Executive's Exclusive Beloved

On the mahogany simple European sofa, the man sits cross-legged, with his hair combed back, flipping through the spread morning newspapers at a leisurely pace.

The main hall was extremely quiet, the servants were busy with their own business, and no one dared to disturb the owner's interest.

Steady and quick footsteps came from the stairs, and suddenly slowed down when approaching the hall.

Ji Mingyue paused slightly, staring at the sophisticated man on the sofa.

The man looked up, glanced at him, then closed the newspaper and put it aside.

Ji Mingyue took another step and met the man face to face.

"Mingyue is up, that's just right, it's time for breakfast." Ying Anrong untied the apron around her waist, looking very happy.

"Well, Mom." Ji Mingyue turned his eyes and smiled at Ying Anrong.

"Honey, it's breakfast."

Ying Anrong led Ji Mingyue to see Ji Kun who was sitting firmly on the sofa.

Ji Kun didn't respond, but glared at Ji Mingyue angrily, then got up.

At the dinner table, the family rarely gathers together.

Ji Kun came back temporarily last night. Suddenly, Ji Mingyue heard the movement but pretended not to know, and didn't get up from the bed.

But through the door, he still heard Ying Anrong's pleasantly surprised laughter, followed by a burst of attentive greetings.

Ji Mingyue thought it was ridiculous, but felt sorry for Ying Anrong.

Ying Anrong loves Ji Kun very much, and Ji Mingyue knows the bastard things Ji Kun did outside, but he never dared to reveal anything to Ying Anrong.

He couldn't bear to see his mother hurt, so he couldn't find a better solution except to hide it.

Breakfast was made by Ying Anrong herself when she got up early in the morning.

In the past, Ying Anrong was also a daughter of a thousand gold who didn't stick to the spring water, but now she can do more or less housework.

Ying Anrong was about to serve porridge, but Ji Mingyue took the spoon and didn't let her do it.

The porridge bowl was placed in front of Ji Kun, Ji Mingyue just lowered his eyes, without saying a word, he changed hands to get Ying Anrong's bowl.

The relationship between father and son has always been tense, Ying Anrong saw it and wanted to reconcile it.

But before she could speak, Ji Kun patted the chopsticks.

The helpers present, including Ying Anrong, didn't dare to speak out in an instant.

In this family, Ji Kun is the absolute authority.

"Early in the morning, who are you showing your face to!"

Ji Kun stared at Ji Mingyue, his words were reprimands.

"Why, how much money can I make now, so I dare to show off with Lao Tzu?"

"Mingyue..." Ying Anrong knew that Ji Kun was offended, and Ji Mingyue was willing to wait until he couldn't please him, so she patted his arm on his knee and persuaded him in a low voice not to argue with Ji Kun.

"How dare I." Ji Mingyue laughed, "You think too much."

Ji Mingyue's attitude is not good to say it's true, it's more like provocation in disguise than admitting his mistake and lowering his stance.

Ji Kun was choked with anger by him.

But in front of so many outsiders, no matter how angry Ji Kun was, he didn't intend to do anything to Ji Mingyue.

"Mingyue, don't talk about it." Ying Anrong comforted Ji Mingyue's emotions. It was a rare opportunity for the family to get together, and she didn't want to break up in the end.

Looking at her mother's praying eyes, Ji Mingyue's heart grew more angry, but she still forced herself to suppress it.

Ji Mingyue didn't speak again, Ying Anrong hurriedly served him and Ji Kun some dishes to ease the atmosphere at the table.

Ji Mingyue ate silently, but occasionally looked at Ji Kun's mother who kept fawning over her...

No matter whether it is Ying Anrong's love for him or Ji Kun, the love goes to the bottom of his heart.

It is because of this that Ji Mingyue hates Ji Kun's self-righteousness and wanton squandering even more.

In the end, the breakfast ended in a not-so-pleasant atmosphere.

Ji Mingyue had a ten o'clock air ticket to fly to Haicheng, and he didn't bring much back, so he just packed up casually.

When he had arranged everything and was ready to go, Ji Kun seemed to be deliberately waiting in the garage.

In fact, Ji Mingyue is more similar to Ji Kun, with at least a five-point outline, and his facial features have inherited all the advantages of Ji Kun and Ying Anrong.

Ji Mingyue stepped forward, and as soon as he reached a position within Ji Kun's reach, Ji Kun's resolute slap landed on Ji Mingyue's face hard.

Ji Mingyue seemed to be mentally prepared, but she turned her head slightly and staggered a little.

The pain felt a little numb, and Ji Mingyue's tinnitus continued, but she didn't even frown.

"What's your attitude!"

Ji Kun said it was a question, more like a lecture, and Ji Mingyue looked at him, but he didn't say anything to refute.

"The bigger you get, the more you don't obey discipline!"

Sweeping the suitcase in Ji Mingyue's hand, Ji Kun's face turned darker instantly, "I think you are studying wild outside!"

"If you don't want to mess around anymore, just pack up your things and get back!"

Ji Mingyue, who hadn't responded all this time, raised her hand to touch the corners of her somewhat damaged mouth, and then smiled.

"dad."

"Isn't like a father like a son to me?"

"Compared to you, I'm still far behind."

"It's my wife's birthday, and I have a room with other women, I can't beat you!"

At the end of the sentence, there was obvious hatred in Ji Mingyue's voice.

Ji Kun was severely gagged by Ji Mingyue.

"Whenever you stop being wild, I'm almost done." Ji Mingyue raised his hand to open the car door, and threw the suitcase in. "I can't control my lower body, why are you teaching me!"

Ji Mingyue turned around, looked at Ji Kun coldly, and asked, "Are you worthy of my mother?"

