Before my grandfather died, he forced me to marry the richest man in the imperial capital.

Ji's Group

Ji Jiale was attending a high-level meeting hosted by his father. A certain man wanted his son to have more experience and feel the atmosphere of such meetings. He hoped that his son could easily control high-level meetings in the future.

Halfway through the meeting, Ji Jiale's cell phone vibrated. He could feel the vibration through his pants. His legs were numb as messages kept coming in.

Half an hour later, Ji Jiale followed Ji Hancheng out of the conference room.

Ji Hancheng, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped, turned around, and made a sudden decision. He glanced at his son who lowered his head and said, "Tomorrow you will chair the meeting."

Seeing his son looking at him with his cell phone, Ji Hancheng, wearing a black suit, put one hand in his pocket, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why, no."

Silent for a few seconds

Ji Jiale hid his cell phone in the pocket of his suit and looked at Ji Hancheng.

Compared with Ji Hancheng's temperament, Ji Jiale is not inferior. In terms of age, Ji Jiale is better. He is not weak in aura, nor is he afraid. He simply answered, "Okay."

If we have to compare the two fathers and sons, then for now, Ji Jiale's sense of oppression is not as strong as Ji Hancheng's. This is what Ji Hancheng wants to train his son.

Hearing this, Ji Hancheng smiled, not knowing why. Xu Mingkai, who was following him, gave Ji Jiale a thumbs up as a sign of encouragement, thinking that he was indeed a father and son.

Ji Jiale returned to the office and sat down on the office chair. The chair was the same style as Ji Hancheng's.

Swipe your phone to unlock and click on WeChat. What you see is a large group of photos filling the screen. From the photos, you can see that the person who took the photo took the photo with his eyes closed. The photos taken are difficult to describe in just one word.

It’s not visible at all, and it still takes up memory.

In one of the photos, Ji Xinyu's eyes are closed and her mouth is still open. This snapshot is really...

He swiped the screen carelessly to find something, swiped it twice, looked at it carefully, and after a moment, entered a few words on the screen: Xiaoyu, bring some cranberry cookies back.

Ji Xinyu received the message and replied: ok

At the orphanage, Ji Xinyu told everyone about the message she received from her brother, "Let's do it together. My brother said he wanted to eat cranberry cookies."

Hearing this, Lu Yiyue paused with her hand holding the tray and was stunned for a few seconds. She glanced at the few cookies on the table, smiled lightly, and said softly: "I'll make more later, Xiaoyu, take some more back." Give it to your godmother to taste, and Nuonuo, take some back with you."

Yan Feifei: "Okay, we still have the materials anyway. Let's take some back with Xuxu so we can show off to our friends."

After saying that, several people started making cookies together. Although Lu Qingchen's photography skills were not very good, he was not idle. He kept taking photos of everyone making cookies and sent them to the group.

night

Ji Xinyu, who had been working as a volunteer for a day, was sitting on the bed scrolling through her mobile phone. When she came back today, Aunt Feifei said she was going to visit M country on May Day, and she was a little moved by it.

I want to go too. I am looking at the special tourist areas in country m.

There was a sudden knock on the door

Thinking it was her mother, she held the phone, raised her head and shouted to the door: "Mom, come in, my door is unlocked."

The moment the door was opened, she found her brother in dark blue pajamas coming in, and asked suspiciously: "Brother, do you have a problem with me?"

Ji Jiale glanced at the mobile phone in his sister's hand and said without changing his expression: "Dad said your mobile phone has been updated. He and his uncle have added some functions. Let me take a look."

"Have it?"

Ji Xinyu picked up her phone and was opening the phone software to see what new features her uncle had added to her new phone. Ji Jiale said, "You don't know computer skills, show me and I'll return it to you in 5 minutes."

"If you want to secretly learn from my uncle's skills, then just tell him no."

