Ji Qianchong smiled: "Want to try it?"
Ji Liangnian lowered his eyes and met her malicious smile. He reached out and slapped her butt as a punishment.
In the dining room, the servants arranged freshly picked strawberries and made shrimp porridge with a cup of hot milk.
Ji Qianchong sat opposite him, watching the man drink his porridge slowly.
Ever since she could remember, Ji Liangnian had always looked this cold and aloof. Born with a sense of dignity, he could attract a large number of girls just by sitting there motionless.
He had been away for four years, and the chill seemed to have intensified.
He has also become more mature. Perhaps because of what he has experienced, the man's eyes have become deeper, and his gaze is intimidating.
"Brother, do you think our marriage will violate the marriage law?"
Grandpa said at that time: Qianqian, this is Jili, the son of grandpa’s distant relative, your cousin, you can just call him brother from now on.
As she grew older, she disliked Ji Li as her brother more and more. Having a brother would inevitably mean having a sister-in-law in the future, and she didn't want another woman to be her sister-in-law.
She wanted to be her own sister-in-law.
"We're not related by blood." The man raised his eyes and glanced at her. He then added, "I accidentally went to Haicheng that year and met Mr. Qian on the road. I went home with him."
"Why? You wish I were your real brother?"
"No way!" The girl put down her chopsticks, stood up, walked around the table and ran to Ji Liangnian.
She pulled his arms away and sat on his lap very naturally. A pair of slender arms wrapped around his neck and kissed his face affectionately.
"You know why you didn't tell me in advance?"
Otherwise, she could have taken him down long ago. Why did she have to wait until today, waiting for him to marry her, before she dared to go up and kiss him?
Ji Liangnian didn't answer her question.
She continued to ask, "Brother, are you very rich now? If I'm unhappy one day, can I use your money to kill someone?"
Ji Liangnian held her waist with one hand, careful not to let her legs swing and fall. With the other hand, he put down the spoon he was holding, held her hand, and squeezed it gently.
He looked at her and said very seriously, "I don't have any money."
Xia Song, who had just walked from the living room to the entrance of the restaurant, twitched his mouth when he heard Ji Liangnian's words.
"The betrothal gift that day..."
"Grandpa gave it to me in advance so that when I marry you it will be grand."
Xia Song, who was standing at the door of the restaurant, twitched his face again, "..."
Ji Qianchong sat steadily on his lap, her eyelashes fluttering slowly as she breathed. She nodded, "It's okay, I don't really like money either."
She looked around, glancing at the art paintings hanging on the restaurant walls.
Then I heard the man say, "The villa is a wedding house given by grandpa, and the three cars on the boulevard are also gifts from grandpa."
This time it was Qian Chong's turn to twitch his lips.
It turns out that "it is said that the marriage partner is a rich man" does not mean that the marriage partner is rich, but that the grandfather is rich.
"There are no classes in the afternoon. I'll pick you up at the school gate." The man looked up.
"No, I'm planning to treat some friends in the dormitory to dinner this afternoon." Ji Qianchong drank milk and turned his head to look at him, "Brother, don't you have to go to work?"
The man shook his head. "I don't have a job."
The girl's hand holding the glass of milk paused for a moment, staring at Ji Liangnian's handsome face. She was stunned for several seconds before reacting.
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