Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

Ji Chenhao held her hand tightly, "How is it possible, you are all my Ji Chenhao's people who are more important than life now."

"But you didn't tell us anything, rejected us from your heart, and then left us, sad alone, and even went to drink." Luo Qiu'an's eyes turned red as he spoke, and he was suffocating in his heart , have become grievances.

She even looks down on herself a little bit, she doesn't have the demeanor of the mysterious designer L, she looks like a little crying bag, it's really embarrassing.

Ji Chenhao wiped her tears, but she didn't want to, so she turned her face away, and grabbed the quilt and wiped it on her face carelessly.

Make him dumbfounded.

"An'an, listen to me."

"I won't listen, don't listen, don't listen." Luo Qiuan covered his ears and played a little temper. Anyway, he was already ashamed, and he cared about losing some more.

In fact, it's not that he is stubborn and wants to see where Ji Chenhao's bottom line is for her.

Women are sometimes contradictory organisms.

When she cares about a person, she willfully and desperately wants to know her position in the other person's heart, especially after she learns that the other person has something to hide from her.

Infected by her emotions, the little ones in her stomach also became agitated, and she had to use her hands to comfort them.

"Look, they all want you to listen and complain about me."

When a man talks nonsense, he is also shameless, especially in front of the woman he loves most, all the coldness disappears.

"An'an, I won't hide anything from you in the future. I went to my mother's cemetery yesterday to tell her that I am getting married soon. She has a five-year-old grandson. In a few months, she will have a grandson. A pair of granddaughters to make her happy."

Yo, you didn't even hide this matter, or did you say?
Looking at Luo Qiuan's puzzled eyes, Ji Chenhao continued, "Ajie has already told me everything."

"This stinky Ajie, I knew he was unreliable." She said almost gnashing her teeth.

Ji Chenhao said with a smile, "Don't blame him, I was the one who coerced and lured him."

If Ajie heard this sentence, he would definitely shout, "Brother, you are so loyal."

"However, it can be regarded as his surrender."

Brother, you are too fucking bad.

Luo Qiuan clenched his fists, "I knew it."

"But An'an, let's not hide these things from each other in the future."

Blame her?

Unconvinced, Luo Qiuan just wanted to push back, when he heard Ji Chenhao say again, "My mother is such a strong person. Among so many people, she chose my current father, Ji Zhiyuan. Unfortunately, she is not Beloved."

"For as long as I can remember, she's been alone, alone, and that's why I want to tell her about us."

"In previous years, Huo Zihan and I would usually stay at the same place and drink until dawn. This year, I don't want to live like this. I originally planned to come back to accompany you guys in the afternoon."

"God made a huge joke for me. My own father may be the murderer of my mother. Isn't it funny?"

This was the time she heard Ji Chenhao talk the most, and it was also the saddest time.

Luo Qiu'an thought, what would happen to her if such news was replaced by herself?
I don't know, anyway, it will be very uncomfortable and unacceptable.

She kept Ji Chenhao distressed, silently wanting to give him comfort and strength again.

"Have you checked it out? Are you sure? If not, maybe there is something hidden in it that you don't know? Don't draw conclusions easily in your heart, and wait."

After all, that is your own father, even if you don't like it.

But Luo Qiu'an couldn't say the last word of persuasion, because she was not him, and she couldn't use her subjective consciousness to mislead him in any decision.

Ji Chenhao leaned on her shoulder and snorted lightly, "But I almost ran him to death in front of my mother's eyes yesterday."

"what?"

Luo Qiuan withdrew from his embrace and looked at him, "Chen Hao, listen to me, you can't be impulsive in this matter, if he really killed his mother, there will be laws against him, but you can't do it privately, otherwise , you will become a murderer. Even if you don’t do it, you can’t be an accomplice. If you kill your own father, your conscience will be uneasy for the rest of your life. Promise me, do you hear me?"

She spoke faster and faster, almost choking.

Ji Chenhao raised her chin, and kissed her impatiently, without a hint of impatience or wildness, but very gentle, very gentle, as if turning Luo Qiuan into water.

When he touched her swollen belly, he quickly stopped, hugging Luo Qiuan and kicking vigorously.

Whenever this time, she just blushed and didn't speak.

"Don't worry, I'm not that confused."

This was Ji Chenhao's last sentence, and it was also a promise to Luo Qiu'an.

After the birthday incident, everyone tacitly didn't mention the birthday incident, as if nothing had happened, and continued to live happily.

But Ji Zhiyuan couldn't be happier, he asked people to check the car that rushed towards him that day, and the reply was that the rain was too heavy and he couldn't see clearly, even with so many surveillance cameras under the cemetery, none of them could see clearly.

He was so angry that he lost his temper at home, and was in the emotional climax stage for several days, unable to eat or sleep.

"Trash, rubbish, such a little thing can't be found out, tell them, if you can't find it out, you can't get a penny."

The butler was sweating profusely, and stood aside, not daring to say a word, for fear that if he said a wrong word, he would get angry.

Ji Zhiyuan picked up the teacup and threw it in front of him, "Why are you standing there, hurry up."

The butler moved two of them and said, "Master, they said, they won't do this business, because there is really no way to check, and they don't want any money."

"What?" Ji Zhiyuan heard this, and threw another teacup at him, "Get the hell out of here."

After returning from the cemetery for a few days, Ji Chenhao's words really came true. Ji Zhiyuan had nightmares every night, and his dreams were full of the scene where Ji Chenhao's mother had an accident.

Then it coincided with the scene he encountered at the foot of the cemetery mountain, and the unexpected protagonist became him. Every time he woke up, he was covered in cold sweat and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Luo Qiu'an had just finished talking on the phone with Grandma Li from Country D when another phone rang again. Seeing that it was an unfamiliar number, she hesitated for a while before picking it up.

"Hi, hello, are you Miss L, the mysterious designer?"

There was a woman's voice inside, but the tone was very polite and the voice was nice, so Luo Qiu'an replied politely, "Hello, I am, who are you?"

"Miss L, I am Shangde, the general manager of Shangmei Fashion." The voice instantly changed to a man.

Luo Qiuan felt strange.