Boss Ji's petite wife

When Ji Hongye saw Wen Shurong walking in the door with his head bowed, he was taken aback for a moment and stood up.

"Brother Ye" Wen Shurong looked up at Ji Hongye and gave a soft cry.

"What's wrong?" Ji Hongye's heart skipped a beat when he heard the other party's voice, feeling that Wen Shurong's mood is not very good now.

Wen Shurong stared into Ji Hongye's eyes for a long time, then took a step forward and put his arms around the other's waist, and buried his face in the other's chest.

Ji Hongye felt that something was wrong with Wen Shurong, so he reached out and patted the opponent's back, and clasped the back of the opponent's head with one hand.

"Do you want to go home?" Ji Hongye asked while smoothing Wen Shurong's hair.

Wen Shurong buried her face deeply into the other person's chest, snorted, but refused to let go of the other person.

"What's the matter?"

This time, Ji Hongye stretched out his hand and pulled Wen Shurong away, looked down at the red eyes of the other party, and asked with a frown.

Wen Shurong looked up into Ji Hongye's eyes. At this moment, he really wanted to ask the other party what was so good about him and why the other party was so kind to him, but a word stuck in his throat, but he didn't ask in the end.

"Brother Ye, I didn't let you follow me in just now, aren't you curious what I did to Bei Yushu?"

Wen Shurong changed the subject and asked suddenly.

Ji Hongye paused, just now he really wanted to accompany Wen Shurong in, but the other party didn't let him in, saying that he didn't want Bei Yushu to look at him more.

"Not curious, do whatever you want."

Ji Hongye reached out and rubbed Wen Shurong's head, and finally took the other's hand and said, "Come back to the old house with me, grandfather wants to see you."

"Ah?" Wen Shurong was stunned for a moment, the originally melancholy mood was interrupted in an instant, and he couldn't react for a while, "You want to see me? Why are you seeing me?"

"I told him about our affairs." Ji Hongye said.

Wen Shurong was taken aback for a moment, their affairs

That's right, they are going to hold a wedding soon, and both families must know about it, so Mr. Ji must be no exception.

"Uh, Brother Ye, what was your tone like when Grandpa was talking to you? Did you get angry or something?"

Wen Shurong hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively.

"No." Ji Hongye pulled Wen Shurong out the door.

"Really? Isn't he angry?"

Wen Shurong was dragged out by Ji Hongye, still asking questions.

Ji Hongye tilted his head and asked in doubt, "Why are you angry?"

Wen Shurong was stunned, and coughed: "Just, I just took you away."

When Ji Hongye heard Wen Shurong's so-called explanation, he paused for a moment, his brows softened, and he said, "I'll know when we meet."

Wen Shurong blinked, always feeling a little strange, but he didn't have time to think about it, because Ji Hongye, who was leading him while walking, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Wen Shurong stopped and looked up at Bei Yushu who was standing in front.

"Mr. Ji." The expression on Bei Yushu's face at this time was the disappointment after the defeat. He looked at Ji Hongye, and his face no longer had the respect he usually had at work, but instead had a kind of gentleness. The expression I don't want to see.

"sorry."

Bei Yushu looked at Ji Hongye at this moment, his red eyes were filled with too much emotion, and he tightly held the hands hanging by his side.

"I'm not the one you're sorry for," Ji Hongye looked up at Bei Yushu, with endless chill in his eyes, and said coldly, "You can do it yourself."

Afterwards, Ji Hongye took Wen Shurong and walked out.

At this moment, Wen Shurong turned his head and said something to Ji Hongye. Ji Hongye turned his head and glanced at Wen Shurong, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the indifference in his eyes turned into endless tenderness.

Bei Yushu looked at the backs of Ji Hongye and Wen Shurong leaving. After a long while, he suddenly laughed at himself, and leaned back against the wall in the corridor. The more he laughed, the more he couldn't restrain himself. Finally, his shoulders trembled until his face was covered with laughter. Tears, and then closed his eyes.

It turned out that Ji Hongye could laugh, and the smile was so gentle. When Mingming spoke to him just now, his eyes were filled with endless indifference and chill.

All his tenderness was given to a person named Wen Shurong, not him, Bei Yushu.

"Don't love someone you shouldn't love in the wrong way."

Suddenly, someone spoke.

Bei Yushu opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the tissue handed in front of him, the fingers were slender and well-defined.

He raised his eyes and saw Ding Danchen standing upright, passing the tissue in his hand forward again, looking at him with no expression on his face.

"Are you pitying me?" Bei Yushu immediately put away the expression on his face, and raised his hand to wipe away his tears.

"You can think so." Ding Danchen slightly bent down and stuffed the tissue in Bei Yushu's hand, then stood up straight again, with a straight and slender figure.

"It's ridiculous, you don't understand anything." Bei Yushu sneered.

