Chapter 152 Can I get an inheritance in my current status?
It rained heavily last night, and autumn has completely entered Beijing and Hong Kong. Ji Lan felt chilly when he went out in the morning, even on a sunny day.
Just as she sat on the dining chair, Jing He came out with breakfast and reminded her softly: "Sir, before going out, he specifically told her that it was getting cold, so you should remember to put on extra clothes."
"Yes," Ji Lan responded warmly: "What time did you leave?"
"Six o'clock."
Ji Lan froze while biting his sandwich. He went to bed at three o'clock and got up at six o'clock, with himself hanging on the wall.
"You said that if your husband dies suddenly, can I get the inheritance in my current status?"
Jing He was startled, but instead of being frightened, he responded seriously: " It seems that it cannot be obtained under domestic law, unless you two are married."
"Then shall I marry him?"
Ji Lan asked again without waiting for Jing He's response. Do you think he will marry me?”
"I don't know, Miss Song."
"Capital is ruthless, I know it even if you don't tell me."
She was talking about falsehoods.
Purely in a good mood.
But these words had a different flavor when they reached Ji Mingzong's ears.
On October 12, the Song family booked the banquet hall on the top floor of the InterContinental Hotel and held a grand banquet to celebrate the recovery of their daughter.
The Zhao family was the first to attend, followed by famous people in the industry, and it was a grand event. During this period, Xu Ying called on most of the famous stars in the entertainment industry to help promote it.
For a time, the whole of Beijing and Hong Kong knew that Ji Lan had changed his surname to Song.
At the banquet hall, the Song family couple took Ji Lan for a walk around the venue. When they came to Zhao Jiahuai, Ji Lan stopped and looked at him, with a deep and deep smile on his lips: "I just know, What did Mr. Zhao mean when he said, "I don't want to."
"It's not too late," Zhao Jiahuai raised the cup in his hand and clinked it with Ji Lan in the air: "Ms. Song."
Zhao Jiahuai looked down on her, but Ji Mingzong had to fight with her.
There are interests mixed in, and some of them are beyond their control.
Ji Lan responded to his request and took a sip of the thin wine.
Ji Mingzong covered her tightly in front of her, and Zhao Jiahuai was indispensable to cover him in the middle.
It is not an exaggeration to say that the love between master and servant is deep.
"When did you and Zhao Jiahuai get so close?"
"The Zhao family is very close to Fengming Capital?" Ji Lan and Xu Ying asked at the same time.
Xu Ying responded to Ji Lan's words: "We rely on Fengming Capital to make a living! Otherwise, how could the Zhao family get up so fast?"
"It is said that Fengming Capital took care of all domestic affairs two years ago. The family is in charge. This time, Fengming Capital won the Wuhuan development project, and the real estate was handed over to the Zhao family."
"Such a big piece of meat is full of people, Zhao. But the family can catch it steadily, which shows that it has gained a lot.”
Ji Lan listened quietly to Xu Ying's words and nodded.
In today's scene, the name Miss Song that people spoke of completely separated the Ji family from Ji Lan.
The news was abuzz and people spread it by word of mouth. When many words fell into Deng Yi's mouth, it was a different story.
The Ji family has not been at peace recently. Although the two-bedroom elder brother-in-law did not completely break up with each other, the Chu River has been drawn out. Without the third child to be an enemy between the two, Hengli Bank is not the Ji family. The wise one belongs to Ji Hongyi. Everyone wants to get this piece of fat, and no one wants to let go.
Deng Yi leaned on a chair in the cafe and drank afternoon tea with several officials' wives from Beijing and Hong Kong. When the other party talked about this matter, his tone was quite gloating: "If you ask me, Mrs. Ji is like a meat bun beating a dog and never comes back. , In these years, the Ji family has not been kind to Ji Lan, but they have been kind to Ji Lan, right?”
“We who have raised children all know that raising a child requires much effort and suffering, not to mention giving birth to a child. This kind of wealthy education, golf, horse racing, and various languages all seem ordinary, but which one doesn’t cost money?”
“That’s right!” someone agreed.
"If you want me to tell you, you should calculate the childcare expenses with the Song family so that they know clearly. If nothing else, if Ji Lan had been born in the village, would she have accumulated so much experience? She was a newbie. High-end occasions, brand-name bags, clothes, and the connections she has met, are all not stepping stones on her path?”
“Let’s see if she can still establish Lanying Media after being born in a village.”< br>
Deng Yi sat in front of this group of people. He knew that everyone was good-mouthed and bad-hearted, but he couldn't refute it. Who makes their status so high?
Who allowed the Ji family to have a close relationship with their husbands?
There are some words that you can only bite the bullet and listen to what others say.
This afternoon tea made her feel aggrieved.
At seven o'clock, the group went home after dinner.
As soon as she got home, Deng Yi changed into comfortable home clothes. Just when she was about to make a cup of tea to calm down her anger, Ji Rourou rushed forward with her mobile phone and told her that the Song family was holding a banquet to congratulate her on finding her daughter.
“Mom, do you think my sister has gone too far?”
“What’s the difference between this and slapping us in the face in public?”
“The Ji family has treated us over the years. She didn't have any kindness but she also cultivated it. If it weren't for the Ji family, she might have froze to death outside. "
Ji Rourou kept chattering, and Deng Yi looked at her, frowning and saying nothing. , the dark and oppressive eyes made Ji Rourou afraid to continue speaking.
She shouted tremblingly: "Mom"
"Rourou, some things should be said and some should not be said, don't you know?"
"Do you know what this is called? Of course I knew someone slapped me in the face, but I didn’t want to see it directly. As if you were afraid that I wouldn’t see it, you came to me excitedly and told me that someone slapped me in the face.”
Deng Yi said in a non-serious tone. But it was not pleasant to hear in Ji Rourou's ears.
Mom, I'm sorry, no one taught me this, I..." Ji Rourou was a little scared, choked with sobs and continued to speak, lowering her head like a child who had done something wrong: "I will pay attention to it in the future. ”
Deng Yi raised his voice, neither up nor down.
Ji Rourou would have felt better if she had been scolded a few times at this moment. However, she pretended to be weak and ignorant and wanted to make her feel guilty, which made her even more annoyed.
"That's it," the person who was about to go downstairs turned around and went up again. Before going upstairs, he asked his aunt to make a pot of tea and bring it to her bedroom.
At half past nine, Ji Hongyi returned home, but Deng Yi was not seen downstairs, which was a little strange.
I went upstairs and saw her sitting on the single sofa by the bedroom window sill, drinking tea. She was a little strange: "Why are you drinking tea in the bedroom."
"There are too many things to worry about," Deng Yi said calmly, and then asked: "Ji Xian is still abroad recently? I haven't seen him for a long time."
"Well," Ji Hongyi took off his coat and put it casually on one side. .
He walked towards Deng Yi, who poured him a cup of tea from her cup: "Can Rourou and Yanjia's marriage be moved forward?"
"It's not that I'm reluctant. "
Deng Yi sighed: "There are too many things to worry about and I want to solve them as soon as possible."
Ji Hongyi reached out and touched her shoulder: "The matter will be resolved one day. Hengli must be ours. Let them make trouble in the second room. As for Rourou's matter, if you want, just do it."< br>