Chapter 245 Run away! Aunt said she was afraid you would hit her
"What's it called?"
"Xixi, uncle!"
"Did your dad know you were coming?" A person appeared in the lobby. Was he sent here or thrown here?
Ji Lan was able to run away with her children at first, but now she won't even want her children, right?
I don’t want the original, and I don’t want the copy either?
"I don't know," the little guy shook his head: "My mother sent me here to be a proton!"
Proton?
Pfft
Meng Qinghe couldn't help laughing.
It has to be a young person who knows how to play!
How about saying Boss Ji is too old?
It’s no wonder that he can play better than other girls.
"Remember to coax your daddy," Meng Qinghe reached out to push open a crack in the door of the office, and the little guy poked his head in.
The man standing by the window smoking heard the noise behind him. He did not turn around, but shouted angrily: "Get out!"
There was no movement behind him.
"I don't understand." The man turned around with a cigarette in his hand. His face was gloomy, cold and angry, and before he could take back his breath, he met a pair of deer-like eyes.
The little guy looked at him and shrank his neck and shouted tremblingly: "Dad!"
Ji Mingzong choked with anger!
No surprises, just scares.
The man walked to the tea table, bent down and put his cigarette in the ashtray.
The movements are calm and look like movements you would do anytime, anywhere in daily life.
"Where's your mother?"
"My mother said she wanted to settle my grandmother down and asked me to come over and be your little sweetheart."
The little guy said, grinning with eight big white teeth.
His jerky ways to please are just like that silly cat at home.
"Who sent you here?" Ji Mingzong moved slightly, and the father and son stood by the door and the other by the window.
As distant as a stranger who is not related by blood.
"Auntie," the little guy answered honestly.
An Ye?
"Where is she?"
"Run away! Auntie said she was afraid you would hit her."
Ji Mingzong:
None are reliable.
"Standing so far away, am I a human trafficker?"
The little guy was carrying a cat-eared schoolbag and rushed towards Ji Mingzong with open hands. He held his thighs with his soft and waxy hands and rubbed them.
After taking a few deep breaths, I looked up at him and shouted, "Dad, I'm so hungry!"
"No food for you?"
The little guy shook his head like a rattle: "Auntie said that my surname will no longer be An, and I can no longer eat from home."
Mr. Ji:
If you can't deal with him, then you should abuse his son, right?
An Ye and Ji Lan are not good people.
Less than ten minutes after pressing the internal line, someone from the secretary's office came up with breakfast.
The company's internal canteen has many varieties.
When they were placed one by one on the tea table, the little guy's eyes lit up.
This one, big and small, appeared in front of me.
The secretary who came in with the food was stunned.
Ji Dong and Ji Dong's son?
What kind of weird combination is this?
Single Dong Ji suddenly has a son?
We agreed to be singles holding hands, but he flew away first on a rocket?
In less than half an hour, everyone within Fengming Capital knew that Director Ji had a son.
When Zhang Ying saw the gossip news, he had a feeling that he was going to succeed.
The boss's life is perfect, can he go back?
No more exile?
"Is it delicious?" Ji Mingzong crossed his arms and looked at the little guy sitting in front of him, wolfing down the food.
The little guy nodded like a fool: "It's delicious."
Ji Mingzong reached out and took away the plate from the little guy's hand: "I'll ask you an answer, and continue eating after answering."
The little guy sat opposite with his hands and feet upright: "Okay! Dad, please ask." "Did your mother say anything bad about me to you?"
The little guy shook his head: "No, my mother will still show me your news."
Mr. Ji: "Why?"
"My mother said that if you know who my father is, I will be able to find a way when I run away and I won't run away blindly."
"Is your mother good to you?"
The little guy nodded, then shook his head: "Good or bad."
"Why is it bad?"
"She always beats me because I look like you!"
Ji Mingzong:
Bang!
The plate in the man's hand was placed heavily in front of him: "Eat! After you finish, you can play by yourself."
He didn't hold any grudge against her, but she was involved in the drama of repaying his father's debt to his son.
It's him who gets hurt, and it's him who gets resented.
He raised a white-eyed wolf.
And this white-eyed wolf was taught by himself.
How cruel?
Between Beijing and Hong Kong and Nanyang, across the river and the sea, on the other side of the ocean, the customs and customs of the two places are very different, and the eating habits are even more different.
The little one was fine when he arrived.
In the afternoon, I didn’t know what I had eaten, and the frequency of running to the toilet increased greatly.
Ji Mingzong has zero experience in raising children.
Let him stay in the office and be served by the secretary's staff with good food and drink.
Went to a meeting by myself.
When he came out of the four-hour meeting, he saw his secretary looking at him anxiously: "Dr. Ji, Xixi seems to have diarrhea."
The man took long strides and searched all the way in. The little guy sat on the toilet, holding his cheek and looking at him sadly: "Dad, I have diarrhea."
Ji Mingzong:
He turned around and came out and looked at the secretary: "Ask who in the secretary's office has experience in taking care of children and let him come."
"Dr. Ji, none of us have ever given birth."
Only one person with a child was sent to the branch.
Since the absence of Special Assistant Zhang, their life has been like walking on thin ice. The burden that has fallen on her since her predecessor resigned has been as scary as a mountain.
The secretary thought for a moment.
If Zhang Ying doesn’t go to hell, who will?
"Director Ji, why don't you ask Special Assistant Zhang to come? He raised his children by himself, so he should be more experienced."
"Go shout!"
When Zhang Ying received a call, he discovered that he had been betrayed by his former subordinate.
After some questioning, Zhang Ying looked at the solemn-faced man and said, "Dr. Ji, maybe you are not accustomed to the local environment."
"Go to the hospital and prescribe some medicine and you will be fine."
Ji Mingzong carried the child to the hospital. The little guy was lying softly on his shoulder. Compared with the morning, he was like an eggplant beaten by frost, unable to lift up any energy.
It was already afternoon when we returned to our residence.
In the late spring of three years ago, Mr. Ji moved from Lanting Villa to the current Ji Mansion. An old-fashioned house was put up for auction in the center of Beijing and Hong Kong, where land is at a premium. He bought it at a high price and spent a lot of thought and money on it. Decorate and prepare the place to move into after the wedding.
As a result, the renovation project has not yet been completed.
Ji Lan ran away with the ball.
This house covers a vast area.
The usable area of 2,000 square meters is a first-class luxury home configuration in the central area of Beijing and Hong Kong.
I spent a lot of time renovating the wedding room, but now my wife has not come in, but my children have come in first.
When Jing He saw the little guy, he was surprised: "Sir, this."
"Go and clean up a guest room and come out."
"I'll let someone go right now," Jing He ordered and came back to see the little guy lying on the sofa, sleeping sweetly with his husband's coat covering him.
When he was bringing tea and water, he cautiously glanced at him with his peripheral vision. ,
The more I watched, the more frightened I became.
illegitimate child?
Who is so bold?
Haven't you, sir, gotten over Miss Ji yet?
Why is there an illegitimate child?