Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

The hotpot meal lasted nearly three hours. At such a late hour, Ji Shumiao had to send his friends home one by one.

When leaving the box, Ji Shumiao asked Li Xiang: "Where do you live? I'll take you home."

She'll see how to deliver it on the way.

"No need, I'll go back by myself." Li Xiang refused coolly.

"No, it's so late, I have to take you home."

Under Ji Shumiao's repeated insistence, Li Xiang had no choice but to say that someone else was answering the call. Ji Shumiao then gave up: "Then call me when you get home!"

"it is good."

Li wanted to stand by the roadside and wait for their car to go far away before calling the driver to come over.

The Maybach logo on the front of the black sedan dazzled the eyes of passers-by, and the license plate number "666" made people call out "6".

Li thought that no one would be at home. He didn't expect that his mother, whom he had seen only a few times on one hand that year, was actually at home.

The living room was filled with gifts of all sizes. Li Xiang's mother smiled proudly and took her hand to ask for credit: "Xiang Xiang, come and see how many things I brought you. They are all your birthday gifts. I came back specially to celebrate your birthday. Are you happy?"

Li Xiang pulled his hand back helplessly, saying in a calm tone: "Mom, my birthday is in June."

Her grandfather gave her the car and license plate number because her birthday was June 6th, at six in the morning.

Li Xiang's mother withdrew her hand awkwardly, looking disappointed and sad: "I'm sorry, Xiang Xiang, at that time..."

Li Xiang couldn't bear to see her sad, so he crossed his arms and joked, "Hey, Ms. Xiong, do you have an illegitimate daughter? Otherwise, whose birthday is in September? Am I your own child?"

"Why wasn't I the one who gave birth to you?" Li Xiang's mother straightened her back and said, "The thing I'm most proud of in my life is giving birth to you."

Li Xiang hugged her and shook her coquettishly: "I am also proud that I am your daughter."

"I'm sorry, Mom remembered it wrong again."

Li Xiang shook his head: "It's okay, no need to say sorry."

She has long been used to it.

"Did Dad remember it this year?" Li Xiang's mother asked.

Li Xiang hesitated for a moment, but finally told the truth: "He sent someone to send a gift back."

Li Xiang's mother asked anxiously, "What did you give me? Is it as good as what you gave me?"

"I don't even know what you sent me."

"Come on, come on, open it and take a look. What I gave you is definitely better than what your father gave you!"

The mother and daughter chatted about their recent situation while giving each other gifts. Li Xiang racked her brains to express the advantages of each item and her love for it, and she had to make a unique story.

"How long will you stay this time?"

"We'll leave the day after tomorrow morning." Li Xiang's mother brushed aside her hair and asked softly, "You don't have to go to school tomorrow. Come shopping with me and have morning tea, okay?"

"Okay." Li Xiang agreed with a smile.

Li Xiang opened the gifts until very late. As soon as she returned to her room, she locked the door and ruffled her hair in annoyance. She was startled by the sudden ringing of the phone. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the caller ID was Ji Shumiao.

"I've already finished my shower and I haven't received your call yet, so I called you. Are you home yet?"

"Here we are. Sorry, I had guests at home and forgot to call you back."

"Why are you saying sorry? There's no need to apologize." Ji Shumiao turned over in bed. "Eat less breakfast tomorrow. I'll bring you curry beef buns, the one I told you about this afternoon. It's delicious."

"I have something to do at home tomorrow, so I won't go to school."

"Oh, is that so?" Ji Shumiao said in a disappointed tone, as if she was the one who couldn't eat the curry beef bun. "Then see you the day after tomorrow."

"See you the day after tomorrow."

Li wanted to hang up the phone and sighed tiredly - he had a whole day of acting tomorrow.

After Ji Shumiao returned home, he learned from his parents that Lu Yonghe's assistant had come in the morning and brought them an invitation to a dinner party next Friday.

Ji Shumiao cheered: "OiOi~ This is not an invitation, this is money."

Doing business depends on connections and channels. As the saying goes, intelligence is financial report.

It was agreed that the brother and sister, Ji Shiqian and his wife, and Ji Zhenhua would go together next week.

Ji Zhenhua rubbed his hands nervously: "I'm still a little nervous in this kind of situation."

Ji Shumiao consoled him, "Hey, it's just a bunch of well-dressed businessmen bragging to each other."

Thanks to Zhou Hui, Ji Shumiao had witnessed many big scenes with him in his previous life.

There was no time to order custom-made dresses, so they agreed to go buy ready-made ones together over the weekend, and then the brother and sister were sent upstairs to sleep.

Brother Lang was still pulled by his grandmother to put on the bandage.

"If you don't tie it up, you won't treat this arm as injured."

Brother Lang sighed helplessly: "Can you wait until I finish taking a shower before tying it?"

The result is "no".

Back upstairs, Ji Shulang asked casually, "Little witch, is it true that I will end up alone?"

How would I know? I didn’t live to old age in my previous life, but it’s true that you are a scumbag.

Ji Shumiao muttered to himself and asked, "Do you care about this? I've asked you several times."

"I do care." He nodded, "I envy the relationship our parents have."

Help each other, support each other, and rely on each other.

Ji Shumiao patted his shoulder earnestly and said, "Young man, as the saying goes, a mouse eats the cat's milk, and you can change your own destiny. Whether you will end up alone or not, the key lies in you!"

Ji Shulang frowned slightly and began to think deeply.

The next day, Ji Shulang, wearing layer upon layer of bandages and a splint, passed by Xu Jinhuan's classroom again and again.