Chapter 1000

"Fool, don't do it later. I can't do it for you. I'm sorry. I'm starving you today." Ji Cunxi helped her with cold water, took her to the living room to find out the medicine box and applied the scalding medicine.

"No, honey, I'm actually very sensible, OK? It won't be unreasonable. You can handle Zhao's affairs. By the way, when is the funeral? I still have to attend. "

"At the funeral three days later, I'll take you there. You sit here for a while, and I'll make breakfast for you."

"Good."

Mu Ying is sitting on the sofa, and little Mi Mei is watching Ji Cunxi go to the kitchen.

After breakfast.

Muying wants to go to Ling's house. Ji Cunxi first sends muying to Ling's house, and then sits in jiqianchen's office for a while before returning. Muying stays at Ling's house to spend time.

Ji Qianchen sits on the sofa and looks at Mu Ying, who is obviously pregnant. "How does it feel to be a mother?"

"It's very good to add a sister to Yichen. It seems that he is bored."

"Auntie, I'm not bored at all. I want my father and mother to give birth to my sister. You must be as bad as you. I don't want you." Ling Yichen did not know where to jump out and interrupted the conversation.

"You son of a bitch, are you looking for death?"

Mu Ying clenched her fist and waved to Ling Yichen.

"A little bit. I'm not afraid of you." Ling Yichen made a face.

"My Qianchen sister, how on earth did you educate your son? There is no politeness at all. How can you talk to your aunt?"

Mu Ying looks at Ji Qianchen.

"My son is very skinny, and I can't control it. Can't you even quarrel with my son?"

Ji Qianchen did not think it was a big joke.

"That's because I don't quarrel with him, and I don't know the same thing as children?"

"Auntie, you're getting fat."

Ling Yichen can't help another sentence.

This words can give Mu Ying angry dead, "Stinky boy, how dare you say I'm fat?"

"Aunt, don't you look in the mirror?"

Ling Yichen did not know where to find a mirror Ji Qianchen used, and then put it in front of Mu Ying.

Mu Ying took a look at herself in the mirror. "It seems that she is really fat?"

"Ah ah, I'm fat. I'm fat. I'm raised by Cunxi. I'm not alive. I'm going back to find him."

Muying stands up, picks up the bag and leaves.

Ji Qianchen can't be happy because she's such a Zile. "Let's go now. Don't you want to stay here for a day?"

"I'll be angry with your son sooner or later after I leave."

Mu Ying holds her fat face and leaves Ling's house in a hurry.

Ling Yichen spits out his tongue and comes to Ji Qianchen's side. "Mommy, I think sister Xuanxuan has gone to where, why hasn't she come back?"

After finishing the skin, Ling Yichen's expression suddenly became lost.

"Ah, your father and mother are dying. They are looking for it all over the world. There is no news yet."

"Ah."

Ling Yichen sighed.

"I'm too young to sigh."

Ji Qianchen touched Ling Yichen's little head and taught him.

"Mommy, why can adults sigh? I can't. I don't know when I can see Xuanxuan's sister."

"I'll see her again. Let's go. Mommy will show you around your father's company and send him a lunch."

Ji Qianchen has a look at the time. It's almost noon. You can go to Lingxiao international.

"Well, well, I haven't been to daddy's company."

"Let's go, Mommy. Prepare a bento. You can play here for a while."

"Good."

At noon.

Ji Qianchen prepared several lunch boxes and put some fruits and desserts on the car, then personally drove Ling Yichen to Lingxiao international.

When we arrived at the company, it was a few minutes before we left work at 12 o'clock.

Ling Yichen, wearing a pair of suspenders, leads Ji Qianchen into Lingxiao international building.

At the moment of entering, the administration at the front desk recognized them at a glance.

"Madam President, young master, are you here? Do you want me to call the president in advance? "

"No, let's go straight up." Ji Qianchen said hello and took Ling Yichen directly into the president's elevator.

Administration is the first time to see Ling Yichen. Such a beautiful child can't help but attract the attention of the company's employees.

Everyone gathered together and began to talk.

"The president's genes are so powerful that the young master and the president are carved from the same mold."

"So handsome."

Lift up to 36th floor.

Come to the president's office.

Ji Qianchen pushes the door in and finds no one in the president's office.When he came to the meeting room, Ji Qianchen caught a glimpse of the full people sitting in the room.

"At the meeting." Ji Qianchen hissed and dragged his son back to the president's office.

Ling Yichen got into the swivel chair and sat down.

The whole person moved around, and could not be quiet for a moment.

"Mommy, what's this?"

Ling Yichen sees a gift box on Ling Xiaohan's desk.

Sitting on the sofa, Ji Qianchen looked up at the magazine. "What's the matter?"

"Here's a gift. Did dad give it to Mommy? Let me see. "

Ling Yichen reached out and opened the gift box.

After opening the gift box, Ling Yichen picked up a thing.

"Mommy, what's this?"

Ling Yichen didn't understand what the black lace thing she took out was. The handkerchief didn't look like a handkerchief, and the clothes didn't look like clothes. It was a cool piece of cloth.

Ji Qianchen takes a look and immediately steps over, grabs things from his son's hands and puts them back in the gift box.

"Don't move. You can't move this thing."

"Mommy, what's this? I haven't seen it before."

Ling Yichen blinked a pair of big eyes and asked like a curious baby.

"It's a piece of cloth. Your father gave it to mommy to design clothes."

Ji Qianchen flurried to put things back into the box, covered the box, and then put it back in place.

"Oh, Mommy, I'm so bored. Can I go out and play?"

"Where are you going to play?"

"Shall I go to Uncle radish?"

"He's in a meeting, too, until they finish."

"Oh, well."

A few minutes later, the conference room was over.

Ling Xiaohan and rob come out of the meeting room and return to the office together.

See Ji Qianchen and Ling Yichen are in, Ling Xiaohan and surprised.

"Why are you here?"

"Why, can't we come?" Ji Qianchen got up from the sofa and walked to Ling Xiaohan's side.

Ling Yichen then went in the direction of Luo Bu, "Uncle radish, would you like to take me to the company?"

"Well, young master and young lady, I'll take young master out first?"

"Well, go ahead." Ling Xiaohan is eager for Rob to take the boy away.

Ling Xiaohan hooks Ji Qianchen into his arms and sits in a swivel chair.