Chapter 258 But he is Ji Mingzong’s son
The sentence "I have suffered a loss" made Ji Mingzong's words come to his mouth and he suppressed them.
Hitting the snake seven inches, Ji Lan undoubtedly knew where his pain points were.
Grasping a man's guilt means making him change in ever-changing ways in her hands. An Ye's classic saying, but now she can use it easily.
At the bedroom door, the servant bent down to clean.
Ji Lan leaned on the bed and covered himself with a quilt, waiting for her to finish packing and leave.
Ji Mingzong left the guest bedroom door at the little guy's call.
This struggle ended peacefully.
It doesn’t matter who wins or loses.
The next morning, when Ji Lan got up, Ji Mingzong was sitting in the dining room downstairs, reading a tablet.
Perhaps it has something to do with work, but the man's brows were furrowed and it was difficult to relax.
When he saw Ji Lan dressed up, his eyes stayed on her for a moment: "Want to go out?"
"Yeah."
"Company?"
"Yes!"
"You don't even give yourself a chance to breathe?"
"Idleness is also idleness."
"I have been idle for five years in Nanyang, but I can't be idle anymore when I come back. Is it because I can't idle or don't want to stay at home?"
The back-and-forth conversation between the two was mixed with Ji Mingzong's many dissatisfaction with her.
The words were ordinary words, but every word he said carried a veiled accusation.
Ji Lan's hand holding the spoon neither moved nor moved for a moment. He was silent for a moment before saying: "Xu Ying is not here."
"Let Yan Hui come in."
The master's voice sounded, and Jing He immediately pressed the inside line to let Yan Hui in.
"Go and get Xu Ying out."
Yan Hui was stunned, glanced at Ji Lan from the corner of his eye, and was about to turn around and go out.
The latter spoke eagerly: "She doesn't want to come out."
"I don't want you to go to the company either," Ji Mingzong took over her words: "She doesn't want you to take it to heart. I don't want you to turn a deaf ear. In your heart, everything is more important than me?"
Yan Hui saw that the atmosphere in front of him was not right, he thought for a moment, and then spoke on his own initiative: "Miss An, sir, I just want you to spend more time with the young master at home."
"The young master has not been out since he came to Beijing and Hong Kong for a long time."
Ji Lan's silence made the person opposite him even more angry. You could vaguely see the veins popping out on the back of his hand holding the tablet.
"I'll go there in the morning, come back at noon, and take Xixi around in the afternoon. What do you think, Director Ji?"
She was giving in, but her concession was somewhat unwilling.
In life, everyone has his own emotions.
Ji Mingzong and Ji Lan were both people who struggled out of the whirlpool.
There are more spikes on his body than others.
Today's breakfast ended unhappily.
Ji Mingzong always kept his word. He asked Xu Ying to come out and bring it to Xu Ying on time at ten o'clock in the morning.
Zhang Ying was sitting in the detention center, looking at Xu Ying with a somewhat troubled expression: "Mr. Xu, Director Ji asked me to take you out."
"I didn't live enough."
"Sir, he said that running away will not solve the problem, and will only make you a coward. If Mr. Xu really wants to have a sword fight with Mr. Chen, he should hold the knife in his own hands," Zhang Ying advised earnestly.
Xu Ying didn't know why: "Dr. Ji won't deal with me?"
"Director Ji knew that Mr. Xu only knew it a few days in advance, so naturally he has no intention of dealing with you."
Xu Ying didn't believe it. Ji Mingzong was cunning, cunning, and suspicious by nature. He wouldn't take care of him if he said he didn't take care of him?
"I don't believe it. You don't want to let me out and kill me in front of Ji Lan so that she will obey, right?"
Zhang Ying: I have to say, she understands it very well.
Mr. Ji is indeed such a person.
But this cannot be said.
"It has been two days since Miss An came back. She has been busy with the company's affairs, which made Director Ji very unhappy. What Director Ji meant was that Miss Xu went out so that Miss An could go home early to spend time with her children."
"Mr. Xu should also want to meet his godson as soon as possible? The little guy is very cute, and he has become a godmother even before he meets you."
"I can't like his face when it comes to Ji Mingzong," Xu Ying thought hard. Isn’t their director Ji a very good person?
Zhilan Rushu looks better than Pan An. Although her methods are a bit more ruthless, her skin is still on top!
How many people ask for it but don’t get it?
"What?" Seeing Zhang Ying's unpredictable face, Xu Ying said, "I can only like rmb?"
"I don't mean that, Mr. Xu, don't think too much."
At half past eleven, Xu Ying left the detention center and was escorted by Zhang Ying to Ji Lan.
Ji Lan, who was explaining something to his subordinates, looked up and saw Xu Yingshi.
A moment of silence was replaced by a sigh.
"Or did I get you out?"
"Forget it," Xu Yinghun waved his hand nonchalantly: "You can't defeat that old fox."
"I'm going to take a bath. Bring your son over and show me."
At 11:40, Yan Hui went upstairs with his cell phone and looked at Ji Mingzong with a troubled face.
"Sir, Miss An called and asked that the young master be sent to Lanying."
Ji Mingzong frowned slightly: "Reason?"
"Mr. Xu is here, let's have lunch together."
Does this count as shooting yourself in the foot?
If Xu Ying doesn't come out, he still has a son. Once Xu Ying comes out, his wife is gone, and his son is gone.
Back to being alone again.
Ji Mingzong's face was solemn and cold, and he was so silent that Yan Hui did not dare to make the next move.
At half past twelve, Xu Ying took a long shower in the lounge.
He casually tied his half-dried hair with a rubber band behind his back and headed towards the company tea room.
As soon as I opened the door, at first glance, I thought I had passed through any door.
Some people closed the door and opened it again in disbelief.
After confirming that I had been sitting there for an hour, I believed that my eyes were not dim.
On a round resting table, there were six dishes and one soup sent from the restaurant. They were very ordinary home-cooked dishes, without any extra fancy.
The reason why I don't go out is because I will be busy for a while, so I can save time if I can.
She never expected that if she only wanted a little guy, an old guy would come along with her.
"What kind of wind brings Ji Dong here?"
"Godmother!" The little guy slid down from the chair and came to Xu Ying and hugged her legs. He raised his head and looked at her like a kitten, and said sweet and seductive words: "You are so beautiful! You are better than me. What my mother said was beautiful!”
This little brat! ! !
So cute! ! ! ! (*▽*)
never mind!
Hold it!
He is Ji Mingzong's son! ! ! !
"Really?" Xu Ying said coldly.
The little guy nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes! My godmother is like a fairy!"
Xu Ying: So damn cute! ! ! !
But he is Ji Mingzong's son!
"She doesn't like you, so stop posting. You're like a loser." At the round table, Ji Mingzong took a glass of water and took a sip of water casually. His tone was like pouring cold water on the little guy.
It deflated him.
Holding his tongue, he shouted pitifully: "Godmother!"
"Your dad said you're a loser, but that's not what your godmother said!" Xu Ying spread his hands to distance himself.
"Ji Donghei really doesn't distinguish between gender, age and species!"
"Thanks to Mr. Xu," Ji Mingzong put the water cup on the table in an elegant manner, picked up the child's cup on one side, opened it and handed it to the little guy: "Come here to drink water, moisten your mouth after saying dirty words!"
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Xu Ying:.
"What's wrong?" Ji Lan opened the door and came in, feeling that the atmosphere in the room was not right.
Xu Ying suddenly turned around when he heard the sound: "I want to file a complaint!"
"Mom!"
Xu Ying: (*▽*) So cute!
Forget it, he is Ji Mingzong's son!