Atypical heroine [Quick Transmigration]

When we arrived at the hotel lobby, the guests arrived one after another.

Ji's mother took Ji Yu's hand, and enthusiastically introduced to others, "This is my daughter-in-law."

"Yes... yes, it's a coincidence that this child's surname is also Ji." After talking to the other party for a long time, Ji's mother took Ji Yu's hand and turned to talk to the next person.

"Our Ji Yaohuan finally has a partner..."

Ji Yu followed behind her, and greeted her uncles with smiles.

"..."

He Ping and Ji Yaohuan grew up together, and the relatives of the two families are basically acquaintances.Ji Yu followed her and met a lot of people.

"Are you tired?" Ji's mother looked at Ji Yu and said with a smile, "The He family has a big business, and our family doesn't have so many people..."

She rambled on about the relatives in her family.

Ji's mother's round face and sonorous voice are completely opposite to Ji Yaohuan's, and her beautiful facial features can vaguely be seen a little similar.Like a child, she took Ji Yu's arm back to her table.

Meet He Ping's mother head-on.

As soon as the two of them met each other, they went up to greet her happily and said they were obedient. After exchanging pleasantries, Ji's mother introduced Ji Yu as usual.

"..."

—

He Ping changed into a small dress that was easy to move, and when she came down to the table to toast, she looked to the side, "Then what's going on?"

Ji Yaohuan "Your mother and my mother are holding my daughter-in-law hostage."

He Ping couldn't help saying "I'm sorry", turned her head frequently, and asked dumbfounded, "What are they trying to do? Are they catching Ji Yu to toast one by one? They are using my venue to announce you by the way." Marriage news?"

Ji Yaohuan "...I don't know."

"Why don't you go and snatch Ji Yu back?" He Ping laughed uncontrollably, "Just sit here and watch? It's not like you."

Ji Yaohuan said sullenly, "That kid's elbow is turned outward."

"Haha! She's much more sensible than you." He Ping clinked wine glasses with her, couldn't help turning her head to look, and asked in a low voice, "Why does it feel like Auntie is showing off Ji Yu everywhere?"

"Do you still remember that you said at the eighteenth birthday party that you would not get married? At that time, your aunt also went to show off to relatives and friends like this."

"she……"

After Ji Yaohuan finished speaking, as if he had been silent for two centuries, he said quickly, "Who knows her."

—

As soon as He Ping left, Ji's mother finally came back with Ji Yu.When she sat back at the table, she wanted Ji Yu to sit beside her, but Ji Yaohuan snatched Ji Yu back with a sullen face.

Ji Yaohuan deliberately took Ji Yu to the next table and sat down.

I heard someone ask Ji's mother, how old is Ji Yu this year.

Ji Yu was wearing a very tender pink gauze dress, her coiled hair revealed her whole slapped face with a little baby fat, fair and juicy, with a young and tender face.She was born young and looked small.

Ji Yaohuan took the drink next to him and poured it into Ji Yu's cup.

I heard my mother behind me, saying solemnly to others, "Yes, the little girl was not yet an adult when I was raised by my side. The little girl is quite pitiful, and I don't know how my bastard fell in love with it..."

"..."

Everyone at that table was silent for a few seconds, and then began to talk about something else as if nothing had happened.

Ji Yaohuan's hand that poured the drink trembled slightly "..."

Ji Yu "..."

Ji Yu picked up the cup, looked up at her while drinking, and said in a low voice, "They must be thinking in their hearts, you all don't have a good thing."

……

Drink three rounds.

Ji Yucai had almost eaten, seeing Ji Yaohuan's cheeks flushed from drinking, put down his chopsticks, put the back of his hand against her face and asked, "Are you sleepy?"

"Fortunately, I'm not drunk."

Ji Yaohuan has only drank red wine so far and is slightly tipsy. He took out his mobile phone and said with a smile, "Is the date set?"

"no."

Ji Yu only knew roughly when the exam would be, and guessed the time of the holiday.

A week later, Ji Yaohuan can also free up the things at hand.Her position has no fixed working hours, she can take a break at any time, or it can be said to be open all year round.

"..."

Ji Yu put his face on Ji Yaohuan's shoulder, watching her choose a hotel and book a plane ticket.Mr. Ji must make up for the last trip to Antarctica that he couldn't get away from because of his busy work.

A text message popped out from the upper information bar.

"Hel!"

Ji Yaohuan crossed it out lightly, and asked Ji Yu which hotel he liked, "This one was found by my assistant. It seems to have good reviews, but I think the price is a bit too low."

"It's a pretty average place, but you don't need to worry about health services or anything like that."

The previous one is a high-end B&B, which is as high-end as possible while retaining the local characteristics. The price is moderate, and it is definitely not a "too low" price.