Having said that, Ji Xinyu generously handed her cell phone to her brother, "Here, you can put it on the bedside for me after you watch it. I'm going to bed. I have classes tomorrow morning. Oh, by the way, Feifei Auntie said she would go to Country M on May Day, brother, can you go? If possible, we can go together, I kind of want to go too."

Ji Jiale was holding his sister's cell phone in his hand. He didn't look very interested and replied calmly: "Let's talk about it later."

Ji Jiale walked to the door and suddenly turned back. When he came in, he saw the cookies on his sister's bedside. He bent down and took them away, "Go to sleep."

Seeing that her brother had taken away the biscuits, Ji Xinyu said, "I forgot about it." She was so focused on studying the May Day trip that she forgot to give her brother biscuits.

"Oh, these biscuits were made by Sister Yueyue. She said you didn't like them too sweet, so she made them separately. The ones I gave to my mother were made by Aunt Feifei and I. They are sweeter and produced in different batches."

He looked down at the transparent packaging box in his hand. He could clearly see that the biscuits inside were arranged and stacked neatly. They looked delicious. He said softly, "Well, go to bed early."

After saying that, he turned around and left his sister's room, closing the door behind him. The three children all told each other their cell phone passwords.

What Ji Xinyu didn't know was that Ji Jiale's mobile phone password had been changed long ago.

After the door was closed, Ji Xinyu got into bed and really fell asleep.

Ji Jiale returned to the room and stood at the window. He opened the biscuit box, picked up a cranberry-flavored biscuit and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it. It was sweet, slightly sweet but not greasy. It was delicious, especially delicious.

Looking at a certain point in the distance, he raised an arc, chewed in his mouth, and opened his sister's phone with his hand. He did not look at the settings or the functions added to the phone, but opened it immediately. Album

Half an hour later

Ji Jiale gently placed his cell phone on his sister's bedside. Seeing that his sister's hands were not tucked into the quilt, he bent down and tucked her hands into the quilt, and helped cover the quilt.

Ji Xinyu, who had just entered a light sleep, vaguely felt someone covering her with the quilt, and subconsciously said muffledly, "Brother, are you okay?"

"Well, go to sleep. I'll take you to school tomorrow." Ji Hancheng didn't let his daughter drive a motorcycle during this period.

Ji Xinyu actually didn't fully hear what her brother was saying. For her, who dozed off on time, this was the point she should have discussed with Duke Zhou, so she casually responded, "Yeah."

Ji Jiale saw her agree and left the room.

"Is Xiaoyu sleeping?" He came out and bumped into Ji Hancheng who was coming out of the study.

"Ah."

With one hand on the door handle, the man who was about to go back to the room and hug his wife to sleep paused in the movement of opening the door. He took a look at his son's handsome features, felt a little proud, and praised stingily, "The plan submitted today is not bad."

It's okay, that is, very good. He rarely praises others, which is unprecedented. Ji Jiale did not become so happy because of his father's praise. His expression was indifferent, and he was still far away from his goal. "Well, good .”

The next day, Ji Jiale sent his sister to school, and Ji Hancheng picked her up when school was over. This continued until the end of April.

During this period, Ji Jiale never went to the studio. Ji Xinyu went there several times. Before going, Ji Jiale would tell her not to talk nonsense.

He also said that if Yueyue asked, he would just say that he was struggling.

Since the May Day holiday is approaching, the parent-teacher meeting of Didu Middle School has been put on the agenda in advance. The parent-teacher meeting originally scheduled for mid-May has now been moved to the end of April. XiuShu.com

Han family villa

Because the time of the parent-teacher meeting was changed, Han Yichen was caught off guard.

In the room, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He kept wandering around the room. His mobile phone was confiscated. Today, the teacher simply said that he planned to let his aunt, Tang Junyao, participate. Go to the school in advance so that when the notice comes, you can tell your parents that your aunt has already gone to help.

It was a routine operation in elementary school, except that he asked his sister to borrow a mobile phone and called several aunts, but no one answered. When he called Xiaoyu's sister, she said she didn't go home and was living in school recently.

