Chapter 298 Even if the lotus root turns into essence, it’s not as good as your plan
Ji Mingzong thought about finding reasons and excuses to bring An also from Nanyang.
But Shen Yanqing is really not easy to fool, and An Ye's criminal record is as thick as a mountain.
There is no longer any trust at all.
On this day, Ji Lan came home early. Before leaving, he went for a walk around the office and picked up a figure of a popular cartoon from a colleague's desk.
In short, go back to comfort your son.
It’s the little guy’s first day in kindergarten. You don’t need to think about how tragic the situation is.
At four o'clock, Ji Lan went downstairs and found Ji Mingzong's car parked securely.
Perhaps because she was not finished with official business, when she got in the car, the man kept calling her.
The phone call that started with the exchange of three languages lasted from the company to the door of the kindergarten.
At half past four, the entrance to the kindergarten was full of cars picking up children.
Ji Lan put on a mask and got out of the car to pick up her children.
As soon as he arrived at the door, the little guy rushed forward with tears in his eyes.
Ji Lan picked up his schoolbag and nodded to the teacher.
"Mom, you are not the first to pick me up."
"Traffic jam on the road."
"Then can't you leave early?"
Ji Lan accidentally said: "There will be a traffic jam early."
The little guy was so aggrieved. Hearing his mother's careless answer, he sat down on the ground and was about to burst into tears.
Before Ji Lan had time to coax her, someone was faster than her and took the little guy by the collar and threw him into the car. The speed was staggering.
In the back seat of the Maybach, the little guy was sandwiched between two people, neither on the left nor on the right.
I dared not say a word until I got home with my neck stiffened.
In the living room, a family of three had a strange scene.
The little guy was detailing the disadvantages of the kindergarten. Ji Mingzong was wearing a suit and sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, listening to him.
He was majestic and loving at the same time, looking at the little guy as if he were admiring a treasure.
Ji Lan was holding a glass of water and leaning on the single sofa on the other side, hugging 256 and joining in the fun.
But don't express any opinions.
First, I am afraid of being offended.
Secondly, I was afraid that I couldn't help but slap him.
"What is your appeal?" Ji Mingzong said warmly after the little guy finished his long speech.
He asked Jing He to bring him a glass of warm water.
Pass it to the little guy.
"Dad, I don't want to go to kindergarten. Stupidity is contagious."
"Who told you that stupidity is contagious?"
"My aunt and godmother both said so," the little guy drank half a glass of water, burped, and continued: "It turns out that it will."
"One person in the kindergarten was crying, and everyone was crying too. I was really annoyed."
Ji Mingzong's slightly thoughtful gaze passed over the little one and landed on Ji Lan. His eyes seemed to tell her to reflect on herself.
An is not a good person, and Xu Ying is not a kind person either.
The two of them didn't do serious things, but pushed for crooked things.
"Then how do you want to treat them?" Ji Lan received Ji Mingzong's eyes and unexpectedly swallowed the silent accusation.
"Shut them up."
"What a coincidence, I'm listening to you talking now, and I want you to shut up."
The little guy was shocked and looked at Ji Lan in shock for a few seconds. Then he ran towards his father and squatted beside Ji Mingzong like a puppy.
Ji Lan put down the cup in his hand and looked at him with a cold face, just about to say something more.
The phone rings.
He looked at the caller ID and walked aside to answer the phone.
"Mr. An, Director Yang called and said he wanted to schedule an interview with you."
"Scheduled for tomorrow night!"
"But the other party said that I only have time today."
Ji Lan lowered his eyes and said in a deep tone: "He only has time today so I must attend? Children know that you have to make appointments in advance."
"Leave him alone!" "What does Mr. An mean?" Wang Hang was a little unsure of Ji Lan's thoughts.
Ji Lan stood in the yard holding his mobile phone and looked back at the father and son who were chatting in the living room: "Since we have made an appointment to meet, we must have figured out that we want to cooperate. If we rush to catch up at this time, what if the other party takes the opportunity to raise the price? Do?”
"I understand," Wang Hang said in ecstasy, sighing at Ji Lan's ability.
"I'll reply. When does Mr. An want to meet? It's easier for me to deal with people here."
"Friday!" Today is only Monday.
"Understood!"
Ji Lan put away the phone, took out her cell phone and dialed Xu Ying, asking her to pay attention and not let go.
After chatting for a while, we hung up the phone.
At the end of February, Ji Mingzong was busy with work at the beginning of the year.
As in previous years, we started frequent business trips.
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Before leaving, he told Jing He and his bodyguards to pick up and drop off the children on time every day.
Instruct everything in detail three days in advance.
Besides giving orders, he also took advantage of Ji Lan.
The usual love affair between husband and wife could not be stopped for several days.
Ji Lan's words are enough, that's enough, it's useless even if his mouth is dry.
Often when she is about to lose her temper, Mr. Ji stops unwillingly.
There was a pause for a moment, and when she rested, it was another battle.
This morning, there was heavy fog in Beijing and Hong Kong.
The flowers, plants and trees in the manor hung their heads with wet eyes.
Mist enveloped the house, adding a bit of sadness.
Mr. Ji's flight is at eight o'clock.
Worried about traffic jams, I had to leave on time at 7:30.
According to his usual schedule, he had to get up at seven o'clock. Ji Lan originally thought that when he left, he would still be dreaming about Duke Zhou.
Unexpectedly, this person didn't want to make her feel better at all.
At six o'clock, she woke up with a burst of pleasure.
When she lowered her head, she felt heat coming from the tip of the man's nose, which shocked and frightened her.
The fun lasted until seven o'clock. Mr. Ji simply took a shower, and when he was ready to go out, he didn't make Ji Lan feel better.
After getting the man up from the bed, he had to let her take him to the car.
Ji Lan walked him downstairs wrapped in her nightgown and yawning.
In front of the elevator in the parking lot on the first floor.
Mr. Ji once again reiterated the question he asked a thousand times last night: "Let's go together?"
"What should I do with Xixi? Take her with me too?"
Mr. Ji was silent for a moment. Apparently, he only wanted a wife, not a son.
He sighed helplessly: "I called my parents last night, and they will be here tomorrow."
Ji Lan: "You don't like them living here?"
"Use people to face the front and not use people to face the back?"
"I still don't like them to participate in the life of our family of three, but I also know very well that I urgently need to live a world of two."
"Dr. Ji, even the essence of lotus root is not as good as yours."
Ji Mingzong couldn't help but laugh out loud, stretched out his arms to hug her, and rubbed his chin on the top of her head repeatedly. As the departure time approached, Yan Hui, who was driving the car, couldn't help but honked the horn.
Urging it was time to go.
Ji Lan reached out and pushed him: "It's half past seven, you should leave."
“I don’t want to leave.”
Ji Lan was silent for a moment, probably because the silence was too sudden.
Mr. Ji's inquiry sounded: "Why don't you speak?"
"Wondering what to say."
"What do you want to say?"
"I have nothing to say, but I know that if I don't say something, you will definitely not let me go."
It’s the end of the year, there will be a lot of things going on, and sometimes I don’t have time to update, please forgive me, 嘤嘤嘤