Looking back, Ji Mingyue opened the door of the driver's seat, drove around Ji Kun, and left the gorgeous house.

On the spacious asphalt, Ji Mingyue's car was speeding, and finally stopped suddenly by the side of the road.

Ji Mingyue's body shook uncontrollably, and he clenched his fist, hitting the steering wheel with a fist, making a dull and dull sound.

Ji Mingyue couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, the first time he confronted Ji Kun so positively, it wasn't as refreshing as Ji Mingyue imagined.

Ji Mingyue was very powerless and didn't know how to end all of this. Every time he saw Ying Anrong trying to curry favor with Ji Kun, he hated that irresponsible, selfish and violent man even more.

At this time, Yao Cheng called and urged Ji Mingyue to catch the plane.

"Brother Ji!"

Yao Cheng received Ji Mingyue outside the airport, and brought a mask and something to reduce swelling according to Ji Mingyue's instructions.

"Ji... Brother Ji, are you okay?"

Half of Ji Mingyue's face was swollen badly, it looked like he was beaten.

Although Yao Cheng was Ji Mingyue's assistant, he didn't ask many questions about this kind of thing.

After all, the face is the job of an artist, Yao Cheng is still very worried.

"It's okay." Ji Mingyue replied calmly, pointed at the mirror, and rubbed the swelling-reducing ointment on her face.

"How is the situation at Lu Chen's side?"

"It's not ideal..." Because of Ji Mingyue, Yao Cheng and Lu Chen's manager usually have some contact.

"Brother Chen doesn't know who he offended this time."

"However, he is still on the set, so it shouldn't have much influence on him."

Ji Mingyue didn't speak again for the time being, since Gu Chi said he would help with the investigation, the results should come out soon.

After wringing out the ointment, Ji Mingyue put on a mask, and told Yao Cheng to get off the car.

When the plane landed in Haicheng, Ji Mingyue sent a message to Ying Anrong, which was considered safe.

Rongyi parking lot.

Gu Chi just came out from the obstetric examination with Yu Bei.

In the third trimester of pregnancy, the baby has formed a fetal heart, but the body has not yet fully formed.

Gu Chi read Yu Bei's color ultrasound sheet over and over again, but it was not enough.

"Sir, are we going straight home?"

Yu Bei was wrapped tightly, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a polar bear.

"Go eat first."

Gu Chi took two pictures of the color Doppler ultrasound order and sent them to Gu Fangya, and then put them in the locker in the back row.

Gu Chi asked, raising his hand to tidy up Yu Bei's hat that was a little askew to one side.

"Anything is fine."

Yu Bei was very happy, and finally had the opportunity to come out for some air.

Gu Chi said before that without his permission, Yu Bei could not leave Gu Zhai for half a step. Even though it was a month ago, Yu Bei was obedient and did not dare to go out by himself.

Staying in Gu's house every day, although many people take care of him, Yu Bei still feels a little bored.

Today has been blowing northwest wind, very cold.

"How about a side stove?"

Gu Chi thought of the heat, Yu Bei felt cold after pregnancy, and was very afraid of the cold.

Thinking of the taste of the side stove, Yu Bei already swallowed secretly.

The meals that the nutritionist and the nanny arranged for him every day were very bland, and Yu Bei had always had a bad taste in his mouth, but he didn't dare to say it out.

Gu Chi brought Yu Bei to the side stove shop a long time ago, and it was a place Yu Bei was familiar with.

Gu Chi ordered beef and mutton, handmade shrimp paste, and sheep tail oil, all of which are Yu Bei's favorite dishes.

"This is a New Year's gift from our store. I hope you like it. I wish you a pleasant meal." The waiter arranged the dishes one by one, and then handed over a small knitting gadget to Yu Bei.

"Thank you."

The beginning of the new year is the year of the horse in the Chinese zodiac. The hand-woven red pony is very cute. Yu Bei played with it for a while before putting it in the bag.

It's less than a month before Chinese New Year... so fast.

If it wasn't for the little things from the restaurant, Yu Bei wouldn't have felt the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year at all. After all, too many things happened during this time.

In the previous two New Years, Yu Bei failed to watch the New Year with Gu Chi. I don't know what will happen this year...

"It's time to eat, don't be in a daze."

Gu Chi stroked the back of Bei's head twice.

"Yeah!" Yu Bei withdrew his thoughts and was ready to fight.

The side burner is really fragrant, and Yu Bei is very satisfied with the mutton with sauce.

Gu Chi just let Yu Bei eat, he knew that Yu Bei had endured enough.

Coming out of the side stove shop, Yu Bei hugged Gu Chi's arm, walking lazily because he was too stretched.

Gu Ju slowed down his pace, following Yu Bei's pace.

On the way back, Gu Chi drove the car, and Yu Bei sat in the passenger seat and kept quiet all the way.

When we got home, Gu Chi found that he was leaning on the seat and fell asleep. Fortunately, the air conditioner was turned on in the car, so there was no need to worry about him catching a cold.

Gu Chi pinched Yu Bei's limp face, Yu Bei was in a deep sleep and had no intention of waking up.

Gu Chi smiled helplessly, got out of the car and walked around to the passenger to hug him down.

After Yu Bei settled down, Gu Chi took the time to look at the WeChat that had been bombarded by Gu Fangya.

It's all about Yu Bei's situation.

"It's good to be healthy."

As soon as Gu Chi's reply message was sent out, Gu Fangya replied almost instantly.

"By the way, I went shopping yesterday and bought something for Xiao Bei, and I will have someone deliver it to you tomorrow."

Gu Chi naturally didn't refuse, but just asked Gu Fangya to keep a low profile so that no one would find out.