Chapter 100 Is the third brother in love?
"Have you finished the phone call?" Deng Yi came in with a water glass and asked softly. No matter how you look at it, you look like a good wife and loving mother.
The old lady was leaning on the bedside. Her face was not as pale as before, but after all, she was older and had been ill, so she was somewhat lacking in energy.
When Ji Lan parked the car and came out of the parking lot, he saw Ji Mingzong simply taking a shower, changing into casual clothes and getting ready to go out.
He asked in surprise: "Is there some official business?"
"Well, I'll be back later."
"Really?" Ji Lan asked, thinking, are you leaving before we even start talking about people? Isn't this an eyesore?
"Don't you want me to come back?" Ji Mingzong was so angry that he finally took a day off, but someone made a fuss about it. He left the warm and fragrant nephrite at home and was forced to accompany a dead old lady.
Don't waste time talking, just try to temper his mentality.
Seeing that the person's tone was unkind, Ji Lan thought of the phone call Ji Mingzong had just answered, and took a step forward. She placed her slender fingertips on his strong arms and spoke in a gentle and gentle tone with a little concern: "Why? Something happened at work? "
Although she didn't respond directly, her words did make Ji Mingzong look a little better.
"Go eat," the man reached out and patted her lower back, urging her to go to the restaurant. His tight jawline showed that it was not something he wanted to talk about more.
"And you?"
"I've eaten," he said as he came down from the wine table. He was lying if he said he hadn't eaten. It was just that he had more wine than rice.
As soon as Ji Mingzong left, Ji Lan sat cross-legged on the dining chair and read news on her mobile phone. When the last dish was served, Ji Lan waved her hand for Manyin to go down.
"Miss Ji, that cat." Apparently, what happened last time left Manyin with lingering fears. Ji Lan followed her gaze and glanced at 256 lying on the carpet, licking his paws.
"I'll lock it in later."
"Sorry to trouble Miss Ji," Manyin calmed down and dared to leave only after she was sure.
There were four dishes and one soup on the table in the huge villa. Ji Lan sat cross-legged on the dining table to reply to everyone's messages.
Finally, Xu Ying came over with a phone call.
She picked it up easily.
"You're not coming to the dinner party?"
"I have more important things to do," Ji Lan responded calmly.
Xu Yingshun answered: "How about a man? What the best! It's worth running home for you."
“I just got the latest Bentley model, is it worth it?”
Ji Lan's words made Xu Ying silent for a moment. She knew that her own father was reluctant to buy that car for her.
"Ji Xiaolan, I'm afraid you have found a father."
"That's almost it." Ji Mingzong is indeed more effective than the Bodhisattva. He responds to requests and gets gold coins without any request. He is much easier to use than Ji Hongyi.
Unlike those men outside who talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, and ask for money as big as his waist, at least Ji Mingzong is generous with his money.
"Third brother is back? The old lady has missed you for a long time," Deng Yi heard the sound of the car engine outside from a distance, and greeted him with a loving face, speaking softly and caring.
Ji Mingzong nodded towards her: "I'm going to see the old lady."
"Go!" Ji Mingzong said hello to Deng Yi, whether he said hello or not, it all depended on his mood. If there were no outsiders, Deng Yi would not be worthy of this call.
As for the latter, although he had resentment in his heart, he didn't dare to say anything because he was the one who loved the old lady. Ji Mingzong's figure disappeared from the living room, and Ji Rourou muttered: "Why is the third uncle not polite at all? Mom, you came up to meet him, and he didn't even call anyone."
Deng Yi turned around and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense."
Ji Rourou defended her: "Where did I say nonsense? Isn't this the truth?"
"No one teaches you?"
"Miss Rou," Shu Wen came out of the old lady's room carrying a tray. He happened to hear this sentence and scolded in a deep voice: "Be careful what you say."
"The kid is talking too much. I'll forgive you, Butler Shu," Deng Yi said with a flattering smile and led Ji Rourou behind him.
Shu Wen looked back and forth between the two of them, looked at Deng Yi and said politely: "Madam, it would be better for you and me to hear such words, but it would be better if the old lady heard it."
Of course Deng Yi understands.
The old lady unexpectedly gave birth to her third son. From her own point of view, as an advanced mother, she did not want to give birth. However, the Ji family was not at peace at that time, and not giving birth was equivalent to losing a bargaining chip. She held back her breath and gave birth to the third son.
But she didn't want to see him. She didn't get much love when she was young, and she endured it for nearly ten years. As she approached the age of sixty, Ji's family career reached its second peak, and she had no intention of taking charge of him, but she couldn't ignore people in front of her, so she became ruthless. The heart sends people out.
This journey lasted more than ten years.
Now that the old lady is getting older, she wants to enjoy the blessings of children and grandchildren, but she doesn't expect that her son will not recognize her as his mother at all. The relationship between the third child and the old lady is thinner than paper.
But it happened that the old lady wanted to win over him.
As soon as Shu Wen left, Deng Yi's cold eyes fell on Ji Rourou, getting darker and more oppressive: "Rourou, the Ji family is not the village you lived in before. There are some things that you should pay attention to if I mention them."
Deng Yi's cold scolding made Ji Rourou shudder, and she nodded reluctantly.
Don't dare to say anything anymore.
Ji Mingzong's arrival directly turned the old lady's room into a small gathering place. Ji Hongyi and Ji Mingda sat on chairs, Deng Yi and Chen Yan stood behind them, and Ji Mingzong sat on the other side.
It's rare to get together like this.
"Where are the children?" the old lady asked.
"I'm going to call them all and ask them to come back," the old lady asked, and Deng Yi had the highest level of understanding.
"That's all," the old lady said to stop Deng Yi: "Young people should put their career first."
Then his eyes fell on Ji Mingzong, who was gentle and easy-going: "Have you had your meal?"
Ji Mingzong seemed to be "behind the scenes," looking at the old lady with a strange look in his eyes, and nodded slowly: "I've used it."
On the other side, Chen Yan was thinking about letting Ji Mingzong fall into the mortal world, and said with concern in a warm voice: "Is the third brother in love? A few days ago, my sister-in-law and I went to the City God's Temple to pray for the old lady, and saw you coming out with a girl in your arms. "
After the words fell, the bedroom fell silent for an instant. Ji Hongyi and Ji Mingda felt nervous, fearing that Ji Mingzong would get a daughter from a high-ranking family and gain more leverage to compete with them for Hengli.
The old lady was overjoyed. Just the opposite of Ji Hongyi and Ji Mingda, she wished Ji Mingzong had more chips in his hands.
"Which girl?"
"Are you sure it's me?" Ji Mingzong turned slightly to the side, and his cold and solemn gaze fell on Chen Yan. It was gentle and indifferent, but it was particularly oppressive.
"Really!" Chen Yan hesitated: "The morning light is dazzling and it is far away, but judging from the figure, he must be the third brother. Could it be that my sister-in-law and I are wrong?"
Ji Mingzong's lips curled up slightly, his body straightened up, his fingertips landed on his knees and nodded slightly. He did not respond or refuse: "Second sister-in-law said yes."