Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

She has big wavy long hair, fair face, oval face, very beautiful appearance, a pair of calm eyes, skirt to ankles, wrapping a perfect figure,

Standing there, she had a ladylike temperament.

"Cold"

Ji Qinghan paused for a moment, and his tone calmed down.

"Minxi, why don't you take a break? Find grandpa if you have something to do?"

Ji Minxi looked at him, there was nothing unusual in his expression, but she was standing here, obviously she hadn't just arrived, so she actually heard what Ji Qinghan said to Mr. Ji just now.

Even so, she still maintained her usual elegance and calmness.

"Oh, I suddenly saw news about Si Boheng on the Internet today. Is he... going to get married?"

Ji Qinghan looked at Ji Minxi with complicated eyes.

"Probably not yet, it's just that Si Boheng may have felt a sense of crisis recently, so he made an official announcement in a hurry."

Ji Minxi was puzzled.

"Crisis?"

Ji Qinghan shook his head slightly.

"It has nothing to do with us. Since you are back, you can go to work in the company tomorrow, catch the winter clothing exhibition, and follow up with the design department."

After Ji Qinghan finished speaking, he left. Ji Minxi turned his head and looked at his tall and straight back, with a bit of grievance and self-mockery in his eyes.

"Minxi, come in."

Elder Ji's voice came from the room, and Ji Minxi pushed the door in and said respectfully.

"grandfather"

Mr. Ji gestured for her to sit down.

"Since you heard what that bastard said just now, why didn't you make trouble with him? Since you were young, as long as you get angry, you can definitely hold him. Why don't you get angry?"

Sitting on the sofa, Ji Minxi poured tea for Mr. Ji himself, and smiled wryly.

"Grandpa, you heard it just now. He even talked to me about work, so don't force it. I was raised by Ji's family, and I will not leave Ji's family."

Mr. Ji looked at her, both anxious and a little guilty.

He wanted Ji Qinghan to go to Yan Rongrong to work hard before, but now facing Ji Minxi, he felt that he was sorry for her, this child is too sensible.

Holding the teacup, he sighed.

"You have been so kind to him since you were a child. In the past few years abroad, if you hadn't taken care of him, he might not know what to do. That bastard just doesn't know his blessings in his life."

Ji Minxi tightened his hand holding the teacup, his eyes darkened.

"Emotional matters can't be forced. Qinghan doesn't like me, so why make him unhappy."

Mr. Ji pointed at her, really heartbroken, and hated that iron could not be made into steel.

"You, you are too sensible, that kid, sometimes he regrets it."

Seeing that the old man was very angry, she quickly stood up and squeezed the old man's shoulders.

"Grandpa, don't be angry with him. Qinghan is also under a lot of pressure now. Although he has been in charge of the family business abroad for the past few years, it is not a complete package after all. When he comes back this time, the burden is on him. It's not easy for him."

"It's not easy to fart, he deserves it, Minxi, let me tell you, just leave him alone and let him go to work on his own. When he is too busy to eat, he will know how important you are."

Ji Minxi smiled, and felt that he was worthless.

She still couldn't bear to see Ji Qinghan supporting the Ji family's burden alone, she would definitely help him if she could, although he had no love for her, but he had affection for her, they were family members.

"By the way, Grandpa, I saw news about Si Boheng on the Internet today. The Si family, is this really a wedding?"

Mr. Ji stretched his neck, waved his hand to Ji Minxi, signaled that he was ready, and asked her to sit down.

Ji Minxi sat down again on the side.

Mr. Ji said.

"Si Boheng does have a partner, and he has brought it back to the Si family. We don't know when the wedding will be held, but since he made the official announcement today, it is the young lady recognized by the Si family. You will definitely see her in the future. When it comes to her, be polite to people, don't be like those short-sighted people, and be sarcastic to others."

Jimin Hee laughed.

"Grandpa, when did I sneer at others?"

"I just want to remind you, I know that you have always been modest and polite, and you have a measure of advance and retreat, but the people of these families are all very scheming, and grandpa is afraid that you will be instigated by others, and you will be some early bird, remember Stay, don't be an enemy."

Ji Minxi looked at Mr. Ji in surprise, she keenly heard from Mr. Ji's words that he attached great importance to Yan Rongrong.

Could it be that Tang Yun failed to study again?

Coming out of Mr. Ji's room, she passed by Ji Qinghan's room, and was about to leave, but when she heard Ji Qinghan's muffled groan coming from the room, her face changed suddenly, and she quickly opened the door.

Ji Qinghan sat on the chair, pressing his stomach hard with his hands.

"Qinghan, stomachache again?"

She hurried over to check, only to see Ji Qinghan's head was covered in cold sweat, but he gritted his teeth tightly.

"I'll go to the doctor."

Ji Minxi turned around and was about to leave, but Ji Qinghan grabbed her.

"No...no need, I'm fine, I'll be fine in a while, don't disturb Grandpa."

Ji Minxi looked at him with a worried face. Ji Qinghan had always had a bad stomach. She took care of him when he was abroad, and she prepared his meals by herself. After returning to China, the servants were not as careful as she took care of. I also went to participate in a variety show, and I couldn't eat well.

Now it's time for a stomach bug.

Ji Minxi didn't dare to disturb the old man, and found medicine for him to take, but she made it clear that she must see a doctor tomorrow, and she can rest assured only after the examination.

Ji Qinghan had taken the medicine and he was better. He sat on the bed and checked the news on his mobile phone.

Ji Minxi came in with a bowl of porridge, but he didn't even lift his head, as if he was engrossed in reading the news.

Ji Minxi put down the porridge, but when he looked up, he found that Ji Qinghan was actually smiling.

He seldom smiled, and always looked cold, but at this moment he was sitting there with a pale face, but the corner of his mouth was smiling.

Curious and puzzled, Ji Minxi approached him and looked down.

But he saw a photo enlarged on the screen of his mobile phone. The girl in the photo looked very young, very fair, with a tender face, big eyes, and a very pure appearance, as if her eyes were filled with aura.

Her gaze didn't fall on this side, but on the right. This photo was taken secretly?

She subconsciously thought so, but this kind of thing doesn't seem like something Ji Qinghan would do.

"Qinghan, eat some millet porridge to warm your stomach."

Ji Minxi made a sound, and Ji Qinghan seemed to have just realized it, and immediately locked the phone screen.

He raised his head, and slightly dodged Ji Minxi's eyes.

"Minxi, don't be busy, I'm fine, you go back and rest."

Ji Minxi sat in front of the window with the millet porridge, took a spoon and blew it lightly, and it didn't feel hot anymore, so he fed it directly to his mouth.