He doesn't dare to call his uncle. The call has just been completed, so his father will probably know that he is up to something.

Han Yinuo stood aside, still holding a mobile phone in his hand, and reminded: "Brother, Teacher Chen said that she will call every parent one by one for this parent-teacher meeting."

Han Yichen: "..." Are all teachers today so careless about saving phone bills?

It’s so easy to make money, but it’s too unruly

10 minutes later, Han Yichen came out of his sister's room, came downstairs as if he were dead, coughed dryly, and then sat down on the sofa. He glanced at his father, who was looking at his mobile phone with his mother's head bent, and a smile spread across his face. Shameless to look at

Mother Han looked up and saw her grandson hesitant to speak. She felt uncomfortable looking at her grandson. Han Yinuo sat down next to her brother.

"What's wrong with you?" Mother Han asked

Han Yichen scratched his neck and moved his shoulders, "Well, there's something going on. Which of you is going to the parent-teacher meeting the day after tomorrow?"

His speech was not very clear, so Han Yue didn't listen to everything. He listened to a general idea, straightened up, looked away from the phone, and looked at his son who was speaking unclearly and hiding important words. He straightened his tongue and said, I have time. You come word by word."

Han Yichen: "..." It doesn't have to be like this.

Seeing that his brother was silent, Han Yinuo said: "Dad, mom, Teacher Chen said there will be a parent-teacher meeting the day after tomorrow. My brother and I want to ask you who will attend the day after tomorrow."

"Parent-teacher meeting? So early this year?" Han Yue leaned on the sofa and saw his son's nervousness in his eyes. He had a plan in his heart. Lan Yunxi also looked at his son and daughter.

Father Han recommended himself, "It's a parent-teacher meeting, Xiao Yue, you've been very busy recently. Dad doesn't have much to do, so I'll go."

Mother Han glared at Father Han, her thoughts were too obvious

Father Han felt guilty and touched his nose after being stared at.

Yun Xi saw her son looking at Han Yue from time to time, and then looking at herself from time to time. It seemed that he was not doing very well in school. She was probably afraid that his father would find out about his condition, and he was also afraid of being beaten.

Knowing that she will be beaten, why can't she be a good student like Nono? This is what Lan Yunxi can't understand. When she was a child, she and her brother Lan Yunchen had very good grades, so they never experienced the need for parents to take action. , or you need to consider who should attend the parent-teacher meeting

When she was a child, her parents would always attend parent-teacher meetings with her brother. No matter how busy they were, they would never miss a single one.

Obviously it was okay to attend together. Brother Yue might be in a bad mood if he went back alone. Lan Yunxi also volunteered, "I'll go."

Hearing Xiao Xi say that she was going, Han Yue could see his son heaving a sigh of relief and loosening his grip on his hands. Han Yue smiled and said, "No, none of you need to go. I will participate."

Han Yichen refused, "Dad, why don't you go next time." Try to do better in the exam next time. It was a bit embarrassing to have one side of the buttocks. He finally recovered. He didn't want to experience it a second time.

Han Yue looked at his nervous son with a half-smile, pretending to be calm, and parted his lips, "I told you Uncle Xu a week ago that I would attend the parent-teacher conference this semester. You, Teacher Chen, already knew Yeah, didn’t I tell you?”

"Or do you want the civet cat to be replaced by the prince?"

Everyone: "............"

Mother Han predicted that her son would definitely attend this parent-teacher meeting, but she did not predict that he would have already communicated with the teacher, "You can contact the head teacher alone."

Father Han: Is my son so active now? It seems like it's serious

Just when everyone thought that Han Yue contacted the class teacher alone, Han Yue smiled and said, "Except for my family, I will not contact other women alone. Teacher Chen is Xu Mingkai's wife."

Father Han was a little surprised, "Why didn't you tell me this earlier?"

"Create opportunities for you to destroy the school atmosphere?" Han Yue asked Han's father. The reason why he deliberately didn't say anything was because of this.

