Ji Tingyan is very surprised. Unexpectedly, he is also a twin. It's like a coincidence.
Wait a minute, what is she thinking about? What does it have to do with her?
She just wants to block big brother's mouth and let him persuade her less in the future. She doesn't really want to associate with Mr. tie.
"Grandma Zhang, the two brothers are so similar. Looking at them like this, I can't tell who is who." Ji Tingyan said with a smile.
"My brother has a birthmark on his left neck. It's the Fu Ting you were introduced to yesterday. My brother's name is Fu Xun." Grandma Zhang said, while full of expectation, secretly looking at Ji Tingyan. To be honest, the more she looked, the more satisfied she was. Her grandson was blind and couldn't see the good of this girl.
"Oh, grandma is so lucky. Both of her grandsons should be filial." Ji Tingyan gave a dry smile, because she found that the old lady looked at her strangely. Her heart thumped. She had to withdraw. Otherwise, would the old lady think that she was active in coming here today? "This is the truth.
"This is the truth. Both children are filial. They come to see me when they have time. Now, I live alone. My husband just passed away the year before last. My son also sacrificed his life in his post. My daughter-in-law is doing business in the country with my grandson." When the old lady said this, her eyes were filled with tears. She was very sad.
Ji Tingyan quickly took a tissue from the table and handed it to her: "I'm sorry, grandma Zhang, did I remind you of something sad?"
"It's OK. I rarely mention these words to others. I don't say a word in front of the children." The old lady quickly stabilized her mood.
Ji Tingyan took the tea and took a sip. Then she said politely, "grandma Zhang, it's late. I'll go back first. I'll talk again when I'm free."
"Miss Ji, wait a minute." The old lady suddenly called her anxiously. Then she turned around and took something from a cabinet and forced it into her hand: "this is my grandson's contact information. If you have time, you can talk to him and make friends."
"Ah Grandma Zhang, I don't That's not what I mean." Ji Tingyan's brain was buzzing. She was embarrassed to the extreme and her pretty face was red. "I know, I know.
"I know. It's a good thing for young people to be educated. My grandson is really outstanding. You can see if you are fated to be together. Miss Ji, I know I'm forcing you, but please understand me. I'm old, and I want to see my children start a family." Grandma Zhang's tears fell again.
"Grandma, grandma, don't cry. I. I'll contact him.. I'm single now. and I want to find a boyfriend I like. I'll go first... I'll see you later.. . "Looking at the old lady with gray hair crying into tears, Ji Tingyan was ashamed and remorseful. She could only turn around and run away incoherently.
As soon as she left, the old lady reached out and wiped her tears: "it seems that the old ginger is still spicy. Brat, grandma can only help you here."
At the moment, in the airport, the man was carrying a handbag and was about to step into the cabin. Suddenly, he felt that his back was tight. An indescribable feeling disturbed his mood.
"Boss, are you okay?" A young man next to him asked him with concern.
Fu Ting shook his head: "I'm fine. Now show me the surveillance of my grandma's villa."
"OK!" As the young man said, he took out his notebook and operated it. Then he pulled out the surveillance pictures for him to see.
"This woman..." Fu Ting's brow twisted, showing a little displeasure.
"Is this woman a bad person?" The young man next to him asked in surprise.
"No, it's a female neighbor of my grandmother." Fu Ting said in a low voice.
"She won't take a fancy to the boss. She's going to ask the old lady to set up a bridge." The assistant next to him kept laughing.
A stern look, let him shut up in an instant. Fu Ting narrowed his cold eyes and stared at the woman's fleeing figure. His thin lips drew a sneer.
Don't think that if you move the old lady, you can get into his heart. She is not the first woman who has such an idea, nor will she be the last.
"Take off!" Fu Ting throws his notebook away and closes his eyes.
Under the escort of several black sedans, the RV drove forward under the cover of the night.
The night scene around is very quiet, the mountains are towering, and the stars are shining in the sky.
In this country, the family integrity coefficient is very high. It is a very suitable place for retirement and vacation. There are enviable scenery and dreams in the hearts of countless people.
Jimucheng is looking at the documents in the computer. Xia Xinnian, next to him, is holding his chin and looking at the window seriously.
"If you're tired, you can go to bed." Jimucheng saw that she had changed many positions, so he gently advised her.
"I'm not tired. It's rare to have a chance to enjoy the night view at close range. I don't want to miss it." Xia Xinnian is actually a very emotional woman. She is easily driven by the scenery around her. Maybe, this is caused by her love for this career. She knows how to appreciate all the beautiful things.
"Do you want to … leave behind a happier memory here?" "When jimucheng saw her long hair being blown by the wind and outlining her beautiful face, his heart was no longer stable and pounding.
Xia Xinnian looked at him in surprise: "is this already very happy? How else can I be happy? "
Jimucheng put down the computer, stood up with a tall body, and made the room narrow.
Xia Xinnian saw that his eyes were looking at her with a heat wave, and she instantly understood what he meant by being happier.
She instinctively shook her hand: "no, no, no, don't play this."
"What are you afraid of? Make it quick. " As a man, jimucheng feels that there is nothing to be ashamed of. After all, they are legal husband and wife.
"No, I can't do it." There are also drivers and bodyguards sitting in front. Although there are partitions, they still make people feel embarrassed. Xia Xinnian's face is not so thick.
Jimucheng saw her resolute expression and had to give up.
"Xinnian, you don't understand the amorous feelings." The man sat back in his seat helplessly and expressed his dissatisfaction.
Xia Xinnian didn't think so: "your request just now refreshed my three views, that's not amorous feelings."
Jimucheng's thin lips were lightly pursed, and he laughed: "well, prove that you are a good woman."
"I am." Xia Xinnian said unconvinced.
"I'm a good man, too." Jimucheng narcissistic praise.
Xia Xinnian was defeated by his cheekiness and couldn't help laughing: "you are a father. You have to set up a good example. Your son is rooted in red seedlings. Don't lead him badly."
"I'm already setting an example for him?" Jimucheng shrugged his shoulders and said with great conceit.
"Well, I can't talk to you. I'll go to the room to look at my mobile phone. I won't disturb your work." Xia Xinnian admits defeat and gets up to go back to the room.
Jimucheng reached out his hand and touched his chin, so he had to suppress the fire.
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