Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

But at this moment, Luo Qiuan's heart sank, and he moved back gently while there was no light.

After turning on the light in the study, Ji Chenhao quickly searched every corner of the study, walked to the front of the desk and sat down, glanced at the mother and son under the desk from the corner of his eye, feeling indescribably distressed.

Same thing yesterday, today.

When Xiaobao saw him, he smiled sweetly at him, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Ji Zhiyuan saw that the study room was still the same, and there was nothing there, so he asked directly, "Who is that child who was at your house yesterday?"

As early as when Ji Chenhao received the phone call from the housekeeper, he was wondering if Ji Zhiyuan came to the door and knew about Luo Qiuan and Xiaobao's affairs. Unexpectedly, he guessed it right.

But he still couldn't guess where the news leaked.

"When did you care so much about my affairs?" Ji Chenhao sneered.

After he moved out to live alone as an adult, the number of times Ji Zhiyuan came to visit him was really rare.

Ji Zhiyuan also knew that he was wrong, so he sat across from him and said, "Before, I owed you because I did not do well, but you can't bear to hate me for so long, after all, we are father and son."

Ji Chenhao immediately corrected, "Father and son, you and Wen Qing are father and son, and I'm just your ex-wife's son."

"What did you say?" Ji Zhiyuan slapped the desk angrily and stood up.

Every time the father and son spoke, they could not exceed three sentences, and it was always like this.

Thinking of the way he spoke to Ji Wenqing, Luo Qiu'an also felt wronged for Ji Chenhao.

And Luo Jun treats himself and Luo Pingping, why not.

Feeling the sadness on Luo Qiuan's body, Xiao Bao held her hand intimately.

After a brief silence, Ji Zhiyuan asked again, "Who was that child yesterday?"

"So you are the one who made a fuss about me and hurt me because of him."

Facing Ji Chenhao's questioning, Ji Zhiyuan felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill, "Isn't it just a doorkeeper who controls and obstructs me everywhere, and really doesn't take me seriously, shouldn't he hit me?"

Ji Chenhao frowned, and said in a deep voice, "But he is mine, and I ordered him not to allow you to go upstairs."

Ji Zhiyuan asked dissatisfiedly, "What do you mean? Do you still want me, a father, to apologize to you?"

"It's fine if you don't apologize. If you have nothing to do, don't come to me in the future. I don't welcome you." Ji Chenhao looked at him coldly, and continued, "If you care so much about other people's children, you might as well be okay and care about you more. woman."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Ji Zhiyuan heard a trace of unusual information from his words.

Now Ji Chenhao is not sure how much Ji Zhiyuan knows about Luo Qiuan and Xiaobao, so he is going to find him something to do, so that he can stop staring at Luo Qiuan's mother and son.

There are some things, just click and stop.

He replied, "I have nothing to say."

Such an answer made the suspicious Ji Zhiyuan even more uncomfortable, wishing to rush back immediately and ask Wang Minzhen clearly.

Xiaobao sat on the ground for a long time, his feet were numb, he tried to move, but he couldn't control his strength, and kicked the desk with a bang.

Ji Zhiyuan looked at Ji Chenhao, "What's that voice?" He was about to stand over and watch.

Ji Chenhao quickly picked up Xiaobao and grabbed him out, "Little guy, so you've been hiding here quietly for so long, and I didn't realize it."

Looking at the little treasure in his hand, Luo Qiuan was full of worry, but Ji Zhiyuan was very happy.

So this is the funny kid.

Xiao Bao screamed, and then whispered in his ear, "He is the liar on the phone yesterday."

After hearing his words, Ji Zhiyuan said dissatisfiedly, "Who says I'm a liar?"

Xiao Bao looked at him, "Then why did you come to my house today?"

"Your family?" Ji Zhiyuan looked at Ji Chenhao and Xiaobao strangely, his eyes flicked back and forth between the two of them.

Ji Chenhao probably understood why Ji Zhiyuan came to look for Xiaobao, he blocked his gaze without leaving a trace, and introduced, "This is my friend's son, come and stay for a few days."

Hearing the sudden answer, Ji Zhiyuan felt regretful in his heart, and asked, "What about his parents?"

The clever little treasure immediately replied, "My father and mother have left me to travel abroad."

The little mouth is pouted, extremely wronged.

Now, Ji Zhiyuan didn't want to believe it, so he could only choose to believe it.

Little Treasure leaned on Ji Chenhao's body, unwilling to get off, and extremely dependent on him, Ji Zhiyuan was actually a little envious.

Thinking that the family hadn't eaten together for a long time, he said to Ji Chenhao, "Tomorrow weekend, bring the child back for a meal."

After hearing this, Luo Qiu'an quickly pulled Ji Chenhao's trousers, shaking his head.

In fact, needless to say, Ji Chenhao is not willing to take Xiaobao back.

"Don't go."

Ji Chenhao mercilessly refused, which offended Ji Zhiyuan again. He patted the table angrily again, "Do you think I dare not do anything to you now? You dare not even go home?"

"Home?" Ji Chenhao raised the corners of his lips, "That's the home of your family of three. When my mother died, my home was gone."

Seeing that Ji Zhiyuan was about to speak again, Ji Chenhao shouted out of the door impatiently, "Housekeeper, see off the guests."

Ji Zhiyuan was so angry that his chest hurt, and he left angrily.

Waiting for the sound of footsteps to disappear, Xiao Bao immediately slid off Ji Chenhao's body, and said anxiously, "Dad, quickly take Mommy out, her feet must be numb too."

Luo Qiuan's feet were indeed numb, but after listening to his son's words, no matter how numb they were, his heart warmed.

Ji Chenhao squatted down, slowly moved her out, then picked her up and placed her on the chair he was just sitting on.

While rubbing her legs, he asked with concern, "Is it uncomfortable?"

Luo Qiuan, who even felt sore in her toes, had been enduring it all the time, trying not to let herself cry out, lest the big and small in front of her be worried.

This feeling is not uncomfortable, but sour.

She nodded, and couldn't help smoothing the frown on Ji Chenhao's forehead with her hands, "Don't frown all the time, you will look like a little old man sooner or later."

"That dad is also the most handsome little old man in the world."

Xiaobao's rainbow farts were everywhere, and the atmosphere became much happier in an instant.

After Luo Qiu'an and Ji Chenhao smiled at each other, they both looked at this common pistachio.

When Luo Qiu'an had almost recovered, she told Ji Chenhao that she didn't want to and couldn't live in the villa anymore.

Ji Chenhao also thought of this.

Today is Ji Zhiyuan, and tomorrow it may be Wang Minzhen. If one day they get up and visit suddenly, the consequences will be unimaginable.