Before my grandfather died, he forced me to marry the richest man in the imperial capital

After sending Xixi away, all the people went back to their respective homes and looked for their own mothers.

Xu Mingkai drove quietly in front, always lowering his sense of existence, and raised the fender as soon as he got in the car, showing that I was an invisible person.

On the back seat, Xiaoyouzi sat on Ji Hancheng's lap, playing with the Rubik's Cube, twisting it vigorously, and Ji Hancheng quietly watched his son playing with it.

After waiting for a long time, he still didn’t see his son turn the last red cube around. He took the Rubik’s Cube, and slowly turned the last red cube around in front of Xiaoyouzi’s sight. The faces were instantly the same color. .

Little Youzi turned around, showing adoring eyes, and gave Ji Hancheng a thumbs up like Su Xue and Guoguo, "Great."

Seeing her son's cute appearance, Tang Junyao burst out laughing, "Lele praised you, why don't you politely say thank you?"

Ji Hancheng's eyes were deep, and he looked at her beside him firmly. This is what he deserved, and asked: "Shouldn't I be worshipped?"

Tang Junyao was speechless, "How old are you, how old is he, he is still a child, he doesn't understand many things, you need to set an example and tell him to respond politely to others."

Tang Junyao didn't want her son to be as cold as him, and it would be impolite for him to reply ten sentences to others. ?

After a few seconds of silence, looking at his son's expectant eyes, he finally spit out words of thanks, "Thank you for your thumb."

Hearing that Xiaoyouzi smiled cheerfully, not to mention how happy she was, she kept waving her hands, thank you very much, "You're welcome."

Ji Hancheng's face was darkened, he was so polite at such a young age.

Xiaoyouzi acted as if nothing had happened, and happily continued to sit on Ji Hancheng's lap, quietly studying the Rubik's Cube in her hand, without disturbing her parents' conversation.

Suddenly, Tang Junyao thought of Xixi crying very sad in the morning. She was still a little worried and felt sorry for Xixi. She felt that Han Yue had hurt Xixi. She understood the reason why Xixi kept looking at her phone in the end. Obviously Han Yue was there At the airport, but Xixi is still staring at the phone, waiting for the final result, which is the result of giving up.

After thinking again and again, she took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Xixi, "Xixi, send a message to sister when you get home, and be a happy little princess."

From Ji Hancheng's line of sight, he could just see the content of the information, who made someone's eyesight so good, there is no way.

A man's deep voice sounded next to his ear, "Send Xixi a message."

Ask knowingly.

Tang Junyao knew that he had seen it, so she didn't expose it, and asked suspiciously: "I think Han Yue has feelings for Xixi, but I also think he is keeping a distance. Is there any concern about this behavior of neither refusing nor agreeing?" ?”

What is Han Yue worried about, age, family, distance?or something else?

It shouldn't be wrong, with Han Yue's temperament, he shouldn't be bound by these.

I went through all the questions I could think of in my mind, but I still couldn't find an answer that could explain it.

Suddenly, his forehead was lightly flicked, and he came back to his senses. He raised his head and stared at the smiling man beside him, "What are you doing?"

She stretched out her hand to touch the forehead that had been hit, and then glared at him again, inexplicably.

Ji Hancheng slightly curled his lips, "After thinking for so long, I still haven't come up with the answer. Why are so many brain cells dead? Wouldn't it be easier to ask me directly?"

Tang Junyao bumped her elbow against the man who was approaching, and said dissatisfied: "Since you know I'm curious, you can't just say it, you have to wait for me to ask, aren't you able to read words, or are you deliberately trying to kill my brain cells."

This was the first bickering between the two of them for such a long time, not to mention that it was much more refreshing than greasy and crooked, without blushing, heartbeat, and quick-acting heart-rescuing pills.

Ji Hancheng sneered, "In the next second, will you come up with a plan for taming your husband, fight a hundred battles if you can't guess your wife's mind, and another hundred battles if you kill your wife's brain cells."

Tang Junyao turned her head and smiled at the retreating scenery. She smiled for a long time before turning her head, "I really doubt that you watched some messy costume drama, but your suggestion is still good and can be taken into consideration."

Ji Hancheng hurriedly answered, "Yes, but only my wife can do this, huh?"

Tang Junyao: Ganqing has so many preparations, waiting for her here.

She crossed her arms, with a tall posture and a rare arrogance, "I'll see how you behave, and I'll think about it."

In the next second, the man became unserious, "Are you not satisfied with my previous performances, or do you think the time is too short?"

Damn, is this the performance she said, is it this?Is it this one?

Sure enough, there is no way to talk about the serious topic of performance with people whose brains are all rubbish.

At this moment, Yu Gong is needed to move it.

Tang Junyao sent a look that you can understand yourself, let Ji Hancheng interpret it by himself, and then ignore him.

He was very happy, this kind of instant understanding of the topic made Yaoyao feel embarrassed, he was in a good mood, stretched out a hand to play with her neck, and was knocked away by Tang Junyao's shoulder.

He pulled her by the neck and brought her to his side, "Go back and ride with you, climb up, bungee jumping, huh?"

The car arrived at Yixin Garden.

Xu Mingkai took down the suitcase sensibly, and just as he put the suitcase on the ground, he received an unkind look, and Xu Mingkai was completely at a loss.

What do you mean?

A big question mark spinning above his head?