Ji Yu said silently, "The first one is pretty good."

"Okay," Ji Yaohuan, of course, followed her preference. When placing the order, he crossed out the hel that popped up again, "Shall we go buy cotton clothes the day after tomorrow?"

"it is good……"

Ji Yu couldn't help but asked, "That text message, can you just ignore it like that?"

Ji Yaohuan has already ordered everything, put the phone back in the bag, and smiled "What text are you talking about?"

"..."

Ji Yu nodded, and understood directly and profoundly, "It turns out that this means not caring about others."

"He wants to be cheap," Ji Yaohuan picked up the red wine glass, not looking at the person staring at her from the corner of the corner of the eye, "Fang Yuqi has not retired from the army for a long time, and the best men around her also have military ranks of."

"What a mess, come to think of it, it's considered polite that they didn't give him two kicks, and they put him there for food and drink, and he still has the face to say hel?"

Ji Yu clicked his tongue, and vaguely felt her dislike for He Ping's ex-husband, "Did he offend you?"

And mostly without realizing it.

Ji Yaohuan put down the goblet and sipped a smile, "How could it be? He was divorced and still has such a good relationship with He Ping, why should I hate him?"

“He used to say to me, ‘For someone like you who doesn’t know much about art, just pay the check without saying a word.’”

Ji Yu "..."

Ji Yaohuan "I just mentioned it casually, there is no other meaning. Hmph."

Ji Yu squinted his eyes and couldn't help but laugh. He looked like a primary school student, with a vengeance book clearly written in his heart.

That's so cute.

—

Ji Yaohuan was drunk, and when he was around someone he liked, he was very willing to talk. On the way to the parking lot, he wentssip with Ji Yu, "He is a painter, and any graffiti works can sell for tens of thousands of dollars. He is a self-proclaimed artist. He Ping said that if he doesn't cheat, he can't continue to create."

Ji Yuyang smiled, a painting can sell tens of thousands of dollars, of course he is an artist, how can he call himself a self-proclaimed artist.

But she didn't interrupt her.

"He Ping has always been very forgiving...or considerate of him. But she divorced him the first time he cheated, without ambiguity. Then he took his children abroad and continued to paint, being a good father and boyfriend."

"I thought they would go on like this for the rest of their lives. Now that He Ping is remarried, I don't know if Fang Yuqi is really okay."

"Is it just Fang Yuqi?"

Ji Yu felt that maybe He Ping's ex-husband was still obsessed with it and wanted to repair the relationship.

"No way," Ji Yaohuan looked at her expression and knew what she was thinking, "He has many girlfriends now, why would he still think about remarrying?"

"...A lot of girlfriends??"

"Eight? Or nine, I forgot, but it's actually pretty good. They know each other's existence, and they take turns dating him every week, and it's always fresh. He contributes money and effort, and everyone is happy."

Ji Yu "Do you think this is okay..."

She refuted her own words again and asked directly, "Then do you like it?"

Ji Yaohuan seems to be uttering the truth after drinking, "Who wouldn't like it?"

"..."

The two walked to the parking lot. It was getting late, and the previously full parking spaces became empty, with only a few cars still parked.

Ji Yaohuan's car is always conspicuous.

The driver hasn't come yet.

Ji Yu lowered his face, thought for a few seconds and said, "Then I want to fall in love at school, do you think it's okay?"

"Um."

"...

Ji Yu shifted his eyes, wanting to carefully study her expression.

Ji Yaohuan leaned close to her, her cheeks were flushed with drunkenness, her eyes were like shining stars in the dark night, and she clasped her chin.

"no way."

Ji Yaohuan's forehead was pressed against her forehead, and she could kiss her with a finger's distance. She looked at her deeply, with a smile on her lips, "If you look at others more than once, I will be jealous."

"..."

"My little Jiaojiao, can you just talk to me, only smile at me, and follow me every step of the way."

Hearing this, Ji Yu curled his lips and laughed silently, held the hand that pinched her chin in his palm, and coaxed her, "Okay."

"Agreed?" Ji Yaohuan blinked her long eyelashes, leaned a little closer and pressed her lips against her, contentedly pressing her against the car door, prying her teeth open and kissing her deeply.

Taste the light and light apple juice in her mouth, the unscattered sweetness.

Ji Yaohuan was like a domineering child when he was drunk, holding Ji Yu's hand and grabbing her slender and soft waist, "You will lie to me."

"It doesn't count until tomorrow."

"When I mention it tomorrow, you will be ashamed, maybe you will become angry," Ji Yu glanced at her, and softly helped her recall, "You still want to call me a little bastard. Don't you, godmother?"

"..."

Ji Yaohuan shut his mouth tightly and did not speak.

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