Substitute for the little ancestor

"But you have to promise me to keep this dress, or I'll make this trip in vain."

Regarding Ji Meihe, Si Chenmo never thought that she would have any other thoughts.

There was just a murmur in his throat, and his hands dropped: "It's dark, be careful driving on the road."

Si Chenmo's tone was very light, it was just an exhortation to ordinary friends.

When Ruan Tong came over in the morning, Si Chenmo had already gone back to his room to rest.

She walked past the place where Si Chenmo stayed last night, and a strange man's coat was left on his seat.

Curious, Ruan Tong picked it up and sniffed it, a faint fragrance mixed with the smell of women's cosmetics bloomed on the tip of his nose.

"Excuse me ma'am, I'll take off the clothes."

Ruan Tong turned around, it was a completely unfamiliar face.

This woman exudes a natural aristocratic atmosphere, especially her half-race face is so beautiful that people dare not look directly at it.

But look closely at her black dress with a white flower pinned to her chest, she must have come to the funeral as well.

Ruan Tong nodded and returned the clothes to Ji Meihe, thinking that she left the clothes accidentally.

He didn't pay much attention to Ji Meihe, because he still had the meal prepared for Si Chenmo in his hand.

Wanting him to rest more, Ruan Tong purposely used a thermal pot to hold it.

She didn't notice that at the moment she turned around, there was a slight change in Ji Meihe's eyes.

Si Chenmo was a light sleeper, and he was used to going to bed late and getting up early, so he only woke up after a short nap.

Opening his eyes, Ruan Tong sat beside him.

"Wake up. I brought you food, get up and eat."

She held Si Chenmo with warm hands.

The man just got out of bed when the door was pushed open.

Seeing the scene inside the house, Ji Mei was not surprised. There was no apology in her smile, but a generous look: "You just woke up, come over to eat, grandpa said you were in a low mood, and asked me to make a reservation for you in a hotel outside." Have a big meal to make up for it."

Ruan Tong was confused.

It turned out that the woman she met this morning knew Si Chenmo.

It's not hard to figure out, for such a huge system as the Si family, it's strange that the network is thin.

After Ji Meihe left, Si Chenmo hugged Ruan Tong and explained to her: "Grandpa joined the army when he was young, and he was in the same company as Grandpa Ji. This is his granddaughter. She has only been a classmate for a year or two. She was a teenager when she was a teenager. Maybe she basically settled abroad, and we have no contact."

Ruan Tong nodded and smiled slightly: "So that's the case, I saw her this morning."

Si Chenmo pinched Ruan Tong's face, feeling cool.

"I'm telling you this because I'm afraid you might misunderstand."

Ruan Tong laughed: "Don't worry, how could it be!"

Just noticing the lonely thermos pot on the table, Ruan Tong pursed his lower lip: "It seems that today's meal will be wasted."

Thinking of taking it back to warm up what he ate for the night, Si Chenmo snatched the meal from her hand: "I'll just eat this, I can't get used to it in a hotel."

The things outside can't compare to my wife's craftsmanship.

In a short sentence, a warm current surges in the bottom of my heart.

The smile on Ruan Tong's lips softened.

The so-called luxurious meal has not been opened, and it is placed on the table intact. Ke Meihe sits in the guest room and stares at the cold dishes with a cold expression.

There was a voice upstairs, and Kemeihe looked up.

Their eyes met for a moment, and then they fell on the bento box in Si Chenmo's hand.

Ji Meihe, who was very plain, had no extra emotions, but a faint smile piled up in his eyes: "You have eaten."

She looked at Si Chenmo, her eyes were fixed on Si Chenmo, and only him was in the corner of her eyes, and then she glanced at Ruan Tong indifferently.

Ji Meihe's smile gave people a different feeling, even kindness, and Ruan Tong could not see any malice in her eyes.

It's really just like the relationship Si Chenmo expressed, just ordinary friends who haven't seen each other for many years.

The man hummed in his throat: "Thank you, Grandpa Ji, for your kindness. I'm sorry this time."

He naturally took Ruan Tong's hand and walked out.

The final destination of the uneaten meal was thrown into the trash can by Kemeihe.

"That kid didn't eat the food you bought him?"

Ji Meihe was silent for two seconds: "No grandpa, he has already eaten."

Near noon, the old man's body had been cremated, and all that was left was to send it to the cemetery.

On that long bus were relatives and friends who came from all directions.

They have different minds, and some even stare at Qi Si's property.

Si Aotian was imprisoned, Qin Hailan and the old man passed away one after another, and only Si Chenmo and Sikong Zhen had the right to speak in the entire Si family.

They wished they could get some benefit from the old man's will.

It's just that Si Chenmo is very smart, and these little tricks are nothing compared to the intrigues in the mall.

He is like an iron wall, and others cannot find a breakthrough.

On the way from the cemetery to home, it was obviously not a long journey, but Ruan Tong felt that it was a long journey.

She slowly realized that the yin and yang people would never see each other again.

Tears began to fall uncontrollably, she turned her head to fear that Si Chenmo would see, he was already depressed enough.

After putting Ruan Tong home, Si Chenmo went to the company without stopping.

Ruan Tong's mood gradually stabilized, but occasionally his heart throbbed for a moment.

Seven days before the death of a relative in the family, one cannot go out casually, and try not to bring anyone home at this time.

People say it's bad luck.

Ruan Tong called Grace to explain the recent situation.

These days, she is like a flower growing in a greenhouse.

As a result, when Bai Junyao returned to China, Ruan Tong was not able to meet her for the first time.

The airport was crowded with people, and Bai Junyao walked out of the crowd dragging a heavy suitcase.

After living abroad for a period of time, she suddenly returned to China and forgot to add more clothes. The sudden cold wind hit Bai Junyao and sneezed.

Bai Zhengqi's car was not far from the airport.

As soon as the car door was closed, Bai Zhengqi's voice sounded: "How is your study abroad going?"

Bai Junyao sucked in her nose, and the tip of her nose turned red with cold: "It's not good."

Bai Zhengqi laughed twice: "Yaoyao, you are still sulking with your father."

Bai Junyao ignored it, and just looked at the phone on her own.

"Dad already knows about you and the Xiang family."

Bai Junyao still didn't speak, the car was very quiet, although she chose to ignore it, she could still hear clearly.

"Yaoyao, there are not many children in this world who are as outstanding as Xiaofeng. It's not that Dad said you."

"Stop, stop. 'It's not me talking about you' makes my ears callous."

Bai Junyao resisted, but Bai Zhengqi had no choice but to stop talking.

He began to inquire about Bai Junyao's recent relationship status.