After divorcing the slag dog, he joined a wealthy family

In the hospital, after An An was hospitalized for six days, he finally recovered. Lin Luo quietly left the hospital while he was sleeping.

An hour later, he drove home.

The villa was very quiet, almost no sound could be heard. He opened the door and walked into the hall without seeing a single figure.

Until the sound of dogs barking came from the pet house, he hurried over, and the room was messed up by buns.

Dog food was sprinkled on the ground, water was everywhere, and the dog cage fell on the ground.

As soon as Baozi saw Lin Luo, he wagged his tail and rushed into Lin Luo's arms.

Lin Luo touched the steamed stuffed bun and glanced around. The amount of dog food poured out seemed to be several days old.

Lin Luo took out her mobile phone and called the confinement wife at home.

The phone was connected quickly, and there was a suspicious voice from inside.

"Mr. Lin, what's the matter?"

Lin Luo asked, "Why is there no one at home?"

"Mr. Lin, don't you know?" Her tone seemed a little surprised.

Lin Luo frowned severely. He had been in the hospital for the past few days. Although he had contacted Ji Shiqian by text message, he had no idea what happened at home.

Yuesao paused, and said: "Mr. Ji went out, and then gave us a week off, and he told us not to contact you, I thought you knew."

Lin Luo narrowed her eyes and was suddenly stunned.

He pursed his white lips tightly, and his chest seemed to be blocked suddenly, making him feel uncomfortable.

"He... did he tell you where he went?"

"……No."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Luo turned to Ji Shiqian's number again, hesitated for a moment, and Lin Luo dialed it.

As soon as the call rang, a cold artificial voice came.

——The number you dialed is busy, please...

He didn't answer the phone, Lin Luo called again, but the same thing happened again.

The mobile phone in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang--".

The huge room felt that something was not put together in place, and it looked empty. Sleeping alone at night, Lin Luo flipped through the text messages on the phone to see if Ji Shiqian had sent him anything.

But to his disappointment, there was nothing.

He thought that Ji Shiqian might be angry because he went to accompany An An and ignored him.

The night wind outside was whistling, and soon there was a heavy rain with lightning and thunder.

Lin Luo was quite afraid of thunder, and the rumbling thunder seemed to lift his skull.

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, came to the pet house and opened the door, took Bao Zi to the guest room to sleep.

One person and one dog were sleeping on the bed, and there was still lightning and thunder outside, but Lin Luo felt relieved a lot. He hugged the warm steamed stuffed bun beside him, and he didn't know what was wrong. He suddenly started crying, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes Wet the pillow.

An inexplicable sense of loneliness hit his heart. He nostalgic for the days when there was An An, Qin Yao, and Ji Shiqian, but now there is nothing, and the only thing left by his side is this dog.

When his father was around, he often taught him to be able to pick up and put it down, but he just couldn't let it go.

In the tea room of the Ji family's ancestral house.

Ji Shiqian played chess with Mr. Ji for a full three hours, losing all games.

Mr. Ji glanced at him and put down the chess pieces, "You've been in a bad mood recently."

At this time, Ji Shiqian's blue eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and there was a cloud of black under his eye sockets, and he was depressed.

Old man Ji knows without thinking, something must have happened, otherwise Ji Shiqian, who has always been prudent, wouldn't be so decadent.

"Did you quarrel with Lin Luo?"

Ji Shiqian didn't reply, he rubbed his temples wearily, and picked up all the white pieces on the table.

"Before you and Lin Luo got married, do you still remember the game of chess that our grandfather and grandson played?"

The hand picking up the chess pieces was startled, and before Ji Shiqian could reply, Mr. Ji smiled.

"I thought you were ready to face the situation, but it seems that you are not, Shi Qian, you are still too young."

Mr. Ji said indifferently, his eyes full of weather-beaten wind and rain were full of indifference.

He has never been optimistic about the relationship between Lin Luo and Ji Shiqian, but he also knows that he can't stop him when he is old, so he might as well follow Ji Shiqian's wishes.

When the conflict broke out, Ji Shiqian understood what to gain and what to give up. After all, no one likes to face a tragic situation.

At this time, the butler went upstairs and asked the grandpa and grandson to go downstairs for dinner. Ji Shiqian helped Mr. Ji get up, and said in a deep voice, "Grandpa, I won't let go."

Mr. Ji nodded and smiled when he heard that, but the smile from the corner of his mouth didn't reach his eyes.

Ji Yi also came to the ancestral house recently, and now he has already sat down at the table. After seeing Ji Shiqian helping Mr. Ji downstairs, he couldn't sit still and hurried over to support Mr. Ji's other hand to show his hospitality.

He can please his grandfather more now, and when he makes a will, he can get more inheritance.

Now he only hopes to get more shares and become the second in command, and he has given up any hope of being the heir.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing, but at the same time he was very unwilling. He looked at Ji Shiqian and his cousin, and couldn't help but feel angry.

Thinking of the news he saw on the Internet recently, he couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Brother, why didn't sister-in-law come with you?"

Seeing that Ji Shiqian ignored him, Ji Yi couldn't help but yawned: "Is it because my sister-in-law has a mental illness, or is it because he went to accompany his ex-husband and has no time to talk to you?"

Ji Yi grinned: "It seems that my sister-in-law couldn't let go of her old relationship, and married you, and brought her ex-husband's son with her."

Ji Shiqian glared at him and turned up his volume: "Shut up! No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

Ji Yi was stunned by his stare, opened his mouth, but was speechless for a while, and said unwillingly after a half-pause: "I'm sure you're not allowed to take advantage of the few days when you're gone, when someone is hugging the child and complaining about the old relationship with her ex-husband." Well, tsk tsk, what a big green hat this is."

Ji Yi's words just hit his sore spot, Ji Shiqian took two sips of wine, his blood churned, he was so angry that he threw the cup in his hand, aimed at Ji Yi's forehead and smashed it.

Ji Yi screamed for pain while hiding, yelling in his mouth: "I started beating people when I said it hurts, you are too unreasonable!"

Ji Shiqian said viciously: "I have something even more unreasonable." He raised his fist and hit him.

The two brothers fought fiercely, and the steward hurriedly called his servants to stop the two ancestors.

After being hit by Ji Shiqian in a circle, Ji Yi's temper also turned up, and while Ji Shiqian was not paying attention, he took a plate and threw it at the back of his head.

Hearing a "bang!", it was already too late by the time the butler called for someone to come. A bright red flower had already bloomed on the back of Ji Shiqian's head and fell unconscious on the ground.

Now things got serious, the Ji family's ancestral house was in a mess, and those who were sent to the hospital were sent to the hospital. Mr. Ji was also so angry that he had an asthma attack, so he asked the housekeeper to lock Ji Yi into a small dark room, and he was not allowed to come out for a week.