Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

By the way, wipe the tears shed on someone's expensive custom-made shirt.

Ji Chenhao patted her head, smiled helplessly and echoed her, "Yes, our An'an is a little rich woman, we can buy it if we have money."
He already knew that in the past few years, Luo Qiuan had donated a fixed amount of money to impoverished areas every year in Ji Wenqing's name, and he had never used any of Ji Wenqing's gifts.

Instead, relying on her unique talent in design, she chose to continue her studies in country D, laying a better foundation.

In the design circle, she is already well-known now, but her real identity is still the very popular mysterious designer L.
Luo Qiu'an lowered her head. Based on her understanding of Ji Chenhao, when did President Ji need to please people like this, it was all because of herself and the child in her stomach.

Therefore, her tears flowed more.

Ji Chenhao felt the moisture on his chest, and his brows were twisted into a Sichuan shape, but he still hugged Luo Qiu'an quietly, letting her vent her emotions.

"Ji Chenhao, have you loved me badly for a long time?" She suddenly looked up at him, there were still wet tears on her face.

Ji Chenhao stretched out his hand, gently slid his thumb over the wetness, and replied in a hoarse voice, "What do you think?"

Luo Qiuan smiled slightly, "I guess so."

Then pointing at the things in the room, she said coquettishly and domineeringly, "Look at this, and that, they are all evidence, you can't deny it even if you want."

Because those were the ones that she helped buy and add at the beginning.

"In this case, why do you still push me away and refuse to accept my marriage proposal?" Ji Chenhao looked into her eyes, wanting to get a real answer.

Luo Qiuan didn't dodge this time, met his eyes and said, "I regret it now, is there still time?"

In the relationship between people, if there is love, there will be love, and if there is success, there will be disappointment.

A lifetime is too short, Luo Qiu'an doesn't want to let down someone, no matter how against his will, let down the person he loves the most.

In that way, the rest of my life will be too bitter and difficult.

"It's too late." Ji Chenhao couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, reaching the tip of his eyebrows.

Luo Qiuan took out the small black box from his backpack and shook it, "Then trouble Ji, please bring it to me."

Ji Chenhao took the box, took out the orchid ring inside, and slowly put it on her beautiful finger.

She raised her hand, looked at her hand in the direction of the window, and praised without any shame, "It really looks good on my hand."

Luo Qiuan's hands were narrow and slender, but plump and fair, his nails were naturally shiny, soft and shiny, and the small purple diamonds on his fingers gleamed, giving him a special charm.

Ji Chenhao hugged her from behind, gently held her hand under the sun, and said softly, "Well, you are the prettiest, the prettiest Mrs. Ji, can you tell me what happened now? ?”

Luo Qiuan's eyelids drooped, "I went to see Huanhuan and her daughter today, and she told me to cherish the people around me, so I thought about it and came to you."

He knew that the matter was really as simple as she said, otherwise she wouldn't cry so sadly, she still didn't want to tell him the truth.

"Don't be so anxious next time, I can't run away."

The warm breath brushed against his ears, and the teasing in the words made Luo Qiu feel shy. It was indeed a bit too bold just now.

"However, I like it." The man added happily.

When Lance came in again, he could clearly feel the slightest sweetness in the air. Mr. Boss was so happy that he couldn't put down his iceberg face.

"President, this is the invitation letter and process for the weekend design exhibition."

This design exhibition is not an ordinary exhibition, but a large-scale design exhibition that brings together the works of design masters and design lovers from all over the world.

Luo Qiuan had received the news two days ago, and was debating whether to go or not. After all, her stomach is so big now that no amount of skirt can cover it up.

Ji Chenhao picked it up and glanced at it, then looked at Luo Qiuan next to him and asked, "Do you want to go?"

She didn't think about it, and she became even more entangled.

"Then come with me." President Ji Da has already made a decision for her domineeringly.

Lance quietly gave Luo Qiuan a knowing smile, and then backed out.

In the evening, Luo Qiu'an said that she had accepted a new offer and was going to catch up with the schedule, so the father and son were left in the hall to entertain themselves.

Xiaobao built the building blocks well, glanced at the direction of the master bedroom, and said to Ji Chenhao mysteriously, "Today, Mommy and I went to see Aunt Huan's little sister."

Ji Chenhao rolled his dark eyes, "So?"

He asked everything Li Huanhuan had said to him.

"Dad, can you tell me the answer?"

The son's small round eyes just looked straight at him, full of anticipation.

Therefore, Ji Chenhao, who is all-powerful in the mall, began to do calculations in his heart.

"According to the data analysis, it should take about 130 to 150 days." Ji Chenhao was very sure about his calculation.

But Xiaobao said sadly, "Why is it taking so long? You didn't know to let her be inside earlier."

Although the child's words were unscrupulous, Ji Chenhao couldn't help but blush.

Brat, this matter is not something that can be settled by your father alone.

However, on the matter of the pumpkin cart, he had to thank his son in front of him.

One night before going to bed, Luo Qiuan had something to do, so he asked Ji Chenhao to tell Xiaobao a bedtime story.
Xiao Bao lay on the bed and looked at him, "Dad, I want to hear the story of "Cinderella" today."

Isn't this a storybook that only girls like?

But Ji Chenhao still pulled out "Cinderella" from the next bookshelf.

The book is a little old, and it looks like it's old.

He opened the first page of the book, and saw that it was written in a familiar font on the upper right corner: I hope that one day, I can wear a wedding dress designed by myself, and my prince drives a pumpkin cart and takes me to the Ferris wheel. A passionate kiss at the top of the Ferris wheel.

"Xiaobao, your purpose is to let Dad read this?" Instead of really wanting to hear this story.

Xiaobao nodded in embarrassment, and told Luo Qiuan when she was telling the story that she liked the pumpkin cart very much, but he didn't know any of the words on it.

"Okay, Dad knows."

Later, there were so many coincidences in the amusement park.

Ji Chenhao played with his son in the hall for a while, then took him to take a bath, watched him go to bed, "Xiaobao, good night."

Xiao Bao poked his head out from under the thin quilt, and sweetly replied, "Daddy, good night."

Ji Chenhao, who had been indifferent to Ji Zhiyuan and his son since he was a child, saw Xiaobao for the first time, in addition to unexpected surprises, there was also an unknown uneasiness hidden in his heart.

Unexpectedly, one day, the lack of love between father and son will be replaced by such a method to make up for it.