Chapter 284 Enjoying the exclusive service provided by Mr. Ji
"Back then, I helped you recover and helped your son with his excrement and urine. How could you not be grateful at all?"
Ji Lan hugged the quilt and turned over, rescued 256 from the little guy, and sighed helplessly: "I have it."
"Don't talk too much, take some practical actions to save me."
"I don't dare!" Shen Yanqing is not a good person. What kind of evil-hearted person can he be who can send his son here to defeat her?
"You don't dare, Ji Mingzong dares, let him come."
"Xixi." Ji Lan cast his eyes on the little guy and touched his cheek with his slender fingertips: "Go tell your dad that you miss your aunt."
"But mom, aunt won't accompany me when she comes!" The little guy blinked his round eyes.
"Auntie is busy! I will accompany you when she is done."
"Really?" The little guy didn't believe it.
Ji Lan nodded seriously: "Of course!"
"Then I'll go tell dad."
In the tea room on the first floor, Ji Mingzong was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, holding a pot and pouring tea. The phone in his hand had not stopped because of the New Year.
It is impossible not to answer the calls from all partners, and it is polite to answer them with a few pleasantries.
One phone call ended, and then another phone call came in.
Just as Ji Mingzong was about to pick it up, the little guy stood secretly at the door and looked at him.
Quirky and endearing.
"Come in," the man paused while answering the phone, put down the teacup in his hand, picked up the little guy and sat on his lap: "Is your mother up?"
"Woke up, but didn't get up."
After Ji Mingzong heard this, he stood up with the little guy in his arms and prepared to go upstairs.
Approaching the door, he asked Jing He not to worry about his phone and just let it ring.
The greeting calls from others are far less important than the warm moments they spend together as a family of three.
"Dad, will aunt come to celebrate the New Year with us?" The little guy hooked his arm around Ji Mingzong's neck and said softly.
Ji Mingzong's brows tightened slightly for a second, and then relaxed.
An Ye?
"She is going to celebrate the New Year in Nanyang."
"Can't you come with us?"
Ji Mingzong glanced at the little guy: "She has her own family and family members to accompany her, just like your mother wants to stay with us at home."
"Oh!" It seems that he can't come.
"What's wrong? Miss your aunt?"
"Think!" The little guy always kept his mother's words in mind, his shrewd eyes turning.
Ji Mingzong's every insight was revealed.
"How many days will I send you back to Nanyang to stay after the Spring Festival?"
The little guy stared at his father with wide eyes, his face full of horror, and his head shook like a rattle: "I don't want it."
"It seems that you don't really mean it. Did your aunt tell you something?"
"No!"
In the guest room on the second floor, Ji Lan was half leaning on the bed, holding her cell phone and replying to messages.
Maybe we reached something happy while we were talking, and we were smiling brightly
Mr. Ji put the little one on the bed, and the half-grown child crawled to her side like a dog, calling for someone sweetly.
"It's time to get up and have breakfast."
On the morning of New Year's Eve, apart from the security guards, only Jing He and the kitchen chef were left in the house.
When Ji Lan came downstairs, the little guy was sitting in his own area playing.
256 found a place where the little guy couldn't climb, basking in the warm winter sun and shaking his head comfortably.
On the dining table, the Chinese breakfast is simple and light.
Ji Mingzong deliberately ate slower than usual.
I mean to wait for Ji Lan.
Seeing that she was halfway through the meal, he asked: "Has An also contacted you?"
Ji Lan's mind paused for a moment, and he was silent for a moment before saying goodbye.
"What are you talking about?"
What were you talking about?
Look at that hard tone!
Are you his subordinate? Do I have to report to him?
"Do I have to report to you?" Ji Mingzong realized something and spoke gently, explaining: "It's just gossip, I have no intention of letting you report."
When Ji Lan heard this, he looked away, lowered his head and continued to eat.
No need to think about it, it must be the little guy who failed to do his job.
Later, after dinner, Ji Mingzong was pestered by phone calls.
Ji Lan walked to the window and kicked the little guy.
"Mom?"
Ji Lan looked at the person and thought about it for a moment. He was smart, but his little cleverness was of no use in front of Ji Mingzong.
If you ask, is it done?
Turning around, I thought that the little guy might have betrayed himself.
I simply changed my question: "Is aunt coming?"
"No," the little guy shook his head blankly: "Dad said that aunt wants to stay with the family."
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Ji Lan: Sure enough!
Ji Mingzong was very capable of getting around things in a few words.
There are many explanations that are reasonable and do not reveal one's own evil intentions.
No wonder he asked her what she was talking about.
Ji Lan had nothing to do that morning. He sat on the sofa with his cheek in his hands and watched the little guy playing with puzzles, and occasionally helped him when he needed help.
Ji Mingzong was also in the living room at first, and the happy scene of the family of three was shattered by his frequently ringing phone.
The noisy Ji Lan glanced at others irritably.
The latter very wisely entered the tea room with his mobile phone.
It's three o'clock in the afternoon and the sun is shining.
Ji Mingzong put his cell phone aside, sat on Ji Lan, and talked to her many times. This man was all in a lack of interest, and all he could see was the little guy. The man's fingertips that fell beside him were rubbed slightly, and he had a plan in his mind. , opened the glass door and let 256 out.
The Siberian forest cat roams the lawn with its feather duster-like tail.
The little guy couldn't sit still for a moment.
He called Jinghe to put on his clothes and rushed out.
In an instant, there were only two people left in the room.
Ji Lan originally wanted to turn around and continue watching the little guy acting wild.
As soon as she moved, a big hand picked up her leg and placed it on his knee, rubbing it gently.
The sun penetrated the floor-to-ceiling windows through the surrounding buildings. Ji Lan leaned on the sofa and enjoyed the exclusive service Ji Mingzong brought to him.
Maybe the sun was too dazzling, so she raised her hand to cover her eyes.
"Diagonally opposite, there is a house built in the 1980s and 1990s. The courtyard has been cleared. After the new year, you can move in directly with furniture."
"Yeah!"
"If you want to save your parents' worries, you can directly ask people from the home improvement company to make arrangements."
Parents?
When he heard Ji Mingzong say these two words calmly, Ji Lan couldn't help but lift the arm that fell in his eyes.
"I'll ask them what they mean."
"Okay."
"Want to go out for a walk in the afternoon?"
"Where to go?"
"Street."
At half past three, the little guy took a lunch break, Jing He watched.
Ji Mingzong took a down jacket and wrapped it around Ji Lan and led the people out of the house.
Open the door and you will see the lively streets.
Ji Lan was walking beside Ji Mingzong wearing a hat and mask. Among the crowd, probably because the man's temperament was so good, there were always people who couldn't help but glance sideways and look back.
Ji Lan unconsciously distanced herself from others.
"What's wrong?" The distance that was opened silently made people stop and look at her.
"Afraid of being a light bulb."
"What kind of light bulb?"
"Then let me put it another way," Ji Lan corrected herself: "I'm afraid that the dream materials of these girls will collapse."
I wish you all the best in the first year of the new year