Marry the ex-boyfriend's father [Transmigration Book]

Seeing the young man turn off his phone and wrinkle his small face into a bitter gourd look, Zhao Zhuo who guessed what was going on looked at his nose, nose, nose, and heart, and didn't reveal at all that he was tipping the news.

Although this is a bit of a disservice to the young man's trust, but what he has to do is to try his best to ensure that the other party is happy and not hurt.

"What you just said is true?" After closing the elevator, Zhao Zhuo cleared his throat and changed the subject, "Is it true that Zhong Yao won't be popular again?"

The old saying always says that good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil, but in Zhao Zhuo's view, this is just a motto to persuade people to be good. There are too many gray areas in life, how can we distinguish between black and white?

Ji Lanchuan, who sees through and doesn't tell the truth, doesn't care about the other party's small report at all, raised his eyebrows lightly: "You don't believe it?"

"No," Zhao Zhuo vaguely sensed that the young man was not as well-behaved as he appeared on the surface, "it's just that there are so many miscarriages every year..."

If everyone would be haunted by a child who died young, wouldn't the world be in chaos long ago?

"It's not easy to be a ghost." Hearing what Zhao Zhuo wanted to ask, Ji Lanchuan stared at the numbers jumping down in the elevator. At least four months old."

As for why Zhong Yao waited so late to make a decision, and what methods he used to hide from the camera and Yu Li, these miscellaneous trivial matters, probably only the person involved knows.

"Ding."

When the elevator opened, Ji Lanchuan remembered that the ghost baby had also done similar anticipatory actions, and sighed softly: "And... the malice from blood relatives is simply the best nourishment for resentment."

"I heard that she broke up with her boyfriend outside the circle not long ago," Zhao Zhuo lowered his voice as there was no one around, "Zhong Yao suffered a lot before she became popular, and I only agreed to cooperate with her because of her steady progress."

Perhaps it is precisely because of the hard-won success now that Zhong Yao has such great hostility towards this child who came suddenly and has no father.

"In short, let broker Yu change someone."

There is no love or hate for no reason in this world, and I know that the reason why Zhong Yao hates this child so much is not as simple as it seems on the surface, but compared to the so-called truth, Ji Lanchuan still cares more about Uncle Zheng's text messages.

The appointment to the study was so formal, could it be that Qin Zheng wanted to discuss business with him?

After going through multiple authentications and leaving the community again, Ji Lanchuan rejected Zhao Zhuo's offer to send him home, and slapped off the talisman left on his shoulder by the way: "Driving in heavy rain is dangerous, remember to go home immediately."

rainstorm?go home?

Looking at the dazzling sun above his head in bewilderment, Zhao Zhuoduan was puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, but adhering to his trust in the young man's character and strength, he drove home as fast as he could.

Sure enough, the next second Zhao Zhuo entered the parking lot of the community, big raindrops poured down outside, the wind danced wildly, accompanied by rumbling thunder, this scene really looked like a precursor to a rainstorm.

However, the Lishui community is far away from the Strawberry Live Headquarters. If he hadn't listened to the young man and went home, he would have been stuck on the road by now.

Thinking of the young man's understatement when he told him, Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but sigh——

It's amazing, where did the third master dig out such a big treasure?

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Knowing that he could not rush back to the old house before it rained, Ji Lanchuan signaled the driver to stop, and found a nearby shopping mall with good reviews to kill time. The heavy rain lasted for a long time, and it was not until it was dark that he returned home with big bags and small bags .

It was still early, and the servants in Qin's residence hadn't finished get off work yet, Zhang Ma was making dinner in the kitchen, and she let go of the sigh she held in her heart when she saw the young man came back clean and groomed.

"I heard that there were several car accidents today, but I was shocked." After taking the things in the other party's hand, Zhang's mother babbled worriedly, "Why are you wearing so little clothes? Is it cold? Do you want some ginger soup?" ?”

The aroma of the food came from the kitchen lively, Ji Lanchuan rubbed his nose, and smiled childishly: "Mother Zhang still loves me."

"It's not my fault." Waving her hand, Mama Zhang scooped out a few dates from the casserole that had been simmering over a low fire. "Master said you like sweets, so he specifically asked me to improve the taste."

Qin Zheng.

Holding the fragrant and sweet ginger and jujube soup, Ji Lanchuan was rarely able to speak. Seeing the young man standing there in a daze, Zhang Ma hurriedly handed him a handkerchief: "Put it on, be careful not to burn it."

"Where is the third master?" Without using a spoon, Ji Lanchuan slowly took a sip of ginger soup from the side of the bowl, probably because it was too hot, and he actually felt his eyes a little sour.

"Upstairs." Knowing Qin Zheng's emphasis on young people, Zhang's mother did not shy away from speaking, "It is rare for the master to oversleep today, so Steward Zheng advised him to take a day off."

So did the other party wait for him at home alone all day?

Inexplicably, the four characters "empty-nest old man" popped up in his heart, Ji Lanchuan blew quickly, and drank the soup in two gulps: "Then I'll go upstairs to see him."

