Chapter 501: My eyes hurt so much

Not only Ji Xianyan is not familiar with the Zeng family, but even Mr. Ji is not familiar with him.

He knew Zeng Qingming's father, his old comrade-in-arms.

The reason why I came here was because the Zeng family asked me to see his youngest son was their father's wish before he died.

It's time to say this, and Mr. Ji is not easy to refuse.

He just happened to miss his younger son, so he took them over and took them over to take a look and then sent them away.

"Uncle Ji, how can you say that?" Zeng Qingming's wife was shocked, "Can you speak like this if you are not familiar with me?"

Mr. Ji thought she said something strange, "Is there any problem?"

"Don't say it!" Zeng Qingming wanted to come over to borrow money from Mr. Ji today. If he had a bad speech and offended someone, how could he borrow money?

He was still a little majestic at home, and as soon as he spoke, his wife shut up.

"Uncle Ji, my wife has no other intentions, don't worry!" Zeng Qingming smiled at Mr. Ji.

Mr. Ji pulled his lower lip and smiled slightly: "It's nothing."

He never cared about what these irrelevant people said.

Zeng Qingming felt relieved when he saw that he was not angry.

Mr. Ji remembered the WeChat message sent by the housekeeper just now, looked at Wen Jiu, and his eyes were almost narrowed: "Ajiu, I heard you have prepared a gift for me?"

"Yes." Wenjiu's jaw slightly raised her chin towards the shopping bag on the coffee table, "That's it."

Mr. Ji looked over happily, "Wow, thank you Ajiu! I'll come here, why are you spending money?"

Wen Jiu raised his eyebrows and said the same thing: "There is a lot of money, and there is no place to spend it."

Mr. Ji: “………”

Zeng Family: “………”

When Mr. Ji reached out to take away both gifts, Ji Xianyan quickly spoke: "One of them is mine."

"Oh..." Mr. Ji let go of his hand unhappily, "Which one is for me?"

Wenjiu said softly: "Blue shopping bag."

"Okay." Mr. Ji held it in his hand and didn't plan to take it off immediately.

After all, Wenjiu people are still here, which is somewhat impolite.

There was a white shopping bag left on the coffee table. Ji Xianyan knew it was his, so he reached out and put it on his leg.

The father and son were in a happy mood with the gifts given by warm wine.

However, the Zeng family was a little disliked by Wenjiu, especially Zeng Qingming's wife and daughter.

They had unrealistic fantasies about Ji Xianyan, so they felt that the threat of warm wine was very great.

He also came to the door to give gifts to Mr. Ji and his son?

This girl is really not simple! She looks charming!

The two of them had hostility in their eyes that were cast on, so Wenjiu could naturally feel it.

She curled her lips, held the tea handed over by the butler in her hand, and drank it slowly.

Put the teacup back, and the girl's onion-white fingertips moved slightly.

Zeng Qingming's wife and Zeng Meili were originally staring at warm wine quietly, but when the girl put the tea cup back on the tea tray, they suddenly felt a pain in their eyes and exclaimed at the same time.

"Oh hey-"

Zeng Qingming was startled and asked quickly: "What's wrong with you?"

Zeng Qingming's wife covered her eyes with her hands, her voice was panic, "Eyes! Eyes hurt!"

"Dad, my eyes hurt so much, what should I do?" Zeng Meili's voice was really crying.

Ji Xianyan felt irritable when he heard this, turned his head and asked Wen Jiu: "Why don't we go fishing now?"
Chapter completed!