Chapter 75 My sister is back!
The next day.
Ji Zeqiu had some last work to do before the Spring Festival, so he got up early in the morning.
After washing up, change clothes.
He held the door handle of the bedroom and paused as he was about to go out. He looked back and saw the scarf placed next to the pillow.
He hesitated for a moment.
When he went out again, a warm scarf was already wrapped around his neck.
When the agent saw it, he tugged on the scarf on his body in surprise, "Don't you never wear a scarf?"
I have never seen him wearing one in so many years. He is a man who needs grace but not warmth, and has the baggage of an idol.
I actually wore a scarf today.
"Are you in love?" The agent is very sensitive.
The agent also saw Wen Li and Shen Qingtang by Ji Zeqiu's side, but he always felt that they were children who lacked love and were making small fuss.
To put it harshly, it is like a child playing house. There is not much real affection and it will not last long.
So he didn’t stop it too much.
But Ji Zeqiu is a little abnormal today.
Hearing the agent's words, Ji Zeqiu suddenly choked on his saliva and kept coughing, "No, no! How could I like that woman!"
The agent looked at him with a stern look, "I don't think I said that. Who is it?"
Ji Zeqiu: "..."
The phone in his pocket rang like a life preserver. He grabbed the phone suddenly, "I'm going to answer the phone!"
He ran to the side in panic, without even having time to look at the caller ID, "Hello, who is it?"
Wen Li's sweet voice sounded: "It's me, Wen Li."
Because it was approaching the Spring Festival, Wen Li did not continue to live in the apartment, but went home.
In the two or three days since she left, Ji Zeqiu found that he seemed to have forgotten her and rarely thought of her.
Hearing her voice, Ji Zeqiu didn't react for a moment and was stunned for a few seconds. "Well, what do you want from me?"
"Hehe." Wen Li smiled mysteriously. Laughing, he suddenly said, "Happy birthday!"
"What birthday?" Ji Zeqiu wondered.
"Of course it's your birthday! Do you have any gifts you want? I'll give them to you." Wen Li said happily.
The only person who knows Ji Zeqiu’s real birthday is Wen Li. At that time, before he started to be an artist, he would receive birthday wishes from her and ask him if there was any gift he wanted like now.
Ji Zeqiu knew that her family's financial situation was not very good, so in order to save her some money, he would buy anything without even talking to her.
Just...
Ji Zeqiu was silent, "Actually, yesterday was my birthday."
The other end of the phone fell silent, as if he was checking the calendar hurriedly. After a while, he exclaimed, "Ah, I'm sorry! I'm too late to go home." I was so busy that I even remembered the date wrongly."
Wen Li felt annoyed.
From the moment she met Xiao Yu, she either misremembered his birthday, or simply forgot about it.
Ji Zeqiu has long been used to it, and he can't say anything to accuse her, but he feels a little uncomfortable.
But now.
He quietly felt the peaceful beating of his heart, and he didn't even feel uncomfortable anymore...
It was really strange.
Wen Li was still feeling guilty: "How about I buy you a cake to compensate? Do you like fruit cake or cream cake? How about we buy it together and I can give it to you? Pick a birthday gift, I..."
"No need." Ji Zeqiu refused.
He would rather have no gift than receive another unwanted second-hand gift.
What's more...
Ji Zeqiu gathered the scarf around his neck to block the cold wind outside, and his body became warm. What's more, he already has his own gift.
——
New Year's Eve.
Lin Xu took the window grilles and posted them all over the windows of the Ji family villa. Couplets were posted outside the door, and Chinese knots were hung in the house. There was a red and festive atmosphere everywhere.
Ji Zeqiu was also dragged to the villa by her to celebrate the New Year. From time to time, he would help her pass some paste and help her.
When the housekeeper saw Ji Zeqiu coming back, he was so excited that he murmured with joy that he wanted to cook more dishes and went into the kitchen.
Lin Xu also wanted to go in to help, but Ji Zeqiu stopped him every time.
"Don't make trouble."
If this woman dares to enter the kitchen, tonight's New Year's Eve dinner will be ruined!
“You dislike my cooking skills?!” Lin Xu looked at him with a hurt look on his face.
"I, I didn't." Ji Zeqiu felt guilty.
"I don't dislike it. No matter what you do, I like to eat it." Ji Tingyang immediately expressed his position.
Lin Xu immediately smiled like a flower, "It's better to be Tingyang."
The corners of Ji Tingyang's lips raised slightly, and there was a hint of pride and provocation in his eyes when he looked at Ji Zeqiu.
Look, my mother’s favorite person is him.
Ji Zeqiu gritted his teeth and gave up, "I like to eat too."
"Really?!" Lin Xu raised his eyebrows with joy, rolled up the sleeves on his arms, turned around and walked in Kitchen, "Let me show you my skills!"
When she disappeared into the kitchen, Ji Zeqiu's face suddenly fell, and he looked at Ji Tingyang faintly, "Do you really want to eat?"
Ji Tingyang ignored him, looking calm and calm.
As time passed, the dining table was gradually filled with sumptuous dishes.
Lin Xu looked at the time and ran to ask Ji Tingyang, "Have you asked Lan Yue to come back for dinner? Why hasn't she come back yet?"
"I told her." Ji Tingyang Although he hates others sharing his mother with him, he still doesn't want to disappoint his mother.
At first, my sister still resented the fact that her bank card was blocked, saying she was unwilling to come back to celebrate the New Year.
Until he said that if she came back, he would unfreeze her bank card and restore this condition.
She agreed without saying a word.
Counting the time now, it’s almost here.
"That's good." While waiting, Lin Xu sat anxiously on the sofa, his fingers constantly tangled in his long hair, with an uneasy look on his face.
Her whole body was tense and in a state of tension, and she frequently looked towards the door.
When she passed away, Lan Yue was only about one year old. Her baby face was chubby and white. Lan Yue was very beautiful at that time. I don’t know what she will look like now twenty years later. ?
Will she hate her mother as much as Ji Zeqiu?
If I told Lan Yue that I was her mother, would she believe it?
Various possibilities emerged in Lin Xu's mind. The longer she waited, the more uneasy she became.
"Ding dong".
Ji Tingyang's cell phone message rang. He glanced briefly and said to Lin Xu, who was restless, "She's back."
"Huh?"
Lin Xu was unclear. So, only later did I realize that he was referring to the return of his sister.
Her red lips opened slightly and she was about to continue asking.
The next moment, the sound of the iron gate slowly opening outside the villa could be heard in my ears.
It’s Lan Yue who’s back!
Lin Xu stood up quickly, her palms so nervous that she sweated heavily, and couldn't wait to walk out the door.
Countdown to Wenli going offline again...