Ji Xiaolong's little pot friend didn't exist five years ago, and now he is a little bun with watery eyes, white and tender, and drooling when he sees chicken legs.
Don't think that people are just small buns that people love and bloom, they also have a golden and incomparably lofty title, Ji Xiaomaster, the future heir of Jiangwon Group and Wanjun Group.
At this moment, Young Master Ji was holding a cat in his arms, hiding on the slide in the back garden, peeking at the study opposite.
In fact, there is nothing special, it is the scene of his father and mother at work, and he clearly promised that he would definitely go to the amusement park today, but he has not come out of the study until now.
"Meow, when did you say my parents will come out" Young Master Ji pouted, and he smoothed the kitten's hair for a while.
"Meow Meow" Poor Meow struggled desperately because of his fear of heights, but unfortunately, its little master couldn't understand.
At the same time, in the study, Jiang Xiaoye raised his head from the desk and looked at the man opposite who was buried in the papers.
The man who concentrates on his work is the most handsome.
The handsome guy who concentrates on his work is simply a demon.
I never get tired of watching it.
Feeling a burning gaze, Ji Heng raised his head and happened to see his wife smiling with a on her face.
"What are you laughing at" The low and restrained voice slipped from the tip of his tongue, and the years were like wine, infiltrating Chairman Ji more and more like jade, and the brilliance was scorching.
Not long ago, there was a new little secretary who secretly promised to send an ambiguous text message to Ji Dong's mobile phone.
Unfortunately, every day, Ji Dong's charging work for all his mobile phones is completed by his wife.
Just when he was about to recharge, Jiang Xiaoye saw the secretary's text message, thinking it was business, but he didn't expect it to be a love letter with pink bubbles.
However, unlike many wives, after Mrs.
Ji saw it, she neither deleted it nor sued, but just smiled and left the text message in her mobile phone.
She naturally knew the secretary, young and beautiful, with white skin and long legs, and just like her a few years ago, she thought that all the good things and Qi encounters were born for herself.
And reality will always tell you the real answer.
Jiang Xiaoye didn't say a word about the text message, but after a few days, he found that the secretary was no longer Wanjun.
She couldn't help but sigh, she wanted to tell him that she didn't care about this, after so many ups and downs, men have been rooted in her heart, like a thousand-year-old tree, standing tall.
However, Jiang Xiaoye understood that this was Ji Heng's determination and decision to love, and he didn't want to let them have the slightest gap, the slightest obstacle, or the slightest unstable factor between them.
Despite this, Jiang Xiaoye still felt that the little secretary's vision was much better than that of himself at that time.
Maybe part of the reason is due to the packaging of external conditions, but the girl should have seen that Ji Heng is a good man in his bones, a very good man, a man who is thousands of times better than Li Zifeng.
There is one thing that Jiang Xiaoye has never told Ji Heng, that is, Dean Zhan once called him to tell him that Lin Dai would write a letter to her every year, and all the letters have accumulated in Mayflower's communication room so far.
After so long, Jiang Xiaoye didn't want to go back to the past, and he didn't want to pay attention to Lin Dai anymore.
The real life and the changes in the shopping mall have made her subconscious curiosity and unwillingness to Lin Dai diluted, and since the birth of her son, there has been no trace.
There is no parent who doesn't want their children to live in the sun, and the premise that their children can live in the light from an early age is that Ji Heng and her, as parents, try their best to avoid all shadows.
Perhaps, as Lin Dai said: "You can only lose after you get it", but life is originally a process, there are life and death, gains and losses, living to meet death, or living to live for the sake of living, this is the choice.
Lin Dai made her own choice.
And so did she.
Although it is accompanied by pain and tears, there is also a lot of laughter and happiness.
There will definitely be more in the future. gd1806102: