in her reaction, and suddenly pressed towards her, locked Xi Changchang in the passenger seat, and looked straight into her eyes.

Xi Changchang was stunned for a moment, and his heart twitched violently. His face turned red all the way to his ears. He was confused for a while, and then asked: "What's wrong?"

Zhong Jiamu looked at her with a half-smile, handed a mobile phone to her eyes, raised it, and raised her thin lips: "You forgot to take your mobile phone."

"Oh, thank you." Xi Changchang quickly took the phone and raised his eyelids, only to find that Zhong Jiamu still had that evil smile on his lips. He was slightly startled and asked with some confusion, "What are you smiling at?"

Zhong Jiamu's eyes and brows were all smiling, and he glanced at her with interest: "What do you think I'm laughing at?"

Xi Changchang was speechless, and the veins on her forehead twitched. She immediately understood that the other party was teasing her on purpose. Her face turned red from the heat. She quickly opened the car door, jumped out of the car, glared at him and said, "Goodbye!"

At this time, Zhong Jiamu immediately returned to his cold and serious expression with a bad smile on his face, said "Go back," and drove away.

At ten o'clock in the evening, there was sudden lightning and thunder in the sky, and a heavy rain began. The strong wind carried the raindrops, like a river bursting its banks, and the rain poured down from the sky, turning the sky and the earth into a vast expanse of white in an instant.

Even though people on the street were holding umbrellas, they were all wet from the rain. There were even people without umbrellas who were running in panic in the heavy rain.

Liu Tong, deputy captain of the criminal police, looked at the crowds rushing on the street and drove the police car carefully.

Xiao Lin, the co-pilot's colleague, suddenly sighed and said, "It's raining so heavily, so it would be better if nothing happens again."

The violent storm suddenly struck the windshield like countless whips. Liu Tong stretched out his right hand, wiped the layer of moisture on the car window, and said with a smile: "What are you so worried about?"

Xiao Lin said seriously: "Lieutenant, the crime rate has been soaring in this kind of weather. Those perverts like to go out and harm people in such lightning and thunder days, and they are not afraid of being struck by lightning."

As the conversation progressed, Liu Tong's cell phone rang. Xiao Lin, who was standing by, saw his face change greatly after he answered the phone, and suddenly asked in confusion: "What's the matter, deputy team member?"

Liu Tong was silent for a while, then glanced sideways at Xiao Lin and said, "Your crow's mouth is right, another murder has occurred."

"Holy crap, no!" Xiao Lin was struck by lightning, "Where are you again this time?"

Liu Tong said: "In a university, the deceased was a female student. She died in exactly the same way as the previous female teacher who was first raped and then killed, and then her body was thrown into the river."

"This..." Xiao Lin said hesitantly, "It seems that the murderer is the same person?"

"Yes, we must catch the murderer as soon as possible, otherwise, more people will die unexpectedly." Liu Tong said with an ashen face.

Xiao Lin frowned and asked: "But now this case is at a deadlock and there is no progress at all. The murderer is too smart and has left no evidence. When can we catch him?"

Hearing this, Liu Tong thought for a while, then suddenly his eyes lit up and he said, "It seems that I'm going to ask Zhong Jiamu to come forward."

"Zhong Jiamu?" Xiao Lin asked puzzledly, "Is it that lawyer Zhong Jiamu, the expert specially hired by the director?"

Liu Tong smiled and nodded: "Yes, that's him."

"Is it really him?" Xiao Lin's eyes suddenly shone brightly, suppressing his ecstatic heart, "I heard that he was a great master before I was transferred to the bureau. As long as he is here, there is no case that cannot be solved.

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"That's right," Liu Tong said with a smile, "he is the great god."

It was already eleven o'clock at night, but the heavy rain had no intention of stopping. It was the time of the change of seasons, and it was getting heavier and heavier. Xi Changchang looked at the dazzling lightning, rolling like a giant snake among the dark clouds, and a violent storm...

Thunder mixed with heavy rain suddenly exploded in front of the window, startling her.

Zhong Jiamu looked tired when he came back in the evening. Out of curiosity, Xi Changchang asked, and Zhong Jiamu simply described the general situation.

It seems that one of his office worker friends asked him to investigate a case. Because the case was relatively complicated, and Zhong Jiamu had taken reasoning courses, etc., so when the case made no progress, his friend suddenly chose to go to Zhong.

Jiamu. But Zhong Jiamu doesn’t seem to buy it very much.

"What case?" Xi Changchang asked, stretching his neck.

Zhong Jiamu glanced at her and then finished explaining the entire case.

"It's terrible," Xi Changchang said with a pale face. "I hope the office staff can catch the murderer soon."

"This may be a bit difficult," Zhong Jiamu said in a cold voice, "From various details of the crime, it can be seen that this murderer is not an ordinary person, or even a murderer with a high IQ. The office staff may take a long time."

Xi Changchang was stunned for a while and said, "What if the office staff can't catch the prisoner? This girl's parents are so pitiful." After a pause, she added, "Why is your IQ so high?

Won’t you assist the office staff in solving the case?”

Zhong Jiamu's voice sounded extremely dull: "It is not my job responsibility to solve crimes. Wouldn't it be ridiculous if I had to assist the office staff to investigate every murder case just because I have a high IQ?"

"What's so ridiculous? Helping office workers is called eliminating harm for the people." Xi Changchang said in confusion.

"Removing harm for the people?" Zhong Jiamu smiled coldly on the phone and answered very naturally, "Sorry, I am not as warm-hearted as you, nor as great as you. My time will not be wasted doing these things."

Such a calm, rational and cruel Zhong Jiamu made Xi Changchang unable to speak for a long time. She pressed the blue veins on her forehead and was speechless for a moment. Then she heard him say again: "But, I have a

My friend who works in the office is the deputy captain of the criminal police. He often bothers me with cases, and I often help him solve cases."

"Then you still say that doing this is a waste of time?" Xi Changchang smiled slightly and found that although Zhong Jiamu looked cold on the surface, he was very gentle at heart, but he was just a arrogant person with a tough mouth.

The other party was silent for a few seconds, then his voice suddenly sank, and he changed the topic: "Thank you today."

Xi Changchang was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing: "If you want to thank me, can you treat me to a meal?"

Zhong Jiamu paused for a few seconds and said, "Of course. What do you like to eat?"

"Anything is possible." Xi Changchang replied with a smile, paused, thought of something, and asked tentatively, "You are so handsome, there must be a lot of girls inviting you to dinner, right?"

"Well, that's true." Zhong Jiamu Bing's cool and magnetic voice made Xi Changchang's heart tremble. She could imagine that his face looked like that, and it would definitely provoke countless girls to pounce on him.

Therefore, it can also be described that when he said this sentence, he raised his eyebrows, moved his thin lips slightly, and had a condescending and cold expression.

There was a question that had been in his mind for a long time but had never been asked. At this moment, Xi Changchang couldn't hold it back and asked: "Since so many girls like you, why aren't you in love?"

The moon lies in the shadow of osmanthus at night.

Zhong Jiamu was silent for a long time, and his deep voice rang in her ears: "Because there is no one I like."