Chasing his wife at the crematorium, aloof CEO Lu licks the dog

"Dad, where's my mom?" Ji Muqing had long been used to ignoring her parents, so she ignored them and went straight to the point.

Seeing his son's eager expression, Ji's father reluctantly asked him, "Why are you running back in such a hurry? I told you that my wife is sleeping. Tell your dad if you have anything to do."

In Ji's father's heart, his wife always comes first, and nothing about anyone is as important as his wife. Not even his son, nothing important is as important as his wife sleeping.

Besides, why do I have to go to my mother for anything? He still doesn't believe it. Is there anything in this world that he can't do? I really can't stand it. He keeps yelling at me every time and always ignores him.

"Oh dad, I can't talk to you about this. I want to go find my mother."

Ji Muqing always felt that his father, a rich and powerful man, how could he understand the thoughts of a little girl? Besides, how can any husband help his son pursue his daughter-in-law? It always sounds weird.

He bypassed Ji's father and prepared to go inside. He cursed in his heart that his father was getting more and more ignorant. He was so anxious and deliberately blocked the front. It was true.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Ji's father grabbed his arm and pretended to be very angry and cursed, "You little bastard, have you grown up? Is there anything you can't tell dad? You can't Did you and your mother team up to do something bad so you didn’t tell me on purpose?”

The less his son told him, the more anxious he became. The more he wanted to know the answer, the more panicked he became. In the panic, he couldn't help but think wildly.

Ji's father was pounding in his heart right now. Could it be that these two women were discussing behind his back to give Ji Muqing a new father?

Ji Muqing was caught by his father. When he saw his father competing, he became interested and deliberately teased him, "This is a secret between me and my mother. How can I tell you? You'd better plant your flowers and plants."

A man is a boy until he dies. No matter how glamorous he lives outside and how supreme his rights are, when he returns home and sees his parents, he is still the same as a child.

Ji Muqing smiled mischievously. Ji's father was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. When he saw his son deliberately hanging him, he took off his shoes without saying a word and prepared to teach the brat a lesson.

Ji Muqing had quick eyes and quick hands. When he saw that he was about to be beaten, he immediately broke free from his restraints and ran inside. Ji's father ran inside with his shoes in one hand, shouting as he ran, "You little bastard even teased your father, let's see if I catch you and beat you to death."

Seeing this scene, the housekeeper shook his head helplessly. He watched Ji Muqing grow up and was enveloped in love since childhood. He knew how to love others and express his thoughts better than other children. I just didn’t expect that someone who is almost thirty years old is still acting like a child.

Ji's mother, who was sleeping upstairs, heard the noise downstairs. She put on her slippers and came down. She saw the father and son running in front and the other chasing after him with a shoe. She held her forehead in shame and said, "You two are doing it again." What's wrong?"

She couldn't remember how many times this scene had happened. She had already guessed that upon hearing her voice, the father and son were about to file a complaint against her and start a lawsuit with her.

After Ji's mother finished speaking, she counted silently in her mind, one, two... As soon as she counted to two, Ji's father ran over to her first, "Wife, wife, please judge, this little brat is really too much. I am His father, what can he tell you but not me? And as soon as he comes back, he yells and disturbs me and disturbs my wife’s dream, which is simply unreasonable!"

Seeing her old man blowing his beard and staring, Ji's mother wanted to laugh very much, but considering the current relationship between father and son, she held it back.

She tried her best to sound righteous, impartial, and fair. She tried hard to control her expression and emotions, and asked Ji Muqing in a calm tone, "Tell me, what's going on?"

After the old man finished speaking, he still had to give his son a chance to speak. Based on her years of experience, if one party felt that they had been treated unfairly, they would definitely be pouting and unhappy for several days.

Ji Muqing hugged Ji's mother's arm and said in a complaining manner, "Mom, dad is getting more and more excessive. You have something serious to do when I go home, but he insists that I want to work with you to do bad things, so you don't tell him. .”

Ji Muqing's ability to confuse right and wrong was simply top-notch. He completely ignored Ji's father and stood beside him, talking nonsense seriously.

"Hey, you little bastard, how dare you frame me." Ji's father heard this, and the boy was so angry that he was so angry that he didn't even say a word that it was detrimental to him. With that said, he picked up his shoes and chased Ji Muqing.

Ji Muqing shouted as he ran, "Mom, if you don't believe me, ask the housekeeper. The housekeeper was here just now. I am definitely not talking nonsense."

The housekeeper, who had been standing aside and trying to be a transparent person, saw that he was inexplicably affected and ran away quickly, "Well, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

After saying that, he ran away without looking back. He helped the old man make the young man unhappy, and asked the young man to look good to him. The best way was to remain silent and not know anything about it.

Seeing this, Ji's mother sighed. It is difficult for an upright official to resolve household affairs. It seems that today's lawsuit is unclear. It seems that we still have to use a trick!

She put her hands on her hips, gritted her teeth and stamped her feet, shouting, "Stop making noise! ​​Stop it all!"

The father and son who were playing around heard the sound and stopped immediately. Ji's father ran to Ji's mother first and patted her back gently, "I'm not angry. My wife is not angry. I won't argue with this little brat."

Ji Muqing pouted, looked at Ji's father triumphantly, then stepped forward and took Ji's mother's arm, "Mom, come here, come and sit over here, I really have something serious to see you for."

Ji's father rolled his eyes reluctantly and said, "What serious business can he have?"

Ji's mother didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She felt that she was happy. Of the two men in the family, the elder was an old naughty boy, and the younger one felt that he would never grow up. The two of them were always following her behind, chattering non-stop.

"Okay, you're a father, so give in to your son." Ji's mother turned sideways and took Ji's father's hand, pulling him to sit on the sofa together.

Ji's father pursed his lips and snorted coldly, but did not resist and sat down next to Ji's mother obediently.

"Tell me, son, what do you want from me?"

Ji's mother is actually a little confused. She has never been involved in the company's affairs. Even if there is something in the company, he always talks to Ji's father to discuss it. What happened that needs to be discussed with her specifically?

Suddenly being stared at directly by the second elder in the family, Ji Muqing was a little nervous. He rubbed his hands and asked with a blush, "Mom, what do you think of Yang Xue'er?"