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The villa has a special place for entertaining visitors. Jiang Mingcheng asked Butler Mo to bring Cheng Rongcai there, but he didn't go to see Cheng Rongcai immediately, but took Chenxi to rest.

"It's going to be okay," Chen Xi was worried.

Jiang Mingcheng smiled and helped him cover the quilt, "Don't worry, I can take care of this matter, you have a good rest." He touched the black and blue under Chen Xi's eyelids distressedly, Jiang Mingcheng kissed it tenderly, Chen Xi's eyelashes flickered Moved, the pricking made the lips itchy.

Probably Chen Xi has recently had a severe partial eclipse, some lack of calcium, and her calves always cramp at night, resulting in a recent decline in sleep quality.Now catch up on sleep, wake up just in time for lunch.

***

Cheng Rong was only in his fifties, but he looked only in his early forties. He didn't have the deformed and bloated figure of ordinary middle-aged men, but he was straight and clean, and his elegant appearance made him look elegant.Even though there are wrinkles now, it is not difficult to see the appearance of this person when he was young.Of course, this is also the biggest reason why Cheng Jiayin's mother, Zhang Wenli, rebelled against her father and had to marry him.

Cheng Rongcai is a little clever, very good at speculating, but not a great talent. His father-in-law has been in the officialdom for many years, and he can see through his essence at a glance, so he is very dissatisfied with this son-in-law.But the daughter is not married to the king, and the father-in-law has nothing to do.

The older Cheng Rongcai gets, the more he feels that he has been living under the shadow of his father-in-law, so useless!

As a result, the small movements in private have continued.In recent years, the company has been unable to continue, and even under the banner of the old man, he has made friends with many dignitaries and made profits from them.

***

Cheng Rongcai waited patiently in the reception room, and when he saw Jiang Mingcheng appearing, he immediately stood up and put on a smiling face: "Hello Mr. Jiang, last time I said goodbye to Xiulin Xiaoyuan, I haven't seen you for a few years, I came to visit today, please excuse me! "

"Boss Cheng really has a heart, and he must achieve something in a few years, right?" Jiang Mingcheng said nonchalantly, and Cheng Rongcai's face froze because of the deep meaning in his words.However, Cheng Rongcai was not a fledgling after all, he recovered quickly, and said with a coy smile: "Boss Jiang was joking, you have achieved success in your youth, how can I compare?"

Jiang Mingcheng sat down, the servant brought tea and then quietly retreated. Jiang Mingcheng casually poured a glass of water and handed it to Cheng Rongcai: "Boss Cheng is being modest. If you don't succeed, how can I have a stepmother soon?"

Cheng Rongcai shook his hand, the tea overflowed, he swallowed dryly and said, "Boss Jiang...you really like to joke."

"I've never been a humorous person, but Boss Cheng likes to joke a lot, and your daughter likes to joke even more." Jiang Mingcheng knocked the tea cup on the table heavily, "It's just that I don't appreciate this kind of joke."

Cheng Rongcai's face turned pale. A few years ago, Jiangtian Group had just returned to China for development. At the annual forum held at the dinner, he saw Jiang Mingcheng's young talent, so he was fascinated by the ghost and wanted to send his daughter to him as a pile. The "son-in-law"'s fortune developed the company under his name, but he didn't expect that the plan failed and angered Jiang Mingcheng.

In the next few months, several of his companies were hostilely acquired one after another, and finally had to change owners. Some scandals about his daughter were also exposed by anonymous people, so he had to send his daughter abroad to avoid the limelight.

The matter between Jiayin and Jiang Junyong this time made him see hope. He held a handle in his hand. Even if he couldn't turn over, he could still make Jiang Mingcheng bleed a little. Thinking of this, Cheng Rong settled down and scooped out what he had thought before. Pretending to pretend, he said: "I've also heard about Jiayin. This is a mess. She fell in love with you at first sight back then, and she has never forgotten it for so many years. Your father is somewhat similar to you. She got drunk and admitted the wrong person, oh ...Now that Jiayin is locked up at home by me, he doesn’t think about food and drink, and is getting thinner day by day, and his grandpa is worried about this matter!” I deliberately brought up Mr. Zhang, which is naturally to put pressure on the old man.

Jiang Mingcheng sneered and said, "It seems that this time it's really my fault. Since that's the case, it's better for Boss Cheng to invite Mr. Zhang over, and let's discuss a solution together so that we can give Ling Qianjin an explanation."

"This...don't be so troublesome, I'm here this time to find a solution," Cheng Rong was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead, and he quickly wiped it off.The matter of Jiayin is completely hidden from his father-in-law, because the father-in-law loves feathers, if he knows about this, he will control his granddaughter first, apologize to the Jiang family, and finally blame him.

Jiang Mingcheng had checked Cheng Rongcai thoroughly a few years ago, so he naturally knew that he was strong at the moment and didn't dare to inform his father-in-law, so he deliberately said: "Boss Cheng, don't be troublesome, this is a very important matter for you. If you don’t handle it properly, it’s easy for our two families to form hatred, so it’s better to be cautious and formal. With Mr. Zhang, a discerning person watching, everyone can rest assured, you might as well think about it as the boss.”

