At dinner, Ji Cheng remembered what the housekeeper reported to him today.

He frowned and looked at Ji Wuyou unhappily. "I heard you dismissed your foreign language teacher today? Give me a reason."

He can invite him to be a teacher for Ji Wuyou. He has carefully selected and interviewed everyone in person.

Talent ranks high in the whole country of China.

In Ji Cheng's eyes, Ji Wuyou's dismissal of the teacher is undoubtedly making trouble for him.

In order to study without worry, he has to look for new teachers again.

Hearing Ji Cheng's words, Su Yan sent a mouthful of fish to her mouth without changing her face. She looked straight at Ji Wuyou.

Ji Wuyou's thin eyelids drooped slightly to hide a smile in his pupils.

Thin lips gently opened, "he looks too ugly, which will affect my enthusiasm for learning."

"Bang -"

Hearing Ji Wuyou's casual answer, Ji Cheng was so angry that he almost broke the table.

"Nonsense!! he has been working for Ji family for two years. Why didn't you dislike him before? It's just that he doesn't like you at this time?!"

This is what Ji Cheng can't understand.

But Ji Cheng didn't think about Su Yan, because he knew his son's uncertain character too well.

"Well..."

Ji Wuyou looked at Ji Cheng, who was furious. He raised his eyebrows with a smile. His eyes were indifferent. "Do you need a reason to see a person unhappy? Just like I always hate this woman."

He lengthened his fingers and slowly nodded Xiong Peilan, who was ugly, with a wry smile.

"Bastard!"

Ji Chengqi's temples jumped suddenly. He covered his heart and sat back in his chair.

"Do you still pay attention to me?"

In any case, Xiong Peilan was brought back to the Ji family by him. How could Jicheng be happy when his son is singing against himself all day?

"Tut," Ji Wuyou's eyes were cool and thin, "why don't I call her mother, so are you satisfied?"

Xiong Peilan's eyes lit up and restrained her excitement.

Ji Cheng's face was black. "What are you playing with?"

Don't say Ji Wuyou is willing, Ji Cheng is not willing! In his heart, even Xiong Peilan is now called Mrs. Ji. But I still can't escape the identity of a vase and plaything.

Ji Wuyou's mother is the one he married openly and worshipped heaven and earth in front of both parents!

Later, no matter how many women Ji Cheng brought back, none of them had such an honor.

"Hiss..."

Ji Wuyou silently hooked his lips, and his dark eyes fell on Xiong Peilan's stiff face.

Happy mood.

Su Yan looked at Xiong Peilan and his face changed. As long as Ji Wuyou didn't like him, he had many ways to embarrass him.

This man is actually very vicious.

Holding her chin, she exchanged a look with Ji Wuyou, and both saw through each other's thoughts.

Ji Wuyou beat Xiong Peilan in the face with Ji Cheng's hand. Nothing hurts people more than Ji Cheng's attitude.

It also makes Xiong Peilan deeply realize that she is not irreplaceable. Even if she really threatens Ji Wuyou, her position as Mrs. Ji may be taken back at any time.

The seemingly stable position is actually in jeopardy.

"Mom, uncle, I want to discuss something with you."

Seeing the stagnant atmosphere in the dining room, Su Yan sat next to Ji Wuyou and said sweetly.

"Oh? What does Rouge want to say?"