Chapter 344 I never saw you hurt me
At 33, the evening rush hour in Beijing and Hong Kong is coming soon.
The journey that should have been home is a bit different today.
The little guy knelt in the back seat and looked out the window.
Curiously turned to Ji Lan: "Mom, where are we going?"
"Go and pick up dad from get off work."
"Wow!" The little guy's eyes lit up: "Then dad will definitely be very happy."
"Because mom is unhappy, dad has been very good recently. Unhappy, we went to pick up our father from get off work today. We must have gone because our mother was happy, so that our father would be very happy. "
Ji Lan was confused by the tongue twister he made with his fingers. Inside, because he has not fulfilled his responsibilities as a mother recently, he also let him go.
Mumble all the way to the company parking lot.
Ji Lan went directly into Ji Mingzong's special elevator and went straight to the top floor.
As soon as I got out of the elevator, the meeting happened to be over in the conference room on the top floor, and a group of people in suits and ties made a big stride.
The steps are intertwined and anxious.
The little guy rushed over with a happy look on his face, hugged his long legs, and said a crisp father.
"Yeah! I'm happy to be a father!"
The little guy raised his head and didn't see the other person's face, but someone grabbed the back of his neck and ran away.
Ji Mingzong had a cold face and a hard tone: "See clearly who is your father."
"Why is Mr. Ji so angry? The little guy just recognized the wrong person!"< br>
The sarcastic words were fluttering.
Ji Mingzong was not polite when his eyes fell over, and there was a tense tense between them.
After looking at the little guy, he looked at the little guy: "Who gave it to you?"
The little guy stretched out his finger and pointed at the direction of the elevator.
Ji Lan was wearing a beige windbreaker and walked towards them with the little guy's schoolbag in her hand.
When I first saw the person beside Emperor Ji Mingzong, I was a little surprised: "Li Zhen?"
"President Ji."
Ji Lan's eyes went back and forth from the two of them: "Talk about work?"
"Yes, some ports cooperated," Li Zhen responded truthfully.
"Usually, An Ye came?" Li Zhen turned out to be Li Zhen. Could it be that something happened to An Ye?
"She went back." Li Zhen's tone was a little helpless, and when he thought of An Ye, he was hard to describe: "I probably didn't come to Beijing and Hong Kong many times."
"Aunt's leg was broken. "The little guy blinked his round eyes and looked at Li Zhen in confusion.
Ji Mingzong stood behind him and covered his mouth.
Forcibly let him shut up.
"What's wrong with An?"
"Pregnant," Li Zhen spread his hands: "Shen Yanqing got what he wanted."
Ji Lan:. >
In Ji Mingzong's office, Ji Lan called An Ye with his cell phone.
When the side was connected, she went straight to the topic: "Are you pregnant?"
"Did you see Li Zhen?" An did not respond directly, but instead reminded Ji Lan: "You Let Boss Ji be proud of his hand, I can use Li Zhen now."
"You answer my question first, Shen Yanqing forced you?"
An was also on the side and sighed , his tone was not very brisk: "The uterus is on me, he can't force me."
"Then"
"But I can plot against me,"
An also spoke lightly before Ji Lan finished speaking.
It is not easy to be a stepmother in a powerful family, so it is not easy to be a stepmother. Shen Yanqing's ex-wife's family is not a vegetarian.
From the thought of watching the child, I came to her to wander around.
It's a good home, and everyone who comes in and out of his ex-wife is from his side.
She hates and hates this kind of relationship, so after getting married, she basically doesn't have home.
In the past few years, I didn’t have home, but in the next few years, I had the idea of divorce.
She wants to get a divorce, and Shen Yanqing has to give her this opportunity.
Since he saw this sign of An Ye, he brought the person back to Nanyang, surrounded by the canary raising her. "What do you do now?"
"Birth!" She said calmly: "If you don't have it, don't talk about my parents. Your parents may not be able to live. If I dare to kill his son, he will definitely kill me. .”
Ji Lan: "Then I'll do it."
She didn't finish her words, and the phone was pulled away from behind.
"Why did you hang up my phone?"
"Prevent you from saying anything you shouldn't say," Ji Mingzong returned the phone to her: "Shen Yanqing is staring at An Ye."
"Anyone who has signs of harming his marriage will be strangled to death by him In the cradle, don’t interfere with their affairs."
Ji Lan took the phone fiercely.
They were so angry that they had nowhere to vent their anger, and they were so angry that they kicked them on the office chair.
She immediately gasped for a cold breath in pain.
Ji Mingzong sighed helplessly, carried the person to the sofa, took off his shoes and looked at her scarlet fingertips.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
Extend your hand and hold it slowly and rub it slowly. The accusation sounds came with his movements: "I miss Ji Xian, care about it, I have never seen you hurt me."
Ji Lan froze.
Ji Mingzong received no response, and his palm passed through her feet, with a slight itchy feeling.
She reached out to push the person away, but was stopped by the man's eyes.
"Have a meal with Li Zhen tonight?" She changed the topic.
But obviously, the topic did not turn to Mr. Ji's heart: "Your son called him dad, you rushed up to get up and make me feel upset?"
"If you don't have An, you will also come out. If you don't come, do you believe it or not, I have the ability to make Li Zhen unable to set foot in Beijing and Hong Kong in this life? "
"I believe, I believe," Ji Lan nodded like pounding garlic, and reached out to hook Ji Mingzong's neck to sprinkle Zhujiao: "I'm trusting. How dare I not believe that Mr. Ji is so powerful!"
"I just want to ask more about An Ye's affairs when I have eaten."
Mr. Ji: "There is nothing to eat. How many times do you think he can meet An Ye? The video calls are all gifts from Shen Yanqing to her. .”
"Besides, he hasn't returned to Beijing and Hong Kong for several years, are you sure he doesn't want to go back to see his parents?"
Ji Lan thought about it, and that's right.
Not forced.
As the time for get off work approached, she made an appointment with a good Western restaurant and booked a private room.
Ji Mingzong drove the car tonight, and Ji Lan was sitting in the passenger seat, and the little guy ran around behind like a monkey.
When I arrived at the place, Ji Lan realized that he had booked the entire second floor of the restaurant.
The three words down-to-earth flashed occasionally in Ji Mingzong.
But the flash time is not long.
A dinner is not long-lasting.
It was only eight o'clock when it ended.
The downtown area is prosperous and charming. The little guy rarely goes out of his house on weekdays and is fresh in everything around him.
I was clamoring to go and play, and whenever this kind of thing happened, Ji Mingzong had no reason to follow.
End of August.
The old lady's head is seven.
According to the customs of Beijing and Hong Kong, we have to worship this day.
He shouldn't have gone, but he also went.
Ji Mingzong did not accuse her of crimes when the yellow paper turned into ashes and flew in the sky.
Not too many words.
After burning the paper, he stood up and stared at the photos on the tombstone without any words.
The back when they left was as decisive as they sent themselves out of the house.
Early September.
Xu Ying is pregnant.
Lying in bed for most of the day can't get out of bed.
Helplessly, I learned from Ji Lan.
When she received the call, she had just returned home from the hospital and was almost eleven o'clock.
When I pushed the door into the living room, Ji Mingzong sat on the sofa with a bad face.
The room contained a sense of crisis that was about to come and the mountains were full of the buildings.