Paranoid President He's Inappropriate [Transmigration Book]

The butler really wanted to call them to eat, but before he came to the living room, he saw his young master and the suspected young mistress walking from the back of the living room, as if he had expected it a long time ago.The butler who was about to speak froze for a moment, but immediately realized it, and went back the same way and silently opened the chairs beside the dining table for the two of them.

Ji Mianzhu and Jiang Lian sat down facing each other.

The bowls and chopsticks on the table are neatly arranged, the dishes are steaming, and the aroma is blowing.Ji Mianzhu, who had nothing but wine in his stomach, was whetted in an instant, and he put Jiang Lian's vague words behind him in his mind, and picked up the chopsticks.After taking a few mouthfuls to relieve his hunger, Ji Mianzhu glanced at Jiang Lian who was opposite him.

Jiang Lian was sitting upright, picking up the vegetables slowly, and the rice in the bowl was barely touched.Ji Mianzhu looked over carefully, only to find something wrong.Jiang Lian used his left hand, and his injured right hand had been hanging under the table, and he never lifted it up.That silent posture, as if he didn't want people to find him in a weak position, stubbornly doing things that he is not good at.

Ji Mianzhu suddenly felt a little guilty and distressed.

After Jiang Lian noticed Ji Mianzhu's faint gaze, he didn't choose to look over, but continued to pick up vegetables calmly.He lowered his eyes, his lips were unconsciously pursed into a straight line because of his concentration, and his left hand was a little clumsy to pick up the food into his own bowl, and then he ate in silence. With the effort it took for one bite, Ji Mianzhu could eat three bites in a row.Coupled with Jiang Lian's deliberate choice of angle and lowered gaze, he fully utilized the word "I need help" to the extreme.

Sure enough, Ji Mianzhu's sense of guilt reached its peak, which made him take some measures immediately.

"Let me bring you some food."

After finishing speaking, Ji Mianzhu put down his chopsticks, opened a chair beside Jiang Lian and sat down.Fearing that Jiang Lian would dislike him and refuse his kindness, Ji Mianzhu specially brought another pair of chopsticks to pick up vegetables for Jiang Lian.The moment Ji Mianzhu got up, the corners of Jiang Lian's lips curled up for a moment, showing some signs of success, but he was quickly suppressed by him.Jiang Lian nodded and obediently responded.

Ji Mianzhu was very satisfied, and immediately asked Jiang Lian what he wanted to eat, and he picked it up.

It is easy to say, but it is still difficult to do it in practice.After all, in a real sense, Ji Mianzhu is also a president who doesn't touch the spring water with his ten fingers. He has never done such a thing of serving others on weekdays, and he will inevitably be in a hurry during his actions.Moreover, while picking up vegetables for Jiang Lian, Ji Mianzhu was also eating himself, and his mind was a little out of control when this messed up. into his mouth.

Looking blankly at Shang Jianglian's eyes with the tip of his chopsticks in his mouth, Ji Mianzhu suddenly reacted, with a little panic on his face.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to change another pair!"

He got up quickly, but someone grabbed his arm before he was about to take a step.Ji Mianzhu turned his head and met Jiang Lian's usual dark eyes, which couldn't see to the end, but at this moment they showed a unique color, which was quite strange and shocking.Ji Mianzhu shook his head, and when he recovered, he saw Jiang Lian shaking his head at him. "No need to change it, I don't mind it."

Seeing this, Ji Mianzhu sat down again in a daze.

He still used the pair of chopsticks to pick up Jiang Lian's favorite dishes, but when he saw Jiang Lian eating it seriously, Ji Mianzhu felt some strange feelings in his heart. With a little inexplicable shame, Ji Mianzhu kept avoiding Jiang Lian's eyes intentionally or unintentionally while eating, avoiding direct eye contact.

Another soup was brought up from the kitchen. The thick white soup was still steaming, obviously a great tonic.

Seeing this, Ji Mianzhu's eyes lit up, and immediately discarded those inexplicable feelings in his heart, and quickly filled a bowl for Jiang Lian. "It just so happens that you were injured today, so drink some soup to make up for it." He brought the small porcelain bowl over, and gently stirred it with a spoon to dissipate heat. Guessing that the temperature was about the same, Ji Mianzhu scooped up a spoonful and sent it to Jiang Lian lips.

"Come, have a taste."

Jiang Lian lowered his eyes to Shang Ji Mianzhu's eyes, those phoenix eyes that were so beautiful that they looked at him intently at this moment, and his appearance was clearly reflected in the clear pupils, as if he could only see himself.Jiang Lian's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he opened his lips obediently to drink the soup.The slightly hot soup swallowed down his throat and rolled into his stomach, as if the secret emotions in his heart were also boiling hot.

Ji Mianzhu fed him one mouthful at a time, and Jiang Lian also drank it one mouthful at a time, until the meal was over.

When it was over, Ji Mianzhu's hands were a little sore, and while Jiang Lian was leaving, he gently rubbed his wrist and moved around.Although he is a little tired, Ji Mianzhu is still happy in his heart. After all, this kind of opportunity to get closer to the protagonist is rare. Every time he has more favorability, his future life will be more comfortable.

Ji Mianzhu happily calculated Jiang Lian's affection for him at this time, but was interrupted by the housekeeper in the next second.The housekeeper came from not far away with a smile on his face. "Master, the old man is calling."