Han Yichen rolled his eyes in a circle, and there was secret joy in his eyes, as if he had found the direction in the confusion. This little expression was caught by Han Yue, and he snuffed it out, "You don't have to think about flattering your Uncle Xu, your uncle and I will We have agreed that I will increase your Uncle Xu’s year-end bonus by the amount your score goes up, and I will deduct your Uncle Xu’s bonus by the amount your score goes down.”

Han Yichen was anxious, and his voice suddenly rose a few points, "Dad, you are too shady. Teacher Chen is Teacher Chen, and Uncle Xu is Uncle Xu. This has nothing to do with it at all. Can I deduct my salary?"

Han Yue said naturally, without any feeling of inappropriateness, "Husband and wife are one, and we cherish each other's blessings and misfortunes."

Now Han Yichen gave up and angrily got up and went upstairs, "I'm going to do my homework."

Han Yinuo also stood up, "I'll help my brother check his homework."

After the children went upstairs, Lan Yunxi turned to ask Han Yue, her beautiful brows furrowed, "Brother Yue, did you really threaten Teacher Chen and the others?"

Han Yue responded and glanced at his parents, "Yeah."

Yun Xi felt that this was wrong, but her parents-in-law did not say anything to her.

No one likes to be threatened

After a while, a message came in from Lan Yunxi's mobile phone, which was sent by Han Yue who was sitting next to him: I have never done what I just said, just to scare the brat, but I told Xu Mingkai that it is true that his wife should be stricter.

After reading all the information, a smile returned to Lan Yunxi's face, and she giggled at Han Yue. Han Yue couldn't help but reach out and squeeze her hand.

When the Han couple met, they felt it was time to go upstairs, "Let's go to the study to handle some things."

Han Yue: "Yeah."

In an instant, only Lan Yunxi and Han Yue were left in the living room. Lan Yunxi leaned on Han Yue's shoulder, "You scared me to death just now. I thought you were threatening the teacher."

Han Yue picked up her hand and played with it one by one without getting bored at all. His voice was soft and he said, "No, I won't do anything you don't like."

He doesn't want to see her unhappy, he just wants her to be happy

Yun Xi's heart felt warmed by Han Yue's last words. She couldn't help but want to kiss Han Yue. Looking at the stairs, she did so and kissed Han Yue gently on the cheek.

Changing the subject with a smile, "Why do you think Xiao Chen's character has become so naughty? I used to be naughty when I was young, but I never stopped studying. Xiao Chen actually has a good memory and can recite ancient poems at a very young age. Yes, I can count very quickly, so why is it counting down now?"

Yunxi felt quite puzzled, thinking and analyzing to herself.

Seeing Xiao Xi's confused look, Han Yue smiled and helped to clear up the confusion, "I asked about all the classmates he played with, and they were all in the bottom five, and none of them were in the bottom six. Cancan was still a distant student. He is ranked last in a grade, and he is second to last, so there is no generation gap when talking about it.”

Yun Xi: ".........."

Seeing Xiao Xi dumbfounded, this kind of thing cannot be understood by ordinary people who are good at studying. Han Yue understands. He has also been in the bottom of the exam several times, but he is not as bad as his son, that is, he can't do the Guoguo questions when he was a child. His parents are busy, and he is not doing well in studies. The homework he did for him is all red.

When he saw Guoguo being criticized by the teacher until he cried for helping him do something stupid, he suddenly started studying like crazy

The purpose is to teach Guo Guo questions that Guo Guo doesn't know, but no one has told him about this, not even Guo Guo.

Han Yue raised his hand to rub Xiao Xi's head, and pinched the cheeks that were squeezed together. Xiao Chen's study has now become a big problem at home. The whole family has a headache. He comforted him: "Don't worry, I can make his grades better." If it comes to a straight number, I guarantee it will be within 10."

Will second from last become ninth from last?

Yun Xi looked at him in disbelief, and saw Han Yue's eyes full of affirmation, and he nodded to her, which meant affirmation and affirmation.