Chapter 701

Close to the end of the year, the cold air with a cold, misty, whether it is early morning or night, are cold box shrouded.

After the lunch break, Ji Jinchuan entered the working state and entered the end of the year, so he was busy.

Xiao Cheng has just sent in a batch of documents that need to be signed urgently. His mobile phone on the desk rings and glances at it calmly. It shows the landline of the old house.

Recently, I had a peaceful life. Nothing happened. Maybe he and Shen Youran went back to their old house to have dinner.

He put it in his ear and said, "hello", and Xie suling's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Jinchuan, Shaoheng, they have come back from abroad. Today, you can take leiran back to the old house for dinner."

Ji Jinchuan signed a pen, because of distraction and lead to the end of the pen hard stroke out.

He tensed his jaw and didn't speak for a long time. Xie suling's "hello" voice came from his mobile phone.

The pen was tightly clenched in the palm of his hand, the bones of his fingers were protruding and white. He lowered his head and looked at the place where the sharp point of the pen was scratched on the document. After a while, he said, "I know."

He left his mobile phone aside, raised his hand and kneaded his temple. He was so busy recently that he forgot what Ji yangkun had said to him a few days ago.

He suddenly gave a light "ha" and could not tell whether it was self mockery or anything else, but it sounded cold.

Xiao Cheng took a look at his face, and then looked at the document with a long mark: "general manager Ji, I'd better print a new document."

Ji Jinchuan held his forehead with one hand, pursed his cold thin lips without saying a word, and the expression on his face was hidden in the shadow.

Xiao Cheng looked at him, took the copy of the document that had been signed and returned.

After work, Ji Jinchuan returned to Nanhai Bay and entered the living room. Shen Youran was not there. He asked Wu Ma, "where is she?"

Wu Ma took his coat: "it's in the room upstairs."

Ji Jinchuan loosened his tie and walked upstairs. Just as he stepped on the last step, Shen leisurely came out of the bedroom with his clothes on.

He stopped at his feet: "did mom call you?"

Shen Youran was carrying a bag between her curved arms. Hearing his words, she wrapped her scarf and looked at him blankly: "no"

Ji Jinchuan glanced at her dress up: "are you going out?"

"Yes." December 31, the last day of the lunar year, is also the birthday of Zhou Hong's daughter. Qiu Shaoze called her and went to Zhou Hong's home to celebrate her daughter's birthday.

Ji Jinchuan did not ask her where to go: "mom called to let us go back to the old house."

"Good." Returning to her old house and going to Zhou Hong's, she naturally chose the former, not to mention Xie suling calling in person.

Ji Jinchuan turned and walked downstairs: "since you are ready, go."

Sitting in the car, she called Qiu Shaoze and told him that he had something to do. Qiu Shaoze had to complain about something. She didn't explain too much. She said "sorry" and hung up the phone.

When the car was heated, she took off her scarf and put it on her lap. "Mom suddenly asked us to go back. What's the matter?"

Ji Jinchuan looked at the front, did not answer her words, she looked at him in doubt, his profile line angular, expression of light almost no expression.

She repeated again, and he said, "maybe."

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