Beautiful landlord who loves to talk

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Ji Qingge, who had been silent behind Chen Wanru, spoke.

"Jiji, when you pack up, let's go have a meal. Take your time, we'll wait for you downstairs."

I don't know what they want to do, but there must be something, otherwise I don't need to put in so much effort to put on a show, and at present, she still has a good impression of Ji Qingge, so she nodded, agreed, and shut the two of them outside the door .

Now that she said she was not in a hurry, she began to shave her hair and change her clothes slowly. Because of her headache and dizziness, she even massaged her head for a while to wake herself up.

But at least this kind of discomfort allowed her to temporarily forget her psychological pain.

She touched her heart, and sure enough it was empty.

Not long ago, she felt that her heart was very warm, pretending that one person was full, and there was only enough for one person. It turned out that removing one person really required bone cramping.

But why didn't she feel such life-and-death pain to Ding Xiaoyan back then?

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it.

She picked up the key and prepared to go down to have a meal with this group of people who didn't know what their plans were. She also wanted to see what they were up to.

They came with a driver, so Memorial took a special car to a high-end French restaurant.

On the way, Chen Wanru kept holding her hand in the car and pretending to be intimate. The other party kept pretending that the elder loves the younger, and kept finding topics to talk to her.

At this time, Memorial was a little tired, and she hardly responded, and Chen Wanru's face almost changed a little no matter how hot she was against a cold butt like Memorial.

After all, in her mind, Memorial is just an illegitimate child. She should be grateful for condescending to get close to her like this, but she is so indifferent at this moment, which really makes her unhappy.

But she could only bear with it.

Ji Qingge knew what kind of temper his mother had, so he could only shake his head.

"Remember, if you don't know how to use it, don't force it, don't treat us as outsiders, Qing Ge is your sister, she can teach you." Chen Wanru spoke in a friendly tone, but her eyes couldn't help showing contempt.

Memorial doesn't like French food very much, and Ms. Lin doesn't like it either, so she seldom goes to French restaurants.

But she still understands the basic dining etiquette.

Memorial smiled, but did not respond, and picked up the knife and fork with a standard posture, without any mistakes.

She said lightly: "Actually, I like chopsticks better, but it doesn't matter now." Then she ate gracefully.

She hasn't eaten for a long time, and she is already hungry. She eats very quickly, but her posture is still elegant.

Although Chen Wanru despises Memorial for eating too fast and not enjoying the food, Ji Qingge feels that how could Memorial's mother's scholarly family fail to teach her daughter good manners, her mother really thinks too much.

Besides, is there really any difference in the people Ji Zijin can fancy?

Ji Qingge smiled self-deprecatingly.

After remembering to eat, looking at the two people who had barely touched the food in front of her, she suddenly lost her mood.

Sure enough, once she was full, those negative emotions climbed up and returned to her mind, and her heart began to ache densely again.

Memorial sighed and said, "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Chen Wanru paused while holding the knife and fork, and that friendly smile appeared on her face again, but Memorial said, "Tired, aren't you? With that kind of smile, it's more natural for you to look at me with the eyes I saw when I was seven years old."

Chen Wanru's smile suddenly froze.

Ji Qingge sighed softly, feeling that her mother's disguise was really not good at all, so it's no wonder that Memorial would say so.

"I'm sorry to commemorate, my mother is such a person, I hope you don't hate us for it." Ji Qingge first spoke to Chen Wanru, she was really afraid that her mother would say something hurtful again.

Memorial shook his head, looked into their eyes without emotion, and said, "No, you are not worth it."

This is the truth, she doesn't even hate Ding Xiaoyan anymore, so why would she bother to hate these people who haven't had much contact with her.

But Ji Qingge thinks that Memorial is angry.

This is also normal. Anyone who grew up with a single mother, whose father has never appeared, and who is treated so tauntingly by his current father's wife, is normal to be angry.

"I'm really sorry. My mother always talks like this, but she doesn't have too much malice. If you are still angry, I will try my best to satisfy you with what you say."

Ji Jiu knew that the other party had misunderstood what he meant, so he was a little helpless, and said, "No... just say what you want to do."

Ji Qingge hesitated for a while, and Chen Wanru pinched her, signaling her to speak.

Ji Qingge gritted his teeth and said, "In this case, let's talk straight. My brother is still in the hospital. He has been diagnosed with leukemia and needs a bone marrow transplant, but we have tried everything, and the matching is not right, so... "

Memorial took it automatically: "So you found me?"

Ji Qingge remained silent, which represented acquiescence.

Ji Ji was puzzled: "Then how do you know that my match will be successful?"

Ji Qingge said hesitantly: "So... we want you to go to the hospital for an examination... I know this request is too much, but we really have no choice!"

Memorial nodded, suddenly realized, and said, "Then, is my father in the hospital?"

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