Xu Mingkai seemed to have been acupointed by this unkind gaze, and he remained motionless in this posture, with his body bent and his hands still on the handle of the suitcase.

He raised his head, expecting Ji Shao to give him an order so that he could stand up.

In the last few seconds, the man gave instructions and raised his chin to the trunk. Xu Mingkai understood in seconds, straightened up immediately, hurriedly stuffed the suitcase on the ground back into the trunk, and closed the door calmly.

Xu Mingkai: Don't you just want to abduct the young mistress to your home? If the young mistress finds out about your specially decorated things and doesn't scold you to death, you'll be blamed, black-bellied man.

Seeing that Xu Mingkai was still saved and the suitcase had been put back, his expression softened, as if nothing had happened, he walked to the back seat and opened the door for Tang Junyao, "Let's go, you follow."

Xu Mingkai: What's the matter with you going to the young lady's house and taking me with you.

In fact, it was Ji Hancheng who felt comfortable bringing an extra man. After all, he went in alone, and there were three women inside, so he was quite uncomfortable as a man.

Everything seems abrupt and obvious.

Several people took the elevator to the 25th floor where they hadn't returned for several days, and entered the password to open the door.

As soon as she stepped through the door, she felt strange. The inside was clean and tidy, quiet, and there was no sound at all. It didn't look like someone lived there at all. Tang Junyao was a little flustered. When she called her godmother, she said she was fine here.

His heart raised his throat, for fear that something might happen to his godmother again.

Ji Hancheng saw nervousness, worry, and fear from her face, and walked towards her with Xiaoyouzi in his arms, comforting, "Don't worry, call first, maybe you have gone out."

Then, as a sign of comfort, he pressed his broad palm on her shoulder and squeezed it intentionally or unintentionally.

Tang Junyao took out the mobile phone in her pocket and dialed Aunt Zhang's mobile number. The call was connected within a few seconds, and Aunt Zhang's loud voice came from the mobile phone, "Yaoyao."

Hearing the godmother's safe voice, Tang Junyao felt relieved, and asked, "Godmother, aren't you at home? Did you go shopping?"

Mrs. Zhang over there knew that she had gone home as soon as she heard it, and said embarrassedly: "Oh, Yaoyao, Xiaomei and I are in the Tang residence. Don't blame the godmother. I am old and nostalgic. You and Le Not happy, Xiaomei and I went to grow vegetables in the yard here, loosen the soil, I..."

Tang Junyao understood that the godmother wanted to go back to the courtyard. After all, she had stayed there for most of her life. She cut off Zhang's sister-in-law's words, "It's okay, godmother. If you like the courtyard, we will live there in the future."

People who are used to living in floor-to-ceiling houses are not used to the days in the community where the door is closed and the neighbors are unknown, and they neither say hello nor ask questions.

Unlike a house, you can say hello to acquaintances when you go out to buy vegetables. There are self-built houses on the side, and every household is an acquaintance.

She can understand.

Mrs. Zhang hurriedly refused, "Yaoyao, no need, I just came to live because you are not here, and I will go back when you come back."

The house is not as strict as Yixin Garden, which made Mrs. Zhang think of Tang Xin's troubles last time, "Yaoyao, you don't have to accommodate me, you have your own little life to live, can you call me a godmother?" , is a blessing I have cultivated in half my life."

Tang Junyao's eyes were slightly red, tears were rolling, and she said with a nasal voice, "Okay, godmother, if you like the house, it's over there. I'll take Lele to live there on my rest day."

Mrs. Zhang replied cheerfully, "That's right, Boss Ji is good to you. I can see that he really likes you. You must have your own little life. How can you always take my old woman with you?" Ah, I have lived in this courtyard for most of my life. It suits me quite well. I can grow vegetables and flowers. I am self-sufficient and very comfortable. The girl Xiaomei is also sensible. I asked her to refund the rent and follow me. It’s nice to live here together.”

She sniffed, her eyes were sore, her throat was stiff, "Okay, let's go to the courtyard for dinner tonight, and I'll go to the supermarket to buy some food later, godmother, do you have anything special you want to eat? I'll go buy it."

Mrs. Zhang hurriedly said, "You don't need to buy it. I'll go with Xiaomei. You can come and eat."

Tang Junyao knew that if she persisted, her godmother would still not agree, so she simply agreed, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, turned around and said to Ji Hancheng, "I'm going to the courtyard for dinner tonight, are you going?"

He asked like that, but there was still a sliver of expectation in his heart. People are like this. When they are bound by something, they will unconsciously want more, but they may not be aware of it when they have this idea.

Ji Hancheng felt the expectation from the bottom of her eyes, and smiled, "Go, this is the first time I've been to the Tang's house, I'll buy things, it's a door-to-door gift."

Hearing this, she smiled, "Okay, I don't care about your wallet."

"I lack a wife, but I don't lack money."

Xu Mingkai stood aside as an invisible person. At this moment, he really wanted to run away, but the boss didn't say anything, so he could only continue to stand and eat dog food.

But when he heard this, Xu Mingkai couldn't calm down. He was short of money and wife, who knew?

Still in a daze, the imaginary Xu Mingkai was frightened back to his senses by an order, "Wandering God, let's go together."

Xu Mingkai: Why did you bring me back to your young mistress' natal family? It's not my natal family, and it's not my godmother.

Mental activities are more colorful, but the feet are honest and have already followed closely.