Chapter 777 Is it okay if I'm wrong? My little ancestor!
"..."
Wen Jianjian instinctively grabbed Song Mingji's arm with both hands, her knees bent halfway, and her cheeks flushed.
My legs hadn't adjusted yet after suddenly getting off the high-speed race car.
It feels unreal.
"Can you stand up straight?" Song Mingji asked, supporting her slender body.
"able."
Wen Jianjian nodded confidently and pushed Song Mingji's hand away.
My feet felt like I was walking on cotton, I stumbled and swayed, as if I was about to fall at any moment.
"..."
Song Mingji shook his head helplessly, strode forward, and bent down to pick up Wen Jianjian.
"..."
Wen Jianjian was startled and quickly grabbed Song Mingji's neck.
From this angle, you can see the man's profile perfectly; his Adam's apple is clearly visible, and his jawline is well-defined and handsome.
Looking further up—
The man had a straight nose, double eyelids, and a tiny beauty mark at the corner of his eye.
Wen Jianjian bit her lip, feeling her heart beating faster than before.
How could it go out of control when it wasn't even on a racetrack?
Wen Jianjian clutched her chest, her brows furrowed.
Don't jump!
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Song Mingji lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Was I driving too fast just now?"
No, no.
Wen Jianjian blushed and shook her head. After returning to the office, she immediately jumped down and silently sat in the corner of the sofa. "Brother Song, your driving skills are really good."
“My driving skills…” Song Mingji raised an eyebrow slightly, smiling lazily and casually, “are actually not bad.”
"?"
Wen Jianjian twitched the corners of her mouth. She was praising him seriously, so why was Brother Song laughing?
"Wen Jianjian..."
Song Mingji brought over a bottle of water, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to her, looking down at her face. "Are you happy?"
Racing?
Wen Jianjian replied, "I'm very happy."
"No matter what you do, always be happy." Song Mingji squatted down in front of her, looking up at her. "Especially when you look at people, keep your eyes open and don't be deceived."
"?"
Wen Jianjian didn't understand what he meant, but she could tell he meant well.
Wen Jianjian nodded obediently.
After seeing Wen Jianjian off.
Song Mingji took out his phone and dialed a private investigator's number.
"Check someone's information for me."
"Name? Kuang Ye!"
——
weekend.
Wang Ma prepared a lot of hot pot ingredients and invited Wen Jianjian and Pei Shu, mother and daughter, from next door to come and eat together.
"Wang Ma, your cooking is really good." Wen Jianjian's mouth was practically watering, and she didn't hold back her praise.
"Eat more tonight." Wang Ma was overjoyed by the compliment.
"Mmm." Wen Jianjian wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth. "By the way, where are my sister and brother-in-law?"
"Where's the room?"
Aunt Wang covered her mouth and laughed, gesturing towards the bedroom. Her wrinkles were particularly noticeable. "Miss Pei wanted iced milk tea, but Mr. Shang ordered a hot one for her. Miss Pei was angry and wouldn't talk to him, so we're trying to coax her now."
"I see." Wen Jianjian listened with great interest and secretly smiled. "My cousin has my brother-in-law completely under her thumb."
"Of course."
While chatting happily, Wang Ma added, "Mr. Shang doesn't have much status at home, hehe."
"I'll go prepare the dishes first, Jianjian, please have a seat."
"Wang Ma, I'll go help you." Pei Shu put down her things and followed her into the kitchen.
Inside the room.
Shang Shiyan spent a long time coaxing the little girl, apologizing and reflecting on his actions, before he finally calmed her down.
"Is it okay if I'm wrong? You little rascal."
Shang Shiyan cupped Pei Jinwu's bitter face and gently kissed her. "Wang Ma made your favorite hot pot and also prepared passion fruit lemon tea, which is sweet and sour and has some crushed ice."
He was worried that she was drinking too much ice water, which was bad for her health.
She was in pain during her last period.
"..."
Upon hearing this, Pei Jinwu slowly raised her eyes and stared intently at him.
A few seconds later.
She lunged forward and bit the man hard on the shoulder.
I originally just wanted to bite him gently to teach him a lesson.
Who knew that if I didn't control the force when I bit down, I would actually leave a tooth mark.
"Why are you bleeding?"
Pei Jinwu frowned, feeling a little guilty. "I'll go get you your medicine."
Shang Shiyan grabbed her hand, pulled her into his arms, and rubbed her forehead: "This little injury doesn't need any medicine."
"not to mention……"
Shang Shiyan stroked her face, his voice languid: "Haven't you left enough marks on me? Do you want me to take off my clothes and show you?"
As he spoke, Shang Shiyan began to unbutton his shirt with his fingertips, a movement that looked completely abnormal.
"boring."
Pei Jinwu kicked him away, went out in her slippers, and saw Song Mingji coming in carrying large and small bags.
"Good evening, little sister." Song Mingji put down her things and smiled brightly at her. "I heard you were having hot pot, so I came over."
"?"
Pei Jinwu pursed her lips and said very seriously, "I don't think I invited you, Third Brother."
"There's no need to waste time inviting me, I came myself."
Song Mingji spoke naturally, his gaze drifting to the girl opposite him, "Good evening, Jianjian."
"Good evening, Brother Song."
Wen Jianjian was a little embarrassed that he would come back.
At this moment.
Wang Ma and Pei Shu also came out of the kitchen and were both taken aback when they saw Song Mingji.
Pei Shu greeted him politely, "Mr. Song."
Wang Ma went back to refill the bowls.
soon.
The group sat down at the table and chatted while eating hot pot.
Shang Shiyan put down his chopsticks and carefully peeled shrimp for Pei Jinwu.
Upon seeing this.
Song Mingji also peeled a few, giving one to Pei Jinwu and putting the rest into Wen Jianjian's bowl.
Pei Jinwu: "..."
Wen Jianjian: "..."
Others: "..."
They all stared at him curiously, then glanced at Wen Jianjian's plate.
"Mr. Song is so thoughtful," said Aunt Wang with a smile. "Whoever becomes your girlfriend in the future will be so lucky."
In Wang Ma's eyes.
Song Mingji treated Wen Jianjian and Pei Jinwu like younger sisters.
It's perfectly normal for me to peel shrimp for my younger sister.
"..."
Pei Shu pursed her lips and remained silent.
"Okay, peel one for Wang Ma too." Song Mingji not only peeled a few shrimp for Wang Ma, but also for Pei Shu.
"Oh, thank you, Mr. Song." Wang Ma smiled from ear to ear. "This is the first time in my life that someone has peeled shrimp for me."
"?"
Pei Shu was slightly taken aback, not quite used to it.
Who can argue with that?
"Is that so?"
Song Mingji smiled wickedly and said in a somewhat frivolous tone, "You're not a very good husband. Go back and teach him a lesson so he can learn from Master Shang."
Shang Shiyan, who was peeling shrimp, was speechless.
"Thank you, Mr. Song," Pei Shu also thanked him politely. "No need to trouble yourself, we can do it ourselves."
"Aunt Pei, you're too kind."
Song Mingji poured her a glass of warm water, and said politely, "You are my elder, just call me Xiao Song."
Pei Shu quickly waved her hand: "That won't do."
“Auntie, there’s no need to be polite with him,” Pei Jinwu said softly. “My family isn’t that particular. You’re the elder, so you should say what’s on your mind and scold him if necessary.”
Furthermore—
He's already got his eye on your daughter. If you're too polite now, how will you scold him later?
If successful, it won't be as simple as just calling someone "Auntie".
——
Good night.
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