Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

On New Year’s Eve, a plane landed from Bincheng to Nancheng Airport.

Before getting off the plane, Ji Lin put a scarf and a hat on Ling Zhao, gently pulled her to his side, took advantage of the chaos to peck her on the lips, and looked at her with burning eyes.

"Go home and send me a message."

Ling Zhao nodded.

“Video every day.”

Ling Zhao smiled and nodded.

Ji Lin wanted to say something, but Ling Zhao tilted his head and gave him a quick kiss on his Adam's apple, "I know."

Ji Lin was so overwhelmed by the kiss that he pretended to be serious and said, "Didn't I tell you that you can't kiss a man's Adam's apple casually?"

Ling Zhao smiled slyly, "I want you to always think about me."

Okay, okay, this is how you play, right?

I originally thought it was a little white rabbit, but it turned out to be a growing little fox.

Ji Lin was almost laughing out of anger. He ruffled her short hair and said, "We'll celebrate the New Year's Eve via video tonight."

After watching Ling Zhao get into the car sent by the Ling family, Ji Lin got into his own car.

The assistant sat in the passenger seat.

"Boss Ji, Ling Feng has booked a flight to London."

Ling Feng bought a ticket from Jirui Airlines.

Jirui Airlines is controlled and listed by the Ji family, so it is easy to know its flight information. But even if he did not buy a ticket for Jirui flight, he was being watched closely by Ji Lin, so there was a way to know his every move.

Ji Lin chuckled, "Sure enough, it turns out right after a try."

The capital chain of Ling Feng's "brother-in-law" company in London had problems, which led to a series of troubles. The company's foundation was shaken and the whole company became panic-stricken.

During the Chinese New Year, Ling Feng even gave up the opportunity to pretend to be filial in front of Mr. Ling and headed to London without hesitation...

The person behind that company must be Ling Feng.

Ji Lin leaned back in his chair, touched the scarf around his neck, and murmured, "Wait a little longer."

When Ji Lin returned to the Ji family, he heard his grandmother say as soon as he entered the door: "Don't mess with your sister, she's in a bad mood."

Ji Lin paused.

It goes without saying that it was because of Doctor Qin.

As they were talking, Ji Qing came down from upstairs. When she passed by Ji Lin, she asked leisurely, "When did you become so afraid of the cold?"

Her eyes fell on the light grey scarf around his neck.

"You don't know how cold it is outside." Ji Lin said without blushing or panting.

Ji Qing just smiled and said nothing. She walked over and gently pulled the scarf, "It looks pretty good."

Ji Lin quickly pulled the scarf back and protected it with both hands.

Seeing him "guarding his food", Ji Qing sneered and said meaningfully: "You won't even let me touch it. Is it so precious?"

Ji Lin took into consideration that she was in a bad mood and resisted the urge to argue with her.

He went upstairs and carefully folded the scarf Ling Zhao gave him.

I stood up and was about to put it in the closet, but then I changed my mind and put the scarf next to my pillow before going to the bathroom to take a shower.

……

When Ling Zhao returned home, Ling Feng just came down from upstairs.

The assistant followed behind with a suitcase.

Ling Feng took the tea his wife handed over, took a sip, raised his eyelids and glanced at Ling Zhao, and said in an unhappy tone: "Are you back?"

Ling Zhao nodded and was about to go upstairs.

Ling Feng frowned, "I have something to do and will be out for a few days. Listen to your Aunt Lin at home. Apart from going to the old house to eat the New Year's Eve dinner, don't go to any messy places."

Not even a word of concern.

Fortunately, Ling Zhao never had any illusions about him. He said "oh" and passed by him with his suitcase.

Suddenly Ling Feng stopped her and squinted his eyes, "What is this?"

He grabbed the pendant of Ling Zhao's backpack.

Ling Zhao's heart skipped a beat. That was the pendant she and Ji Lin bought when they were shopping in Bincheng, one for each of them.

Ling Feng wouldn’t notice anything, right?

Ling Feng snorted coldly and directly pulled the pendant off her schoolbag. "These are things that little girls like. I warned you not to get involved with them!"

Having said that, he threw the pendant directly into the trash can, snorted coldly, and left with his assistant.

There was no one in the living room.

Ling Zhao slowly loosened her painfully clenched fingers in her sleeves. She walked to the trash can and picked up the small doll pendant thrown inside.

Gently dust it off and hold it in your hands as if it were a treasure.

She turned around and gave Ling Feng a cold look as he got into the car, silently drawing a circle in her heart.

……

After eating the New Year’s Eve dinner, Ji Lin sat in front of the TV with his parents to watch the Spring Festival Gala as he did in previous years.

Ji Qing was in a bad mood, couldn't laugh, and didn't want to watch.

Grandma Ji was unhappy because Ji Qing was in a bad mood and didn't want to see them laugh.

So there were only three of them left in the living room.

The sketch actor told a joke, and Ji's father and mother got it at the same time, laughing so hard that they fell over. Turning around, Ji Lin was holding a mobile phone, poking his fingers quickly on the screen, and the corners of his mouth curved inadvertently.

What Mr. and Mrs. Ji were thinking was that their son was bending over and over again.

They all remembered that their relatives from their hometown called them and said that Ji Lin brought a man back to his hometown and the two of them were very affectionate.

Looking at the TV screen again, the actors made two jokes in succession and the laughter of the audience broke through the screen and hit their faces.

Father Ji sighed.

Mother Ji sighed.

The two looked at each other and sighed at the same time.

Just as they were about to get up and go back upstairs to their room to calm down, Ji Lin suddenly spoke.

"Mom and Dad, I have something to tell you."

Ji's father and mother's hearts skipped a beat: Here it comes, here it comes, the showdown is finally coming, right?

The two of them sat side by side, their hands on their legs, more serious than the kids in kindergarten.

Ji Lin said, "I'm in love."

Both old bones shivered at the same time.

Ji Lin couldn't wait to bring Ling Zhao back to meet his parents, but before that, he had to give them a heads up, lest he suddenly bring someone back and scare them to death.

Father Ji laughed and said, "It's good to fall in love. It's good to fall in love. It's really good."

Ji's mother laughed and agreed, "It's fine as long as you like it. Mom and Dad have no objection."

She took a deep breath and comforted herself, thinking, forget it, just be more positive. Ji Lin was unconscious at that time, and she prayed in front of the Buddha that as long as her son could wake up, she would not care about anything else.

Maybe Ji Lin has woken up and the prayer has come true. Now is the time to test them.

That's it.

That's it.

They couldn't let their son down. He finally had someone he liked, and as parents they had to support him.

"When you are free, bring the boy back for dinner."

Father Ji was stunned and looked at his wife in surprise. She had said before that it was a little hard to accept, so why did she suddenly let it go? She didn't even say hello to him!

Ji Lin smiled, "What young man? It's a girl, a beautiful young lady."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Ji's father stood up suddenly, his face flushed, and shouted: "Asshole! Broom, bring me the broom! How dare you do such a morally corrupt thing and use the girl as a shield! I will beat you to death!"