She wanted to teach this straight man a lesson, but before she could finish her words, he cut her off with an indifferent voice: "Don't worry, I picked these up casually, they can be used on anyone. Beloved, you are also suitable."
Ji Qianchong looked at him for more than ten seconds.
Looking at his serious expression, I was really amused by him.
Xia Song, who was standing aside, held his forehead.
He dared to guarantee that if Jiu Ye was not a big capitalist, he could buy a wife on his own. He believed that Jiu Ye could remain single in this life by his own ability.
Xia Song took three or five steps forward, and to prevent Ji Liangnian from saying too much and making mistakes, she immediately said, "Madam, Master Jiu wanted to ask how your milkshake tasted. The servants have prepared the meal, and we'll be able to eat soon."
When the milkshake was mentioned, Ji Qianchong realized that he was still holding a glass in his right hand.
She raised her hand and glanced at the milkshake in the cup. "It's okay, but a little sweet. It would be better if it were a little lighter."
"Don't you like sweets?"
"Sweets are sweets." Ji Qianchong stood up from the sofa and placed the lipstick on the coffee table. "Foods that are used as beauty replacements, such as milkshakes and salads, should have a light flavor."
Ji Liangnian responded with a "hmm." After three or five seconds, he reacted and turned his head to Xia Song and said, "Tell the servants to use less sugar in the future."
Xia Song paused for a moment before answering respectfully, "Okay, Master Jiu."
Ji Liangnian walked over to Ji Qianchong and rubbed her furry head. "Go to the restaurant to eat first. Remember to drink your milkshake." After a pause, he added, "It's too sweet. You don't have to finish it."
Ji Qianchong nodded obediently.
She took two steps forward and turned around to see the man picking up the lipstick on the coffee table.
Fits neatly into your cosmetics storage box.
"The servants will clean it up, brother..."
"It's okay." The man took the storage box and went upstairs.
Ji Qianchong watched his back disappear before she withdrew her gaze. She reached out and scratched her head. Did Ji Liangnian also like lipstick?
"Master Jiu is rarely praised. Perhaps he is too happy."
Ji Qianchong walked towards the restaurant. As she walked, she tilted her head to look at Xia Song behind her and smiled, "Men also need to be praised and pampered. I know. Although I am a little willful and like to be petty, that is only for him."
"I can't use my willful temper on anyone else. Don't worry, your Ninth Master will be happy forever if you entrust him to me."
His family? He didn’t dare to say that Jiu Ye was his family.
The head of the British Ji family belongs to the Ji clan, and no one has the right to order him around.
However, he agreed with the last sentence - Master Jiu and his wife will be happy for the rest of their lives.
"By the way, Xia Song, why do you call your brother Jiu Ye?" Ji Qianchong took a sip of milkshake.
Xia Song followed her respectfully, "Jiu Ye is the ninth child in the Ji family. The previous head of the family doted on him since he was young, so everyone in the Ji family respectfully calls him 'Ye'."
"A respectful title?" Ji Qianchong put the corner of his lips against the rim of the glass and tilted his head to look at Xia Song.
"Yes." Xia Song replied, "In the entire Ji family, probably only Jiu Ye's mother calls him Xiao Jiu, but Jiu Ye's mother passed away four years ago."
Ji Qianchong frowned.
Did his mother die four years ago, so he left Haicheng and went abroad? "Xia Song, the entire Ji family refers to..."
There are many people with the surname Ji around the world, and there are countless Ji families. But she once climbed over the firewall of a certain family and entered their home security system.
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