Without stopping the other party's "rudeness", everyone in the house could see that Qin Zheng cherished the youth. Looking at the other party's back, which was much more lively than before, Zhang Ma happily hummed a little tune while chopping vegetables.

——Although commenting on the private affairs of the master's family is a bit presumptuous and inauthentic, but such a simple child as Xiao Ji, it is indeed better to stay away from the young master.

Running upstairs in three steps at a time, Ji Lanchuan, who was standing at the door of the study, suddenly felt a little timid, but Goddess of Luck seldom stood by his side. Before Ji Lanchuan could figure out what to do, the door of the study was blocked. It opens with a click from the inside.

"Mr. Ji?" A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and the old housekeeper who was carrying the tray leaned over slightly, "Are you here to look for the young master? He's inside right now."

Do you believe me when I said I was just passing by?

At this point, Ji Lanchuan, who was caught on the spot, had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk into the study. Uncle Zheng, who turned around and left, thoughtfully closed the door behind him. For a while, only the young man and Qin Zheng were left in the room.

Slightly leaning against the back of the chair, the man still held an unfinished document in his hand. He rarely wore a set of relatively homely casual clothes. The comfortable cotton fabric made the other party look much softer.

It's really hard for people to raise their guard against such a Qin Zheng, Ji Lanchuan heaved a sigh of relief, and walked lightly to the man's side: "Third Master."

I wasn't really guilty at all, but after listening to Zhang Ma's nagging, Ji Lanchuan felt like a ruthless scumbag as long as he thought of the other party's ignorant appearance sleeping on the sofa this morning.

"Just had ginger soup?" Seeing the young man's fluttering eyes, Qin Zheng put down the document and started with a topic that the other party hadn't expected at all.

The prepared words were all useless, the young man opened his mouth helplessly: "Jiang... how do you know?"

Raising his arm slightly, the man lightly rubbed the corner of the other's lips with his fingertips: "Is there something urgent? He ran up without wiping his mouth."

His cheeks flushed red, and Ji Lanchuan realized that he would always lose face in front of Qin Zheng, and lowered his head embarrassingly, the black-haired young man's voice was as thin as a mosquito: "No, it's nothing, I just heard Uncle Zheng say that you want to find me during the day. "

The current situation is already embarrassing enough, he will never make jokes about the "empty nest old man" again, obviously work is the true love of Mr. Qin, how could he think that the other party would be lonely without his company?

"It's nothing serious," Qin Zheng withdrew his right hand in satisfaction, and pointed to the armchair not far away, "Come and sit."

Sitting neatly opposite the man, Ji Lanchuan couldn't figure out what the other party wanted to do. Just as he was about to take the initiative to explain today's experience, he heard Qin Zheng sigh softly.

"Am I really that scary?"

"No," subconsciously denied, Ji Lanchuan shook his head, "I just..."

I'm just a little nervous.

After all, in the memory of Ji Lanchuan's first half of his life, no one would wait for him at home like this, including the master who brought the young man back to the lonely mountain, and implemented a thorough free-range policy.

"I don't want to reprimand you, nor do I want to restrict your actions." Without forcing the young man to finish speaking, Qin Zheng pushed the untouched hot tea to the other party, "I'm just a little worried, can you understand? ?”

The spring breeze melts the rain and moistens things silently. I thought that I would have to spend time and energy fighting wits and courage with the man. Who would have thought that the other party would say such words in a peaceful manner. Although Qin Zheng's tone is still not gentle, compared to Qin Sanye Compared with his usual strength and moodiness, this little bit of peace is already a huge concession.

Taking retreat as an advance, the man continued slowly: "Although you and Qin Ziheng are no longer in that kind of relationship, everyone in the house likes you very much. Since you want to live here, shouldn't you also listen to the Qin family's rules? ?”

Gentle knife, knife deadly, Ji Lanchuan, who can't bear the temptation the most, was completely fooled into it by someone, and clearly said that he would only live until his body recovered, but when Qin Zheng said it, the concept was secretly changed into a vague term "Stay".

Unexpectedly, Qin Zheng had no malice towards the young man, and Ji Lanchuan, who couldn't sense the danger from the other party, didn't notice the trap in front of him at all.

Unexpectedly, Qin Sanye, who was free from insomnia, was such a reasonable person.

A similar thought flashed through his mind, knowing that every place has its own rules, Ji Lanchuan poked the teacup very understandingly: "I will listen, you say."

"Dictation is hard to remember, I will ask Uncle Zheng to write a key point for you tomorrow." The impromptu family rules have not yet been perfected, Qin Zheng changed the subject without changing his face, "There is still some time before dinner, why don't we talk about your today The experience of 'Fighting the Evil Ghost'?"

A narrow-minded man doesn't forget to run on himself at this time.

Secretly making a face, Ji Lanchuan vividly described the world he could see, while Qin Zheng, who got away with it, secretly hid the books under the folder——

"Don't yell, don't yell, accompany your children through the rebellious period quietly".