Ok?

Who is calling?

Ji Mianzhu's original train of thought was suddenly broken, and he was a little confused when he heard the butler's words in his ears.However, when he turned his head around and realized who the "old man" was referring to in the book, his expression changed slightly.Ji Mianzhu responded briefly to the housekeeper, then hurried to the phone to answer the call.

He picked up the microphone and put it to his ear, took a deep breath, and called out the title of the original owner:

"grandfather."

Not surprisingly, the opposite is the original owner's grandfather, the former boss of the Ji family, and now the real ruler of the Ji family, Ji Mingtang. Mr. Ji is the most common name for him in the books.

And this Old Man Ji, Ji Mingtang, is also the character who treats the original owner the best in the original book.However, his ending was not so good. After the original owner was targeted by the protagonist and the Ji family went bankrupt, the Ji family was in turmoil. Old man Ji was stimulated and quickly passed away.

Ji Mianzhu tentatively called out, and immediately there came a kind voice full of air and majesty: "Little Zhu, haven't you been back to the old house for a while? Your room has been cleaned all the time. The bamboo forest on the side of the old house is still lush..." The first half of the sentence is still a normal greeting from the elders, and the chatter is full of warmth, but the content of the second half of the sentence suddenly changes, "I heard that you have found a partner, Why don't you bring it back to show grandpa?"

Ji Mianzhu, who was still secretly wondering why Mr. Ji called suddenly, was taken aback when he heard these straightforward words, and his already confused mind suddenly became muddled.Before he realized who this object was referring to, he had already made a final decision:

"When you go home in two days, stay here with me for a few days, and don't forget to bring my grandson-in-law back. I have prepared everything for my grandson-in-law." After finishing these words Then the phone hung up with a bang, very neat and very personal, as if the purpose of this call was to meet the future granddaughter-in-law.

Ji Mianzhu put down the phone slowly, pondered for a long time, and suddenly realized it later.

This daughter-in-law...doesn't mean Jiang Lian?

His expression suddenly became complicated, and he was faintly terrified.

The closest person around him was Jiang Lian, who lived and went out together, not to mention there were rumors that he had robbed the Jiang family's second young master by force.

But how did these old men who live in seclusion in old houses know about it?After all, since the original owner inherited the Ji family, for the sake of convenience, he directly moved out of the old house and lived alone in this villa. Apart from the butler brought over from there, there were almost no people closely connected with the old house.

Ji Mianzhu frowned and thought about it for a while, remembering that the housekeeper had called him to answer the phone just now, and then he had a flash of inspiration.

The problem probably lies with the housekeeper, Ji Mianzhu pondered.The butler is an old man, and he followed him out of the old house. It is estimated that he was instructed by the old man, and he has a good relationship with the old man.In addition, the housekeeper treated him like his own grandson, and there was no reason to harm him. It was probably because he accidentally slipped his tongue while chatting with Mr. Ji, and the old man only found out about it, so he called to ask questions.

The more Ji Mianzhu thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, and nodded secretly.

Now that the reason is understood, the next step is how to deal with it.

It's impossible for grandson's daughter-in-law, even in this life, even if all the men in the world are gone, Ji Mianzhu will definitely not go with Jiang Lian.Who would dare to take the protagonist Shou as his daughter-in-law?He didn't want to take the villain route and be constantly targeted.Thinking about the scene of being blind and lame, Ji Mianzhu couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body, and his thoughts became more determined.

But the old man had spoken, and the old house had to go back.

Ji Mianzhu was in trouble, which made him frown involuntarily, and walked slowly towards the bedroom.

Until going to bed, Ji Mianzhu couldn't figure out a way to get the best of both worlds. Holding these messy thoughts, Ji Mianzhu's consciousness gradually faded away and fell into a deep sleep.

Maybe the lingering alcohol played a role, Ji Mianzhu slept deeply and soundly, without dreaming at all, so naturally he didn't have these depressing troubles.But at the same time, his perception of the outside world was also weaker, and he was completely unaware that someone had quietly entered his room.

The movements are proficient, as if they have been done many times.

Under the quiet moonlight, a tall figure stood silently beside Ji Mianzhu's bed, his brows were condensed, but he carried some fanaticism that had been hidden in his daily life. The two states contradictoryly appeared on a handsome face, making that Zhang's face became more and more handsome, and there was a silent publicity in the gloom. It was Jiang Lian.

Jiang Lian stared at the person on the bed in the dark, and slowly moved forward step by step.Every step he took seemed to be getting closer to his longing, which made his steps extremely slow and heavy, carrying extremely suppressed emotions.

In front of the bedside, his gaze spread wildly on Ji Mianzhu's body in confusion, but his lips were tightly pressed.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Lian stretched out his hand, his fingertips moved up, and gradually landed on Ji Mianzhu's cheek, the skin under the fingertips was firm and soft, exactly the same as the touch during the day, as gentle as jade, tempting People touch it again and again.Jiang Lian rubbed it twice restrainedly, and rubbed his fingertips against Ji Mianzhu's lips. The longing accumulated in his heart that was about to explode was relieved, and he couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips, and let out a low laugh.

"Ah......"

Low-pitched laughter swayed in the quiet room, like a lover's murmur, or a devil's joyful chant.

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