This time, Cheng Rong was doomed to return without success.

Standing beside his son, Jiang Junyong saw Cheng Rong before leaving, sneered and said: "His daughter is famous abroad, how can she be as infatuated as he said? What an old fox. Does your father-in-law know that he is so reckless? "

Jiang Mingcheng turned around slowly and said, "Father, I don't want this kind of thing to happen again, otherwise, I won't promise not to tell grandpa."

Jiang Junyong's heart tightened, and he looked at his son flatteringly: "I promise not, I have already promised your mother."

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bsp; Jiang Mingcheng said expressionlessly, "You'd better do it." Then he left first.

Jiang Junyong smiled wryly, as a father, he was taught a lesson by his son, the more he lived, the more regressed he was.

***

No matter what Cheng Rongcai does in the future, he won't do anything in the short term, unless he really wants to make trouble with his father-in-law.During this period, the houses in the university city were already livable.

The house is not overly decorated. On the basis of the original classics, modern elements are added, which looks both traditional and unconventional.

The villa has been too busy recently. His parents, Jiang Mingxian's mother and son, plus the grandfather who visits his great-grandson from time to time, are too crowded. Jiang Mingcheng, who values ​​his private domain, is very irritable. He can't wait to move into his new home and share the world of two with Chenxi.

Jiang Mingcheng didn't expect that the day when he officially moved into his new house would be extremely lively.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Mingcheng asked Kangtai naively as he blocked the door, and Douzi greeted him wagging his tail.

Kangtai said innocently: "I'm here to give Chen Xidao a housewarming. Look, I even bought a gift. Hello, Douzi!" Kangtai raised his hand, revealing a pot of brilliantly blooming purple-red Phalaenopsis in his hand.It's also fortunate that he came all this way and brought a pot of flowers with him.

Chen Xi watched Jiang Mingcheng go to open the door and didn't see any guests coming in for so long, so he walked to the door and saw Kangtai standing outside the courtyard gate, and waved happily: "Kangtai is here? Why don't you come in?"

Kangtai smiled and said, "I'll come in right away, your yard is really nice!" He stared at the "door god" provocatively.

Jiang Mingcheng endured it, so he could only let people in sideways, and secretly decided not to open the door no matter who came.

"If I knew your house had such a big yard, I would have bought a few more pots of flowers for you," Kangtai put the Phalaenopsis at the door, and talked to Chen Xi while changing his slippers.

Chen Xi also smiled and said, "If I knew you were going to buy flowers, I would have asked you to bring me some canna flower seedlings."

"Canna? Do you like that?" Canna, this kind of flower that is common in urbanized belts, is neither expensive nor smells good. Kangtai seldom hears that people like canna, and thinks it is quite fresh.

"Yes, I planted it when I was in Qingshan Village, and I like it very much," Chen Xi replied casually.

Kangtai recalled Chenxi's home in Qingshan Village, and asked doubtfully, "Why didn't I see you?"

At this time, a gentle and elegant voice came from behind: "It was still winter when we went, and cannas are in full bloom in summer, how would you see them?"

"Huh? Yiyao, you're here too," Chen Xi said pleasantly.Chen Xi was very happy to see Lu Yiyao and the others again after a few months' absence.

Qin Wenjing followed Lu Yiyao, ignoring Jiang Mingcheng's cold face, and swaggered into the courtyard, "We were not in China a while ago, we just returned to the gold market, and at dawn, Yiyao also brought you a pot of flowers." There is a flowerpot, and the milky white flowers in the flowerpot hang like a string of bells. When walking, there is a dark fragrance, which is quiet and refreshing.

"This is a lily-of-the-valley I planted myself. Its flower language is happiness. It is said that those who receive the lily-of-the-valley will be happy. Chenxi will definitely be very happy," Lu Yiyao said with a smile.

Chen Xi said happily: "Thank you, I like it very much. By the way, what is the flower language of canna?" After planting it for so long, he still doesn't know it.

Kangtai also looked at Lu Yiyao curiously.

Lu Yiyao always liked to play with flowers and plants. Qin Wenjing even set up a flower room in a private club for him. He naturally knows a lot about flowers and plants. At this time, he opened up the chatter box and said: "Cannas look rough and leafy. It blooms enthusiastically like burning, and is very eye-catching. Its flower language is a solid future. I always believe that people who love cannas must be optimistic and cheerful, and have a positive and enterprising attitude towards life."

Kang Taixi said: "Isn't this just talking about Chenxi? An optimistic and positive attitude towards life, haha, it turns out that planting flowers can also reveal a person's character."

Qin Wenjing said coolly: "Yeah, like my family Yiyao sending lily of the valley, it proves that he is very delicate and elegant, like you sending Phalaenopsis orchids, it can only show that you are a butterfly-like person."

"Hey, what do you mean?" Kangtai frowned, that bastard Qin Wenjing never forgot to tease him with words when flattering his wife.

Several people walked into the room talking and laughing, and Chen Xi brought them into the living room.

