Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

That's right, based on the relationship between Mu Lanting and his mother, he should know all these things.

But I have seen him celebrate his birthday before.

Although he had doubts in his heart, Luo Qiu'an and Xiao Bao secretly made a plan for Ji Chenhao's birthday, planning to give him a surprise.

Early the next morning, she got up and cooked a bowl of longevity noodles by herself and put them on the table.

Seeing Ji Chenhao, his eyes were indifferent, and he didn't say a word, so he sat down and ate the noodles, then hugged her as usual, and went to work.

The behavior is extremely abnormal.

After Xiaobao heard the sound of closing the door, he quickly ran out of the room, "Mum, Dad is gone, let's go buy things for the birthday party."

Just interrupted Luo Qiuan's contemplation, maybe it was because she was pregnant and she was too sensitive, after she figured it out, she smiled and replied to her son, "Well, okay, Mommy is going to get the bag, we will set off right away. "

Sitting in the car, Ji Chenhao pressed the pressure coldly, so much that Wang Qiao didn't dare to breathe out.

After staying by his side for several years, he somehow knew that on this day every year, Mr. Boss was in a bad mood.

"Wang Qiao, go to Jinxi Cemetery."

Hearing Ji Chenhao's voice, Wang Qiao turned the car around and drove towards the west of Jincheng.

At this time, Luo Qiuan and Xiaobao were happily shopping in the supermarket, the shopping carts were full, and the mother and son were still shopping.

When we arrived at the Jinxi cemetery, Ji Chenhao said to Wang Qiao, "Leave the car, you can go back first."

Same as previous years.

Ji Chenhao walked up the path winding up the mountain by himself, his back was indescribably lonely and sad.

He came to a more ornately decorated tombstone, looked at the kind and friendly smile on the tombstone, and said in a deep voice, "Mother, I'm here to see you."

There was nothing in front of the tombstone. It seemed that that person would not come again.

Ji Zhiyuan entered the study early in the morning, sat at the desk all the time, and never took a step out of the study.

Right in front of the desk, there is a photo frame, inside a family of three laughing happily, the child in the photo is 5-year-old Ji Chenhao, and the woman holding him is his dead mother.

The door of the study room was suddenly pushed open, and Wang Minzhen walked in with one arm dangling, with bruises still on her face, which shows how tragic the situation was at that time.

"Ji Zhiyuan, are you disgusting? People have been dead for so many years, and they hide here every year to pretend to be deeply in love. Why did you go so early?"

In her mocking words, there was a lot of unwillingness and jealousy.

Ji Zhiyuan reached out and put the photo frame down, and patted it on the table, looking at her fiercely with a pair of gloomy eyes, trying to suppress his temper.

Wang Minzhen didn't care. She hadn't been out of the house for a week, and she was holding her breath and had nowhere to go.

Staying at home every day, seeing Ji Zhiyuan up and down, she has never been so irritable and impatient.

As soon as she sees his hypocritical face, she viciously wants to go up and tear it apart.

"Why, did I say something wrong? Today is her death day, you don't go to Jinxi Cemetery, and worship with Ji Chenhao in person, but lock yourself in the study room, look at your photos secretly, nostalgic for the past, so For so many years, what have you thought of me, Wang Minzhen?"

Wang Minzhen angrily picked up the photo frame that Ji Zhiyuan had put down, and threw it on the floor hard, making a harsh sound of glass shattering.

Finally, Ji Zhiyuan couldn't bear it anymore, and pointed at her, "Wang Minzhen, you have to go crazy and go back to your room, and don't bark like a mad dog in front of me."

"Mad dog?" Wang Minzhen sneered, looked around the study room, and the photo of a family of three on the floor that made her eyes hurt, and said, "Then I was also driven crazy by you, so as long as I'm here, don't think about it." On a good day, if I go to hell, then you must also accompany me."

Looking at such a crazy Wang Minzhen, Ji Zhiyuan couldn't figure out why this person changed when he said he changed.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you every day. You like to be here. Let me go." He took the crutch beside the chair and limped out of the study.

Wang Minzhen quickly blocked his way, "Are you guilty? Or do you do too many bad things, afraid of going to hell?"

Looking at her ugly face at this time, Ji Zhiyuan said with disgust, "I have nothing to fear, it's just that if I stay with a dirty woman like you for a while, I can't help but want to vomit."

These words hurt people more than anything else, especially with his contemptuous expression.

"Then there is no way. Whenever you give me the shares, I will disappear in front of you. Otherwise, even if you vomit to death, I will not leave here on my own initiative."

Wang Minzhen made up her mind to fight Ji Zhiyuan to the end. Anyway, now she is alone and has loved a man for many years. In the end, all she thinks about is her dead ex-wife. To her, this is really ironic.

"Whatever you want." Ji Zhiyuan said coldly, pushed her aside, and left.

Wang Minzhen shouted behind him, "Ji Zhiyuan, I haven't been patient all the time, you'd better think it through."

The only reply to her was the back view and silence.

Being so neglected, her emotions were on the verge of collapse.

"Ah, Ji Zhiyuan, Ji Chenhao, Luo Qiu'an, I won't let you go."

After Wang Minzhen yelled, she smashed the study into a mess.

After Ji Zhiyuan went downstairs, he heard the deafening roar, he couldn't stay any longer, and told the housekeeper, "Ask the driver to drive over, I want to go out."

"Master, but..." The butler hesitated to speak, Ji Chenhao told him last time he came back to watch over the matter of the master, and he didn't know whether he should say it or not.

Seeing him, Ji Zhiyuan questioned, "Why, even you want to take care of me?"

The butler immediately bowed and replied, "Master, how dare I, I will arrange it right away."

Ji Zhiyuan got into the car, but he couldn't think of where he was going, so the car stopped at the entrance of the villa.

He glanced sideways out of the window, facing the opposite villa, where Ji Chenhao's mother used to live, and ordered the driver, "Go to Jinxi Cemetery."

He hasn't been there for so many years, and this year, he especially wants to visit.

Ji Chenhao stayed in the cemetery for most of the day, the sky became gloomy, and it looked like a prelude to a heavy rain.

The mobile phone in the bag was vibrating non-stop, and he had no intention of answering it at all. They would not bother him about work, which was a common practice.

But the caller was also very stubborn, time and time again, never giving up.

He had to take out his mobile phone, saw the number on it, and as he guessed, he hesitated for a few seconds and then slid the answer button.

"Why haven't you answered the phone for so long? Do you have anything to do at night? When can you come back?"