Li Yaohan answered the phone and said before the other party: "Mr. Ji, is there something wrong?"
Listening to the voice coming from the other end of the phone, Li Yaohan held the phone and said, "Master Jiu stole my wife for the arranged marriage, and now he's negotiating terms with me. Isn't that a bit unkind?"
"I heard that Miss Qian Chong is beautiful, smart and cute. Of course I want to fight for her. Master Jiu, why don't you give her a chance to compete fairly?"
Before Li Yaohan could finish his words, the call was hung up.
He took the phone from his ear and looked at the phone screen which had returned to the main interface.
interesting.
Ji Liangnian was angry.
The head of the British Ji family was usually so cold and emotionless that he barely showed any emotion. But today, after he had said a few words, the man actually hung up the phone.
It's really interesting.
He had dealt with that man several times in the business world, and he had been defeated many times. Li Yaohan narrowed his eyes, thinking that Ji Liangnian would lose to him again this time.
**
It was already afternoon when we returned to Beishan Villa from Qianjia Cemetery.
Ji Qianchong's emotions did not fluctuate because of Su Qing's memorial day. She had never seen Su Qing since she was a child, and even if she had seen her, she had only seen a photo.
In eighteen years, I have only seen photos a few times.
Except for Mr. Qian, she didn't have any feelings for anyone related to her by blood.
The servant opened the door.
Ji Qianchong changed her shoes at the door and smelled the fragrance of pineapple cakes. She put on her slippers and walked towards the place where the smell came from.
The restaurant is in British style, with a retro lamp hanging on the beam, emitting a light of light yellow.
There were nearly ten dishes on the table, all of which she liked. On the plaid cloth beside the table, there were a few pineapple cakes on a porcelain plate, and a glass of strawberry milkshake next to it.
Ji Qianchong was a little hungry.
I haven't eaten since morning. After watching Su Qing in the cemetery for a while, I sat in front of Mr. Qian's grave and talked with him. Before I knew it, it was afternoon.
The girl walked forward, bent down and picked up a pineapple cake.
While eating, he glanced around and asked the servant at the door of the restaurant: "Where is my brother?"
"The master is in the study. Someone has already gone to invite him. Madam, you can eat first. These things are for the master..."
"Master Jiu had the servants make all of this," Xia Song quickly replied, entering the restaurant. "I don't know if it suits your taste. If there's anything wrong, please tell me, Madam, and I'll have the servants make it right."
Ji Qianchong nodded and glanced at the pineapple cake in his hand. "It's pretty good, better than the pineapple cakes made by the Capital Hotel. It tastes a bit like the ones my brother used to make."
"The milkshake was made by Jiu Ye."
Listening to Xia Song's words, Ji Qianchong's eyes fell on the milkshake. He walked over, picked it up and took a sip. "It tastes pretty good."
Xia Song: "You said that milkshake was good this morning. Jiu Ye and the servants learned how to make it this morning."
Jiu Ye would never say that he made the overly sweet milkshake before.
Xia Song felt that after Jiu Ye met his wife, he not only became a liar, but also became very reserved.
Jiu Ye just wanted to show his best side to his wife. This feeling was a bit like when a simple boy chased a girl in his youth.
Always show your best side.
"Brother, have you been learning to cook in the villa?" Ji Qianchong took another piece of pineapple cake and ate it in big mouthfuls.
Xia Song paused for a moment, glanced to the side, and then said, "Yes, Master Jiu has been in the villa."
Ji Qianchong hummed, raised her eyes, and saw the man walking in from outside the restaurant. In an instant, she smiled and walked towards him.
Naturally, the man held her in his arms.
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