Chapter 162 If you are willing, I can call you mom
Ji Mingzong’s original schedule that day was to go to the Fifth Ring Road to inspect the project.
After the morning meeting, just as he was about to leave, Jing He called.
He called not long after he left home. Naturally, he had something to do, and Jing He would not call him rashly for a trivial matter.
“Is something wrong?”
"Sir, Mrs. Ji is blocking the door of her house."
"No matter," Ji Mingzong said two words.
Jing He hesitated a little and glanced at Ji Lan: "Miss Song is getting ready to go out."
The implication was that he couldn't get out.
"Call her," the man said in a strong tone.
When Jing He handed the phone to Ji Lan, before she could speak, Ji Mingzong said, "Can you hide it for a while? Can you hide it for a lifetime?"
"Can I do it?"
"You can do it if you want," Ji Mingzong said: "Don't have any worries, make her mad and I will give you the award."
"I don't want a prize," Ji Lan said seriously, asking for nothing but nothing.
“Then what do you want?”
"Money!"
Ji Mingzong walked to the elevator entrance and heard Ji Lan throw out one word concisely. He paused slightly. Some of the bosses following him failed to stop their cars and almost crashed into a ball.
Just as he was wondering, the boss laughed helplessly and said: "Okay."
It took only two or three minutes for Ji Lan to answer the phone. There is a credit message coming in from the card SMS.
The 5 million transfer message came with two words: "deposit."
Ji Lan smiled while looking at the text message, her fingertips roamed the keyboard, and sent him a message: "It's missing. ”
In 10 years, bank transfers were still not that convenient. Large transfers could not be processed through mobile phones and had to be arranged by others.
It is inappropriate to follow the public account.
Smuggling accounts is feasible, but for someone like Ji Mingzong who has someone to solve everything, it will take some time.
He replied to Ji Lan: "Wait a moment."
At nine o'clock sharp, Mrs. Ji was welcomed in.
She originally thought she would see Ji Mingzong, but she never thought that the person in front of her was Ji Lan.
The huge living room is full of life, whether it is the blanket on the sofa, the lilies placed on the low table in the living room, or the bag Ji Lan casually placed on the sofa, everything is clearly visible. Come up with a fact.
In this house, there is a mistress.
Ji Lan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window holding a cup of coffee that day, with a slightly green lawn in front of him.
Compared with the late autumn outside, the autumn in Lanting Villa seems to be later.
The bright sun penetrated through the courtyard through the floor-to-ceiling windows and shone on Ji Lan's face, making her already beautiful profile even more dazzling.
Like a foxy girl, she seduces people's soul and steals their soul.
When I first met Ji Lan, she was still young. When I went back to the manor and passed by Ji Hongyi's villa at the foot of the mountain, I caught a glimpse of her going out with her schoolbag on her back.
Just at that glance, she was stunned. This girl would definitely be stunning in time.
But now, her suspicion has been confirmed. She was so beautiful that she seduced her third uncle.
“Old lady,” Ji Lan calmed down and said hello with her lips curled up.
“Don’t even call me grandma?” The old lady went straight into the room and walked towards the sofa.
The strong and domineering tone in his words was exactly the same as that of Ji Mingzong,
it was the oppression of the superior.
But she forgot that Ji Lan had nothing to do with the Ji family for a long time. There was no reason for others to sell her out, so she rushed to give others a thumbs up.
"Calling grandma is a bit unfamiliar," Ji Lan took a sip of coffee and casually choked her: "If you are willing, I can call you mom."
"Be bold," he was about to sit down. When the people heard Ji Lan's rebellious words, they stood up angrily and glared at her with eyes wide open like a dragon breathing fire.
"It's enough for you to be shameless, and even your upbringing has gone to the sky? These years, the Ji family has supported you with fine clothes and fine food, and you have only learned these filthy hook-and-rail jobs?"
"Yes?" Ah!" Ji Lan responded positively: "After all, no one has taught me seriously. Don't you just want to send me to another man's bed?"
"It's just me who wants to be good. I just climbed into your son's bed," Ji Lan said unpleasantly.
The old lady was very angry. She is a ruthless character, but no matter how ruthless the character is, she will have a headache when she encounters someone who is not soft, hard, and shameless.
"Miss Lan, the Ji family has not been benevolent to you over the years but has been kind to you. After all, I called the old lady grandma, but what you said now is a bit too much."
Shu Wen defended the old lady from the side and looked at Ji Lan with reproach in his eyes.
"Nurture grace? Support me to make a profit? How about I help you calculate how much money Ji Hongyi and Deng Yi took me to attend various charity events over the years and how much money they donated? Once this account is pulled out, do you think the Maosheng Pharmaceutical brand can still stand?”
“The rhetoric you are talking about is better for Ji Rourou than for me, so why use Yang En? Talk? I’m afraid you know that the Ji family has nothing more to say than to support me.”
“You should have died outside,” the old lady said angrily. The crutch in his hand fell on the floor with a thumping sound, and he looked at Ji Lan: "How could the Song family give birth to a daughter like you who is a prostitute?"
A prostitute?
Ji Lan's fingertips holding the coffee cup turned slightly white.
Jing He was waiting on one side. Hearing this, his eyebrows furrowed.
One second you say you are still an elder, and the next second you become a prostitute?
“This is the first time I’ve heard an elder talk about a junior like this,” Jing He interjected from one side: “You keep saying that you are an elder, but is this how you behave like an elder?”
“Girl. After being raised in your family for twenty years, you have trained me to be a prostitute. Is it because your Ji family has this custom? ”
"Where are you from? Is it your turn to talk?" The old lady noticed her as soon as she entered the room. She saw someone in uniform waiting to one side, presumably a servant.
I just didn’t expect that a servant would dare to show off his power in front of me.
“If it’s not my turn to speak, then it’s not your turn,” Jing He sneered and walked to stand next to Ji Lan.
"I am the mother of the owner of this house."
"My husband told me that his parents are both dead," Jing He responded seriously.
Mr. Ji never mentions his family of origin in front of outsiders. Even if he mentions it, it is said that he has forgotten it because of the age.
If you really treat her as a mother, she will not be unable to enter this Lanting Villa.
The old lady pointed at them with trembling fingertips, her thin lips trembling in anger.
The man in a decent cheongsam was so angry that he lost his composure.
The fierce and wanton eyes fell on Ji Lan, filled with overwhelming anger: "Ji Lan, if I had known this, I should not have left you in this world."
"You are just used as a pawn by Ji Mingzong to deal with the Ji family. How much does he give you and make you think it is love? He protects you just because you are useful. Once the Ji family takes him under his command, you will Abandoned child?”