Rebirth of a Movie Queen: the President of the Empire Is Sent to the Door

  It's so big...Uncle! Ji Mingcheng slipped and almost didn't drive the car into the drain on the side of the road.

  Fortunately, Ji Chengze was also thundered by An Ruixin's uncle, otherwise he might kick him out of the ditch.

  Ji Chengze couldn't get back to God for a long time, so he asked: "Uncle?"

  Ji Chengze’s reaction pleased An Ruixin. An Ruixin was dark in her heart, but she was innocent on her face: "Grandpa Ji said that Mr. Ji, you are in your early 30s, and I'm only in your early 20s. Isn't it right to call you Uncle?"

  Ji Chengze took a sigh of relief. If he changed other people, he might have been angry a long time ago, but this person in front of him...

   On the one hand, Ji Chengze is still guilty for misunderstanding the other party before, but also indirectly causing the other party to be infamy.

   On the one hand, she also felt that An Ruixin's eyes were bright, and she was inexplicably...cute in her paw-lighting gesture at herself like a noble Persian cat with a lazy smile.

  The rising anger seemed to have been poured over by a basin of cold water, and it dispersed cleanly. Although faintly aggrieved, he was never angry.

Ji Chengze was silent for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and replied: "I'm only a few years older than you."

  An Ruixin's eyes flickered, and her eyebrows were dyed a little narrowing: "People say that three years old is a generation gap, but we are separated by two or three gaps."

  Ji Chengze choked, gave An Ruixin a faint glance, and finally did whatever he wanted, and said coldly: "Call it whatever you like."

  It's...that's it? Ji Mingcheng, who was listening to the foot of the wall in front of him, almost didn't come up, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he glanced at the two people in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

  Their selfless president always seems to be...extraordinarily tolerant when facing this Miss Ann.

  An Ruixin didn't seem to expect Ji Chengze to be so generous, twisting her eyebrows, and in turn felt like she had punched the cotton, asking herself to be boring.

  Thinking about it, An Ruixin became more lazy to take care of Ji Chengze. She turned her head and pulled her gaze out of the car window again, but unexpectedly found that the road outside the car window was very familiar.

"Are you going to take me home? How do you know my address? No, I can't go home yet. Stop the car. Give me a stop!" An Ruixin woke up suddenly and looked forward to let Ji Mingcheng stop, but I don't want her hand to be held as soon as she stretched it out.

   Ji Chengze's face is close at hand, and those deep eyes clearly reflect his face.

   "If you are worried about the people who chased you that night, it doesn't matter."

   Does it matter? Could it be that this person...

  An Ruixin looked at Ji Chengze in surprise, and tentatively said: "You...you helped to deal with it?"

Ji Chengze put his hand back calmly, turned his head and looked out of the car window, looking unwilling to talk more, but if you look closely, you can see the little bit of color on the tip of his ears. .

  An Ruixin: "..." Could it not be so boring? One more sentence will die!

  The car quickly drove downstairs to An Ruixin’s house. An Ruixin hesitated, but got out of the car.

  After all, she is considered to be the grandfather who helped this guy, so she rushed to this point, this person has no reason to lie to her.

   "Then, I'll go back first." An Ruixin turned her head and glanced at Ji Chengze in the back seat. She didn't know what the psychology was, and the corners of her lips twitched, jokingly, "Goodbye, uncle."