The entire wall corresponding to the yard in the living room was knocked out and replaced with bright floor-to-ceiling windows, which have a good lighting effect.There are several beige fabric sofas in the room, which look warm and comfortable.

Kangtai grabbed a round pillow and collapsed on the sofa, not wanting to move.

Qin Wenjing kicked Kangtai, motioned him to sit beside him, and sat down politely, "Yiyao, sit here."

"Where's Yangyang?" Lu Yiyao asked after sitting down.

"Yangyang went to school to sign up today. Grandpa wouldn't let Mingcheng and me follow, so he went to deliver it himself," Chen Xi said with a smile. He wanted to scoop up some drinks for the guests in the morning, and Jiang Mingcheng naturally couldn't bear him to run around, so he had to go by himself scoop.

"The little guy really likes your old man," Kangtai almost flattered, took the box of... milk thrown by Jiang Mingcheng?

"I just moved here, I haven't had time to go shopping yet, this is the only one at home," Chen Xi apologized.

Kangtai waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I love milk the most."

Jiang Mingcheng sat next to Chenxi and asked Qin Wenjing, "How is that Chenfeng kid doing his internship?"

"That kid is very capable, and I sent him to develop clients." Qin Wenjing shamelessly told Chenfeng's brother how he exploited Chenfeng's cheap labor.

Kangtai curled his lips and said: "It's really a business without profiteers. You even asked an intern to help you develop customers. What does your company's business department do?"

"Make the best use of everything, do you understand? Well, I know you definitely don't understand," Qin Wenjing looked at Kangtai contemptuously from the corner of his eyes.

When the two were about to quarrel again, Lu Yiyao, who was acting as a firefighter, changed the subject: "Chenxi, can I touch your belly?" As soon as the words came out, the two people who were bickering all stared at Chenxi's stomach superior.

Chen Xi put Lu Yiyao's hand on her stomach with a little embarrassment, and said with a smile: "It will take another month to show her bosom slowly, and it is still flat now."

Kangtai asked in surprise, "Will it move when it's bulging?" Although Chen Xi went to Renxin Hospital for an obstetric examination, her belly didn't get bigger, and she always felt unreal.

"It takes about five months for the fetus to move, it's still early," Chen Xi said.

Lu Yiyao looked at Chen Xi's belly in awe and said, "Baby, grow up quickly."

Seeing Qin Wenjing's eager expression, Jiang Mingcheng lost no time in quickly pulling Chen Xi back into his arms.

Qin Wenjing sarcastically said: "In the future, put a label on Chen Xi's stomach and write: Don't touch it."

Jiang Mingcheng didn't care about this level of irony, since Chen Xi was his private property anyway.

***

At noon, Mr. Jiang finally returned with his great-grandson and great-grandson.

In fact, it was less than ten o'clock after the registration, but in order to cultivate a relationship with the child, the old man asked the driver to drive to the toy city.The old man is no less than anyone else in doting on children.Of course, he is also very good at educating children.

Take Song Xiaopang as an example. Song Zhiyu has stayed with the old man for a long time recently, and his previous domineering and domineering has subsided a lot. When he gets along with Yang Yang, although he can't be as respectful as a brother and friend, he still hasn't glared at each other in the beginning.

Mr. Jiang is strict and compassionate. He corrects the child in time when he makes a mistake, and rewards him for his good performance. In the past two days, he has smiled more on Song Zhiyu's face.

The two children were the first to get out of the car, each holding a toy spree in their hands.Song Zhiyu was not so happy with Yang Yang's satisfied face.

When the old man buys toys, he naturally doesn't give away those toy guns. He buys educational toys, such as assembling toys, board toys, and building blocks.Song Zhiyu didn't have any of the new game cards he liked.

Although Qin Wenjing knew that this was Jiang Mingcheng's nephew, but this was the first time he saw Song Zhiyu, he teased him casually: "Little fat man, call me uncle."

In fact, Song Zhiyu, who has a restrained temper, is not considered a good-tempered child, he just ignored Qin Wenjing with a stinky face.

Chen Xi scooped up a towel and carefully wiped the sweat off the two children's heads.Douzi didn't see his little master all morning, and he walked around Yangyang excitedly, licking his hands and legs for a while.

Kangtai looked at this warm picture of a child and a dog with jealousy, and sighed, "I want to raise one too." Lu Yiyao nodded accordingly, and he was also tempted.

"Yo, you kid want to raise a son? Do you have a partner? I have an old man. His granddaughter has just returned from studying abroad. Would you like to introduce him to you?" Mr. Jiang recently had a great-grandson, and he became interested in the marriages of juniors.

"Grandpa, I haven't recovered from the blow of a broken relationship, and I don't want to break my heart again," Kangtai said disappointedly.

Mr. Jiang laughed loudly: "Young man, how can you be so fragile? I think you will get used to it after falling in love a few times."

Kangtai's face was a little pale. Is the old man cursing him to continue falling out of love?

Jiang Mingcheng looked at his grandpa and grandson who were studying relationship issues, then at Qin Wenjing and his wife who were discussing raising children and dogs, and finally fell on Chen Xi who was discussing toys with the children, and couldn't help saying, "Okay." What about his two-person world?