Chapter 12 Why does your description sound so much like an uncle?
"Xu Ying sent you back?" As soon as Ji Xian arrived home, he saw Ji Lan standing in the yard and watching his car drive away.
"Yes," Ji Lan responded, his eyes falling on Ji Xian: "When can I move out?"
Ji Xian looked at Ji Lan, feeling helpless: "When do you want to move?"
"As soon as possible! Ms. Deng went to the company to find me today, and we had a falling out." She couldn't stay in this family anymore, and she could finally be freed from being dependent on others for twenty years.
Ji Xian sighed: "I'll find someone to help you get the furniture done as soon as possible."
"Buy the bed first and deal with other things later."
"Well," Ji Xian tugged on the tie around his neck irritably: "Go in first, it's cold outside."
"By the way," Ji Lan took two steps and suddenly remembered something: "Is there a boss named Ming in Beijing and Hong Kong?"
Ji Xian asked: "What are its characteristics?"
"He has cold eyebrows and a slender figure. He is about thirty years old. He has a strong temperament and the oppressiveness of a superior."
"No one with the surname Ming is so young, but why does your description sound so much like a brother-in-law?" Although Ji Xian had only met Ji Mingzong briefly, his natural aura of superiority made him feel intimidated at a glance.
Unforgettable to this day!
"Uncle?" Ji Lan didn't know this.
Ji Mingzong was sent abroad when he was ten years old. She was only a few years old at that time. Maybe she had never seen him before, maybe she had seen him but had no impression.
And it was only a glance more than ten years later that made Ji Xian realize that there was such a shocking existence in the Ji family.
"Well, I've never seen anything normal."
The two of them entered the house one after another. When Deng Yi saw Ji Lan coming in, his expression was not very good: "I thought you were brave enough not to enter Ji's house again."
Ji Lan's self-esteem seemed to have been stabbed hard with a knife, and blood flowed freely.
Ji Xian heard this and reached out to push Ji Lan aside to block her behind him. He looked at Deng Yi with a cold gaze: "We can't live here for a few more days. Mom, you have to break up, don't you?"
"You have been pretending for twenty years, and now you have achieved your goal and stop pretending?"
"How about I publish a report to let everyone know that you and Ji Lan have severed the relationship between mother and daughter?"
"Jixian, where are you turning your elbows?" Deng Yi shouted angrily.
Ji Xian grabbed Ji Lan's arm and pushed her towards the stairs: "You go upstairs first."
"Shouldn't I ask you this?" Ji Xian glanced from Deng Yi to Ji Rourou: "As soon as I got home, I took my secondary card to spend tens of millions of luxury goods, because I was afraid that others wouldn't know that you were exposed overnight. Rich?"
"We owe this to our sister."
"You owe it, not me. Is it my responsibility that she is lost? Is it Lanlan's responsibility? Mom, you are so ridiculous. You did something wrong but let an uninformed outsider bear your anger. I Put your words here today, and if another unpleasant word comes from your mouth to Ji Lan's ears, I will take the initiative to publish it in the newspaper for you to clear up this mother-daughter relationship. "
"If you don't want to act, just don't act at all."
After Ji Xian finished speaking, his eyes that suppressed his anger glanced at Ji Rourou, with a threatening tone: "You should restrain yourself. The gods are no match for a bamboo horse. I don't owe you anything."
Ji Rourou was so frightened by Ji Xian's threatening eyes that her back went numb, and her fingertips on her knees pressed down slightly.
When Deng Yi came to his senses, Ji Rourou was sitting on the sofa in the living room, crying silently.
"Rourou? What's wrong?"
Ji Rourou raised her head twitchingly, looked at Deng Yi, and asked over tea: "Mom, am I disturbing your peaceful life?"
"Nonsense, how could it be possible? You are the icing on the cake. How can a brother not like his sister? After a while, he will like you after you get along for a long time." "Did Jiang Shaoding go back to find you last night?" Xu Ying said early in the morning When I came to the office, I rushed in in a hurry.
Ji Lan hummed: "How do you know?"
"Not only do I know, I also heard that Jiang Shaoding offended someone and was thrown on the highway last night. Two young men came back from Jinzhou and saw him walking miserably on the highway, so they took him back."
Ji Lan:.
"Sister Lan, someone is looking for you at the door, saying they are here to return the car."
Ji Lan nodded and said, "I know."
Then his eyes fell on Xu Ying: "Please help me find out if there is any boss named Ming in the mall. His position should be quite high."
"How high?"
"The master of No. 26, Xingping Street," Ji Lan said, opened the door and went out.
Downstairs, Yan Hui stood in the marked parking space and looked at her with a smile: "Miss Ji, our husband asked me to deliver a car to you."
"Originally, sir, I wanted to come by myself, but I got caught up in something and couldn't leave."
Yan Hui looked at Ji Lan's face while explaining, trying to see her reaction.
Confirm whether it is a two-way relationship or unrequited love.
Ji Lan took the car keys calmly: "Thank you."
"We should thank you, otherwise we would have had to take a taxi back last night," Yan Hui said with a smile.
Ji Lan's hand holding the key tightened, thinking, how could someone who could come out of No. 26 Xingping Street take a taxi?
Just rhetoric.
She entered the office with the key. When Xu Ying saw her coming, his frown slightly relaxed: "The boss named Ming is over fifty. What do you ask them to do?"
Ji Lan was surprised. He suppressed the surprise on his face and twitched his lips: "Maybe I remembered it wrong."
In the afternoon, Ji Xian called to tell Ji Lan that the house was almost tidied up. She took Xu Ying to Ji's house to move. Apart from the gorgeous dresses and high-end jewelry that Deng Yi bought, the only things she could take away were two suitcases. .
"You have lived here for twenty years, and this is all you can take with you?" Xu Ying looked helplessly at the two suitcases in front of him and the van driving from the company.
"It's not my family. I'm just thankful that Deng Yi didn't let me spit out what she ate and drank all these years."
Ji Lan is very self-aware. To some people in this family, she is a vampire.
Xu Ying cursed: "Little trash!"
When the van drove into Jinmao Mansion, Xu Ying was speechless again: "You say they are generous! You have lived for twenty years and only have two suitcases. You say they are dignified! They can afford Jinmao Mansion for you. My dad had to step up to move up the house, but they are willing to buy it for you."
Ji Lan didn't answer. When he opened the door and went in, he saw a sofa in the originally empty living room.
A well-decorated house does not require her to spend extra time decorating it.
After finishing organizing their belongings, the two of them went to a nearby member supermarket to buy some daily necessities. After going back and forth, it was already ten o'clock when they finished.
Xu Ying was so tired that she lay on the sofa and complained that she was tired.
She took Ji Lan to the spa. As soon as she stood at the door to change her shoes, she heard a cold sneer from the opposite side: "Ji Lan, can you still afford to spend money here?"
(End of chapter)