Chapter 475

As soon as Ji Chengfeng heard that Ji Cunxi came back, he excitedly put down his chopsticks, ran to the door, and greeted him with a smile.

"Josh, why did you come back all of a sudden? Doesn't it mean I'll stay there these days? "

Ji Chengfeng's smile and surprise made him happy like a child.

Ji Cunxi took off his suit and coat and gave it to the servant. He really regarded this place as his home.

"Dad, can't I come back to see you? During this period, I'll stay at home, stay with you more, and eat alone. How can I eat two dishes? It's so vegetarian. "

Ji Cunxi went to the table and took a look.

Two ordinary home-made dishes and a glass of wine.

"Well, it's good to eat by yourself. Since you're back, you're waiting for Dad to go to the kitchen and add some dishes for you. Do it for you. "

Ji Chengfeng rolled up his sleeves and prepared to do another big job.

Ji Cunxi pushed Ji Chengfeng back to the table. "While you are eating, I'll cook some dishes and give you a taste of my craft."

"Oh, son, can you cook? I must have inherited my talent. Your sister can't do it. Let her in the kitchen. She can blow up the kitchen. "

"My sister doesn't need to learn how to cook. If you don't let my brother-in-law do it for him, I'll be quick."

Jicunxi went into the kitchen with a dull head.

Ji Chengfeng's smiling face at the dinner table gradually fades away.

I can see that this time my son came back with a lot of worries. It seems that something important happened.

He didn't ask more questions. When his son opened his heart to him voluntarily, he would never know later.

Lingjia villa.

At the same time, we are having dinner.

The delicate white table is full of delicacies.

Ji Qianchen and Ling Xiaohan sit side by side and bow their heads for dinner.

Xiaoyichen in the cradle is very good. He doesn't cry or make noise. He looks at the new world with his eyes purring.

Ji Qianchen teases the little guy from time to time.

The little buns grinned.

"Husband, you look quickly, also Chen smiled, smile very good to see, how many younger sisters will be harmed by him in the future."

Ling Xiaohan sees Ling Yichen smiling, and his lips turn up a little.

The son laughed, but he wasn't that annoying.

"How about going to work today?" Ling Xiao cold head to Ji Qianchen clip a piece of meat, by the way asked her.

"Good, nothing special. And you? "

"Same."

There seems to be nothing special except that many things have to be readjusted after amnesia.

Rob came in dusty from the outside.

With an invitation in hand.

"Young master, Yuncheng University has just sent an invitation letter to let you take the time to return to your alma mater to give a speech on your business success."

"I'm so free?" Ling Xiao asked coldly.

"Oh, yes, young master, I'll turn it down right away."

The young master took the invitation and prepared to go down.

"Radish, wait a minute, show me."

Ji Qianchen asked rob to show her the invitation.

The general content is nothing more than to face the graduates at school, to solve the doubts and difficulties of employment and entrepreneurship in University. I hope Ling Xiaohan, a business genius, can share his legend.

"It's very good. It's good for the benefit of the younger students and the younger ones. Why don't you go? I'm sure about the trip."

Ji Qianchen handed the invitation back to rob and then went back to eat.

"Woman, do you know what wealth your husband can create in an hour?"

Ling Xiaohan plans to help Ji Qianchen manage her brain.

"I don't know. Anyway, a lot of money is right, but you can't spend all your money. Can't you spend an hour making a speech and doing a good deed to accumulate morality?" Ji Qianchen put down his chopsticks and turned to persuade Ling Xiaohan patiently.

Rob stood with the invitation, not sure how to reply to the school.

"Young master, young lady, or shall I come here again tomorrow? One night is convenient for your consultation. "

Rob said in a Sideswipe.

Usually, the couple make better decisions at night.

Maybe after tonight, tomorrow morning is the question of who to compromise with.

"Radish, what's on your mind? Why should the things you can decide now be postponed to tomorrow?"

Ji Qianchen feels that the 30-year-old single radish is not serious.

"Well, I'll get back to you tomorrow, rob. You go down first."

With a smile in his eyes, Ling Xiao accepted Rob's offer.

One night, a lot of things will change.

"Yes, young master, young lady."

Rob retired with a smile.Ji Qianchen, holding his arms in his hands, leaned against the chair and looked at Ling Xiaohan. "Do you know what the meaning of Yuncheng University is for us? It's our place of engagement. What's the loss to you when you go back to give a speech to your alma mater? Maybe a trip back will help you recover your memory? "

"I am a businessman, a mercenary businessman."

Ling Xiaohan takes a piece of braised pork and pours it into Ji Qianchen's mouth.

Ji Qianchen is biting the meat, as if he is biting the meat cut from Ling Xiaohan.

"And then?"

"If I don't get what I want, why don't I put billions of money on the stage to talk for an hour? You should know, I don't like to talk."

Ling Xiaohan said slowly, taking out a tissue to help Ji Qianchen gently wipe the juice from the corner of her mouth.

"An hour, for you, seems really difficult." Ji Qianchen nodded and seemed to understand Ling Xiaohan's difficulties.

"Well."

Ling Xiaohan sends a byte out of his nose.

"Well, it's OK for me to say an hour, but I'm not invited. After all, I didn't create a business myth in Cloud City, which is not a representative topic."

Ji Qianchen sighed deeply.

"But you married me and did what other women couldn't do. This topic is not enough?"

"Hahaha, so I should go to Yuncheng University to apply for a speech to teach them how to get involved in Business Myths and become a rich lady?" Ji Qianchen laughs at himself.

Indeed, the story of myself and Ling Xiaohan can be written in a book, which is long and complicated.

"It's not impossible." Ling Xiaohan put down his chopsticks and wiped the corners of his mouth.

Go to the bassinet and lean over.

Dark eyes look at the baby inside.

The eyebrows and eyes of the father and son are surprisingly similar to their facial features, one big and one small, which seems to be a large and small version copied by Ctrl + C.

"Hold him." Ji Qianchen turns around and orders Ling Xiaohan.

"If you don't, cry."

Ling Xiaohan is afraid of this little guy.

"I'm sure I won't cry when I'm done. If you don't hold him, I'll complain when he grows up. His father never held him. He's a wild boy picked up by the side of the road. "

As Ji Qianchen said, Ling Xiaohan curled his mouth, rolled up his sleeves, reached into the bassinet and carried the child out.

This time, the child was very good and did not cry.

But before long, how did he feel his chest was warm and wet, soaking his shirt.