"I really don't understand, what's the use of doing such a meaningless thing." Ding Danchen spoke not politely, but it didn't seem like he was teaching people, but he seemed to be speaking rigidly.

"You must have never liked someone who watched him being with others, but you didn't get anything, obviously you love so much." Bei Yushu said this sentence with a slight sideways glance at an unknown place.

"I will leave." Ding Danchen answered suddenly.

Bei Yushu looked away, and looked at Ding Danchen.

Ding Danchen looked into Bei Yushu's eyes and repeated, "If the person I love has a lover, I will choose to leave, and I won't feel reconciled, because he didn't choose me, that's all."

Just like a few years ago, no nostalgia.

"It's easy to say, can you forget it?" Bei Yushu smiled sarcastically, left this sentence, turned and left indifferently.

Ding Danchen froze in place.

Easy to say, can you forget it?

Yes, can you forget it?

The answer is obvious, if he can forget, he will not choose to come back.

In fact, he stood on the standpoint of a bystander, he understood Bei Yushu, and even sympathized with the other party. He couldn't understand the feeling of being in love.

It's just that he won't use such an extreme way to get it, and he still has a chance now, because he has already got the news of Ji Mingming from Wen Shurong, and he still has a chance.

When Wen Shurong followed Ji Hongye to the Ji family's old house, it was almost ten o'clock in the morning.

When Wen Shurong followed Ji Hongye into the door, he was still muttering: "Brother Ye, isn't it inappropriate for us to come here empty-handed like this?"

As a result, this sentence happened to be heard by the housekeeper leading the way, he turned his head and said with a smile: "Master Wen, what you said, you will be a family soon, how could it be inappropriate."

Wen Shurong paused slightly when he heard the butler's words, and blinked.

When Ji Hongye, who was walking beside him, heard Wen Shurong's words, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he nodded to the housekeeper.

Seeing the smile on Ji Hongye's face, the housekeeper felt happy in an instant. He had stayed in Ji's house for more than ten years and was friends with the housekeeper of Ji Hongye's villa, but his thoughts were deeper.

Madam didn't like Young Master Wen very much before, so he naturally couldn't say anything more. Now that the other party is going to marry Ji Hongye, then he naturally has to treat him as Ji's family.

Walking back through the villa in front, Ding Zishu and Ji Rongcheng were not at home because it was ten o'clock in the morning.

After the butler brought Ji Hongye and Wen Shurong to the back villa, he left by himself.

"Brother Ye." Wen Shurong looked at Ji Hongye beside him and called out.

"Come on, grandpa is upstairs."

Ji Hongye turned his head and said something to Wen Shurong, then took the other's hand and walked upstairs.

There was a knock on the door of Mr. Ji's study room, and he sat in front of the window and answered heavily: "Come in."

After that, the door was opened from the outside with a click, and Ji Hongye walked in with Wen Shurong.

"Grandfather, I brought Rong Rong to see you." After entering the door, Ji Hongye looked at the old man sitting on the chair in front of the window and said.

Mr. Ji raised his eyes and glanced at the hands they held.

Wen Shurong saw the look in the eyes of old man Ji, felt uncomfortable, and pulled his hand out, but Ji Hongye suddenly increased the strength of his hand.

The hand that was about to be withdrawn was still held by Ji Hongye, and Wen Shurong looked a little uncomfortable.

"sit down."

Mr. Ji didn't say anything, but just said something lightly.

The expression on Ji Hongye's face was quite natural, and he pulled Wen Shurong to the sofa, and then sat down directly.

"What's going on with Wen's kid? Before we met, he was short on grandpa and grandpa. Why did you become so talkative today?"

Mr. Ji looked in the direction of the two of them, and asked suddenly.

Wen Shurong was suddenly named, his face froze for a moment, and then he quickly reacted and shouted: "Grandpa Ji."

"Hmm~" Mr. Ji responded very well, with a happy face, he waved his hand and said, "I've heard about your affairs."

When Wen Shurong heard it, his heart skipped a beat. Grandpa Ji is too straight to the point, so let's get to the point.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not an antique, I'm half buried in the ground, I haven't seen anything, as long as you two are sincere, I support it."

Mr. Ji said cheerfully, the sunlight outside made him look more amiable.

"Grandpa, you will definitely live a long life!" Wen Shurong slipped his lips, and when he heard that Mr. Ji did not object, he slipped out a sentence in an instant.

"Boy Wen, your temperament is exactly the same as that of old Wen back then, hahahaha"

The old man Ji burst out laughing when he said that, the old news he was talking about was Wen Shurong's own grandfather.

"Hey, I'm telling the truth." Wen Shurong scratched his head, and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"I called you here today because I have two things to tell you." Mr. Ji looked at Wen Shurong with a smile in his eyes.

"Grandpa, you said you said~" Wen Shurong's heart fell to the ground at this time, and he was naturally very happy, and his words were floating.