Flash Marriage Love: Fu Shao's sultry can't stand it

Secretary Tian slapped his forehead, and then remembered that he forgot to explain to Tang Weiwei, and replied honestly: "When we arrived here in the afternoon, madam, you were still asleep, but it was already raining outside.

I originally wanted to wake you up, but Mr. Fu saw that you were sleeping soundly, and was afraid that you would be drenched in the rain when you went outside, so he didn't ask me to wake you up. He said that he would go to Ji's house to have a look and wait for you to wake up, madam. Come again. "

Thinking of Fu Sichen leaving herself in the car like this, Tang Weiwei felt a little ashamed for no reason, but then, she noticed another sentence from Secretary Tian, ​​she couldn't help being stunned, and pointed at the magnificent mansion in front of her Asked: "Could it be...is this the Ji family?"

Secretary Tian nodded, looked at the opposite mansion and replied: "This seems to be the ancestral home of the Ji family. The Ji family has always lived here, but later all the descendants have gone out, so there is only Mr. Ji lives alone."

Tang Weiwei was even more stupefied when she heard this. She had heard Fu Sichen say that the Ji family was a famous family that had been passed down from ancient times, but she never expected to be so wealthy.

This is a whole mountain, and it is not easy to cover it, but the Ji family has always used it as a foundation, which is not a small force.

But Tang Weiwei didn't say these words, but calmly took another umbrella from Secretary Tian, ​​and walked in.

Ji's house is very big, and the road is naturally very long. Tang Weiwei didn't know how long he walked before finally seeing the house in front of him.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Tang Weiwei put the umbrella inside, and took the shoes on the side by the way.

Looking around, Tang Weiwei inexplicably felt that the deserted place was a little too much.

In such a huge mansion, there are not even a few servants.

Secretary Tian, ​​who was also changing shoes, noticed Tang Weiwei's confusion, and explained, "Master Ji always likes to be quiet, so there is usually no one here, only a few servants come to clean it occasionally."

Tang nodded slightly, opened the door and walked in without talking.

There were Mr. Ji and Fu Sichen sitting inside, one was sitting on a wooden wicker chair, the other was just sitting on a wheelchair, as if they were playing backgammon at the moment.

When Tang Weiwei arrived, just as the round was over, Fu Sichen made a move, with a slight smile on his lips: "Old man, it seems that I won this round."

After hearing this, the old man Ji, who was about to make a choice, was so angry that his beard was about to explode, "Aren't I still dead? Why did I lose?"

Fu Sichen pointed at a few points calmly, "Bai Zi's path has been blocked by my black son. Even if we continue walking, there will only be one result."

After hearing this, Mr. Ji put down the white piece in his hand, looked at the chess game again, and finally leaned on the wicker chair with a dejected expression, "You really have a dark heart! Come here to accompany the old man!" The reputation of playing chess asked me to play chess, but in the end, except for losing one game at the beginning, you were the one who won all the rest!"

Saying that, Mr. Ji seemed to be really angry, and after snorting, he didn't speak again.

Fu Sichen was a little helpless, just as he was about to speak, he saw Tang Weiwei standing at the door.

At this time, Mr. Ji also found Tang Weiwei's figure, and he didn't care about being angry. He sat up and glanced at Tang Weiwei who was opposite him, his eyes were full of interest, and he pointed to Tang Weiwei and asked, "Who is this girl? His face is blessed, and he looks cute and smart."

Fu Sichen just followed up Mr. Ji's praise of Tang Weiwei, and said with a slightly smug smile on the corner of his mouth: "This is my wife, Tang Weiwei."

After Mr. Ji heard this, his interest became more and more obvious, and he waved to Tang Weiwei directly, "Girl, come here and let the old man see you!"

Before Tang Weiwei could react, Secretary Tian at the side quietly pushed her, and then said in a low voice, "Madam, hurry up! Mr. Ji obviously has a good impression of you by saying that!"

After hearing this, Tang Weiwei came to his senses, then tidied up his clothes, walked over nervously, and bowed to Mr. Ji, "Hello, Mr. Ji, I'm Tang Weiwei."

After saying this sentence, Tang Weiwei ran out of ink in his stomach and stood there not knowing what to do next.

Fortunately, Mr. Ji didn't think too much about it, instead he looked at Tang Weiwei with joy, and even patted the seat beside him, "Girl, come over here and let me take a closer look at you."

Tang Weiwei didn't say much, and sat obediently to the side.

At this time, old man Ji looked at Tang Weiwei, and suddenly felt emotional, "You girl looks good-looking, a lucky look, I remember that my old lady who died young also looked like you!

It is said that people who look alike have similar tempers, girl, you are definitely a kind-hearted person! "

Inexplicably, because of being praised for her appearance, even Tang Weiwei blushed a little, but didn't know how to reply, so she just pursed her lips and thanked Mr. Ji.

Mr. Ji waved his hand, and suddenly he didn't know what he thought of, and sighed slightly distressed, "Girl, how old are you this year?"

Tang Weiwei replied: "25."

Hearing this number, Mr. Ji's eyebrows became more and more sad, and he looked at Tang Weiwei and complained directly, "I've heard people say that you already have two dolls in your family!
But it's okay, at your age, a few dolls are normal, but my grandchildren are different, those bastards are all old, and they don't want to start a family yet! "

Fu Sichen on the opposite side looked at Mr. Ji with a gloomy expression, stepped forward to get a cup of tea, handed it to Mr. Ji, and said with relief: "It is said that starting a family is to start a business before starting a family. Mr. Grandpa, your grandchildren are all in their respective places. I have achieved quite a lot in my field, so I don’t need to care about such small things, most of the women want to marry into Ji’s family, don’t they?”

Mr. Ji took the cup of tea, but the expression on his face didn't relax much. He simply pulled Fu Sichen to complain, "None of those brats learned from them, they didn't learn from them. Like a civilized stone.

You must know that when I was their age, I had already given birth to their father with my old woman, but what about these boys?I brought other girls home during the Chinese New Year, but those boys didn't even look at each of them! "

Thinking of his grandchildren's lack of understanding, Mr. Ji felt as if his heart was blocked, and he couldn't get up or down.