Chapter 261 Do you mind having one more dad?
People who were unlucky as children often try to avoid the suffering they suffered when they become parents.
Ji Mingzong has missed the little guy for five years. Now, in addition to making up for it, the most important thing is to give him a complete environment for growth.
And a perfect growing environment.
Parents are indispensable.
In the living room, Ji Mingzong squatted in front of the little guy, wrapped his little feet with his generous palms, rubbed them gently, wrapped him in warmth, and his overwhelming love almost overflowed.
Ji Lan stood at the door, hiding in the porch. He placed the water glass in his hand at the entrance hall and sat on the Chinese shoe-changing stool in the corridor while holding on to the wall.
The winter nights are cold,
The warmth in the room came out like a wild ghost, wrapping around her.
She moved her legs, brushed some hair from her ears, leaned over and squeezed her calves.
"What's wrong with the leg?" Ji Mingzong asked at the porch.
Ji Lan stopped and looked sideways at him, then stood up naturally: "My legs are numb."
After a moment, the man knelt down in front of her, and when his fingertips were about to touch, Ji Lan subconsciously stood up and avoided his movement.
"Leng, go in!"
The man's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.
Looking at Ji Lan, his eyes were filled with endless astonishment.
If the little guy hugs her and she hides, it is an unconscious move.
If she also fled from his touch, could he suspect that there was something wrong with Ji Lan's leg?
Once the seeds of doubt are planted, it will be difficult to gain clarity without getting the truth.
In mid-December, the anniversary celebration of Wuhuan Resort was finalized, and the event was originally scheduled to be held on New Year's Eve.
With only ten days left, Ji Lan was busy with the company's affairs and had to go home early under Ji Mingzong's silent pressure.
She usually gets home on time at seven o'clock, and the family of three has dinner. She plays with the little one until eight-thirty, and then goes into the guest bedroom.
Ji Mingzong stood at the door many times and wanted to knock on the door.
People are either having meetings or talking on the phone inside.
I thought I would be busy for a few days until December 29th.
Ji Mingzong told her about the anniversary celebration and asked to participate together. Ji Lan knew she couldn't refuse, so she didn't struggle needlessly.
Accepted the invitation.
When she went out in the morning, Mr. Ji told her that she had ordered a dress and asked her whether she should try it on at the store or have it delivered.
Ji Lan chose the former.
Mr. Ji asked again: "Shall I accompany you?"
Ji Lan refused and said: "I want to be with Xu Ying."
Sisterly love is strong and men are not important.
Mr. Ji understands.
stop?
He doesn't dare!
Xu Ying proposed several times to live with Ji Lan, but he refused.
At first, he abducted Ji Lan to her residence, but when the abduction failed, he tried to cheat her.
He is such a big man and wants to be a light bulb.
At noon that day, Xu Ying accompanied Ji Lan to try on clothes, and she lamented Mr. Ji's generosity. A dress cost several million, and the gauze skirt was studded with diamonds. Although this was not the first time she had seen it, ordinary people couldn't afford such a gorgeous thing.
Xu Ying stood in front of the dress and touched it. When she looked back at Ji Lan, she suggested: "After you wear it, if you feel that it takes up no space, please donate it to the company."
“Female artists participate in events many times, so they can wear them again if they change them.”
Ji Lan nodded happily: "Okay."
"Go try it."
Her natural beauty is already well known to everyone.
In the past few years, Ji Lan has cultivated herself in Nanyang, and she is not as relaxed as a mother. In the words of a colleague, Ji Lan does not have the temperament of a cow or a horse.
The whip of work has not yet hit her.
Xu Ying has become increasingly muddled over the past few years, his behavior has become increasingly capitalist, and his whole person has become muddled.
And Ji Lan is the opposite. When the curtain was opened, Xu Ying's eyes were fixed on the spot, and he was stunned for a moment.
Only after being reminded by the store clerk did I remember to pick up my phone and take a photo.
The store manager on the side also very wisely took out his mobile phone and Polaroid and started taking action.
When the photo was sent to Ji Mingzong's mobile phone, the man was having a meeting in the conference room.
Below, Meng Qinghe is doing the year-end summary and fourth quarter feedback. When it comes to data, he sees Ji Mingzong looking down at his mobile phone.
And when the brows are stretched, the corners of the lips are raised.
Don't think about it, it's either Ji Lan or something related to Ji Lan.
Thinking about it this way, the chance of him being scolded today is slim.
"Let's have dinner together at noon?" After the meeting, Meng Qinghe walked beside him: "I've made many appointments with people in the city, so it's hard to turn away."
"Must I go?" Mr. Ji asked.
"What else?" Meng Qinghe said as if he had heard some joke: "Do you think people come all the way around because they want to see me?"
Does he have such a big face?
"Secretary Lu has mentioned to me many times that he wants to invite you to dinner, but you keep pushing back."
Ji Mingzong didn't look good when he mentioned Secretary Lu.
Meng Qinghe glanced at Meng Qinghe with deep and heavy eyes: "Watching a good show?"
Meng Qinghe shrugged: "I don't have the ability."
"Dad," next to Ji Mingzong's office became the little guy's play place.
The original tea table was removed, and a large area was covered with carpet and filled with toys that the little guy bought personally from the mall.
The office space of a wealthy businessman has become a place for raising children.
Meng Qinghe sat on the sofa on one side and watched the little guy shouting for someone, holding his chin and looking at the person with a loving look on his face.
I sighed: "I'm so good at giving birth."
"Xixi! Come," Meng Qinghe waved to the little guy to come over.
"Uncle Meng!"
"Would you mind having one more father?" Meng Qinghe got straight to the point.
Mr. Ji put down the document for a moment, and when he turned to look at Meng Qinghe, his leisurely eyes were a little humorous: "It just so happens that Xu Ying wants to be a mother, and you want to be a father. You poach Chen Songyang's corner to solve major life issues. It's perfect. .”
Meng Qinghe: "Do you think I am as heartless as you?"
"Half a pound" is not a good thing.
Meng Qinghe held the little guy and sat on his knees, rubbing his soft cheeks: "Who do you usually stay with in Nanyang?"
Ji Lan joined the company as soon as he came back, and he didn't look like someone who could take care of children.
"Mom."
"Every day?" Chen Songyang asked.
The little guy nodded: "Together every day."
"Then why won't you be with your mother when you come back?"
"Mom said it was so pitiful that Dad had been alone for so long. She asked me to spend more time with Dad."
Meng Qinghe: Lie!
Absolutely a lie!
"I don't believe it!" Ji Lan could be so kind? I really feel that Ji Mingzong is so pitiful that he shouldn't have disappeared without a trace for five years!
"Uncle!" The little guy slipped off Meng Qinghe's lap and climbed onto Ji Mingzong's lap unhappily.
Meng Qinghe glanced at Ji Mingzong: "Have I offended someone?"
"You don't believe it!"
"I, fuck." Meng Qinghe pointed at himself and then at the little guy, and then said "forget it".
Turn around and leave.
On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, Ji Lan and Xu Ying started preparing at noon.
In Xu Ying's words, returning to the world will surely amaze the audience.
Film and television companies have never lacked powerful makeup teachers.
When Ji Lan's dress was hung up, everyone in the room gasped.