Chapter 8

Ji Ge rushed up to the second floor and walked into the bedroom. After thinking about it, he ran down to call someone, but he didn't think about it. He rushed out of the gate and entered the garage. He suddenly remembered that the car had been damaged and had to be repaired. Liang took out his phone and saw that it was out of battery, so he went back and picked up the charger to charge it up and turned it on, wanting to call Duan Lian.

The bell rang for a while before the other party picked up the phone. Ji Ge said in a hurry: "Duan Lian, that bitch fell down just now and said I pushed it, but I didn't touch her at all. Song Haoming said If that child has anything to do with that bitch, he will use our Ji family as a backing, what to do, what to do, grandpa is so old, hoot."

The other party listened patiently to Ji Ge's crackling speech, and Ji Ge was already crying.

"Wipe your tears, it's useless to cry at this time." The sudden male voice really stopped Ji Ge, why did Duan Lian's voice change?

"Duan Lian? You're not Duan Lian?" Ji Ge also forgot to cry, now he wanted to figure out who the other party was.

"Of course not, you didn't look at the number when you called, or did you want to call me on purpose?" The other party chuckled.

"Oh, let me take a look." Ji Ge took down the phone and looked carefully, it was clearly the words Mu Sixiu.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I made a wrong call." Ji Ge hung up the phone, wiped away his tears, and tried to dial again when Mu Sixiu called again.

"Hey, I made a mistake just now." Ji Ge thought that Mu Sixiu was looking for trouble for him.

"It is indeed your fault that you made a mistake, but since I know about it, I can't pretend that I don't know it. In this way, you

Rest well at home and leave it to me. "Mu Sixiu comforted Ji Ge.

"But..." Ji Ge felt quite embarrassed, and asked outsiders to help him with housework.

"Then you have a better way?" Mu Sixiu asked her back.

"No." Ji Ge answered simply.

"Then honestly sleep at home and remember to eat! It will be bad if you starve to death." After speaking, Mu Sixiu hung up the phone, and cursed at Ji Ge into the microphone, "Can't you talk properly?"

For some reason, Ji Ge had a kind of trust in Mu Sixiu. She felt that Mu Sixiu would definitely get things done, so she obediently ordered takeaway, ate well, and went to bed.

I don’t know how long I’ve been asleep for this sleep. When Ji Ge was woken up by the ringing of the phone, it was already dark. As soon as the call was connected, I heard Duan Lian’s happy voice: “Baby, where are you? It’s such a big deal. Why don't you tell me about it?"

Ji Ge rubbed his hair, as if he had news to tell Duan Lian, as if he was cut off by someone later, by the way, Mu Sixiu.

"Duan Lian, I was looking for you but..." Before Ji Ge finished speaking, he heard someone ringing the doorbell.

Wearing slippers, he walked downstairs, "Open the door, baby, I'm already at your door." Hearing Duan Lian's words, Ji Ge ran to the gate and opened it.

"Baby, you're amazing, you've cleaned up that scumbag and bitch." Duan Lian hugged Ji Ge and kissed him hard.

"What happened, I don't know, I slept at home all afternoon." Ji Ge gossipingly pulled Duan Lian, what good thing did he miss?

"

Ouch, don't you know? Didn't you secretly conduct a paternity test on Luo Yuanyuan's child? That result, hahahaha, that child is not Song Haoming's, and has nothing to do with Song Haoming's money. You didn't see that Song Haoming's face turned green and shone brightly. At that time, he left Luo Yuanyuan and left, shouting I can't even shout, it's too funny, let's celebrate baby. It's my pleasure to treat you today. "Duan Lian spattered his saliva as he spoke, and his whole face glowed with joy.

But Ji Ge was not very happy, but Duan Lian was already so happy that he didn't see Ji Ge's expression.

"Hurry up and change your clothes, dress nicely, don't dress up like a nun all day, and you are not short of money, let's go shopping today, I want to wear a skirt, do you want to see it?" Duan Lian's last sentence was rather It aroused Ji Ge's interest. Duan Lian has been like a kid since he was a child, and he is even more indistinguishable when he grows up. Wherever he goes, everyone thinks that Duan Lian is Ji Ge's younger brother. Duan Lian is half a head shorter than Ji Ge.

"Okay then, just wait for me."

"No, I'll go up with you, and I'll help you choose clothes." I have to say that Duan Lian is in a good mood today.

The two went upstairs, opened the closet, and Duan Lian complained for a while, "You say that you have money in your own family, and you also have money when you marry a husband. Why don't you buy some decent clothes? You can't choose at all. I'd rather wear the dress you wore yesterday, it suits you quite well."

I looked at the casual clothes that were all black, white and gray, but they didn't suit my current mood. These three years have forced a good person into what kind of situation.

Ji Ge put on the clothes he got from Mu Sixiu yesterday again, and with his long hair draped behind his head, Duan Lian praised him, thinking that the school belle back then has become a joke now.