Chapter 63

Outside the study on the first floor, Tian Fu Hei is guarding the door. Ji zhanrui, Ke Hanqing and Qin Dingding are sitting on the sofa in the living room. They often look at the door, but nothing comes from it.

"What do you think the old man will say to Xiaoru?" Qin Tingding didn't like Ji Ting very much at first sight. She felt that she was similar to her father in the family. She often worried that the world would not be in chaos, but she was shrewd in making small calculations everywhere. It was hard for her to get rid of her bad breath.

"Old man? Ha ha, I think you are the only one who dares to call him that Ke Hanqing can't help holding his stomach and laughing. His eyes catch a glimpse of Ji zhanrui sitting on the other side. Obviously, he is absent-minded now. Is he worried about Fang Mengru?

"Like you call my dad?" Qin Tingding can't help satirizing Ke Hanqing. She guessed how her father would annoy Ke Hanqing early in the morning, so she got ready early in the morning. As soon as she saw Ke Hanqing, she ran away.

"You, how do you know?" Ke Hanqing's body froze and she searched in her mind. She didn't seem to hear him calling her father like that, did she?

"Ah, they are a little alike." As if he understood something, Ke Hanqing put a faint smile on the corner of her mouth and fell on the sofa, slowly pondering.

"It's fun to tease him. It's treacherous like a fox." Qin Dingding nodded and agreed, and so on. Shouldn't she be more concerned about Xiaoru now?

"Ah Chou --" Ji Ting rubbed his nose and said with a bright smile, "it seems that the three guys outside are very dissatisfied with me. They must be speaking ill of me."

"Mr. Ji." Since Fang Mengru agreed to come down with Ji ting on the second floor, she has been thinking about how to call Ji ting.

"Well? I haven't seen you for many years. The address has changed. " Even when he was laughing, Fang Mengru was also vaguely aware of Ji Ting's displeasure and the shivering in his eyes.

"Grandfather Ji." Fang Mengru mumbled for a long time, and then slowly called out. As soon as he said that, his little face was dyed with two red halos, which made Ji Ting laugh. For so many years, the girl had not changed. When he called him, Ji's grandfather would blush.

"Tell grandfather Ji how your mother and daughter have been together for so many years, and how did you and Zhan Rui meet each other?" After Ji Ting sits down, he signals Fang Mengru to sit down.

The furnishings of the whole room are as familiar and nostalgic as they were 17 years ago. Fang Mengru gently sat down on the sofa she sat on when she was a child. Time seemed to go back to that time. At that time, her mother had not died, and she often came to Ji's home to play, as if to meet someone, but she couldn't remember who.

Time and years, once recalled, seem to become endless topic, about Fang Jinger's death, and stepfather's family, every word, let Fang Mengru deeply fell into the scene, heartache.

Later, when it comes to meeting Ji zhanrui in the airport, Fang Mengru hesitates about Mochi. But in the end, she still tells the whole story. She treats Ji Ting like an elder and can't hide it.

"Grandfather Ji, don't worry. It's not what the newspaper says. I've explained the two groups of photos. The young master doesn't like me at all." Fang Mengru tried to squeeze out a smile, but the sadness in her eyes betrayed her heart.

"Why don't you tell Zhan Rui about your childhood?" Ji Ting thought Fang Mengru was the most likely person to destroy his plan, but now she knows that she never thought of telling Ji zhanrui that she had.

"At that time, we were still young. It was decided by mother Ji and my mother. We can't take it seriously." Hold it. Don't cry. It's true, isn't it? Fang Mengru clenched her hands and tried to hold back the tears in her eyes. She sucked her nose carefully.

"Besides, I found that he didn't remember me at all." Even though she reminds herself, Fang Mengru's heart is still in pain like a knife cut. When she droops her head, a tear hits the back of her hand and she quickly erases it.

Disdain to rely on once bound love? As expected, she is Fang jing'er's daughter. She has only Fang jing'er's idea of love. She doesn't rely on pity and sympathy to exchange for love. Otherwise, Fang jing'er would not have left the Ji family with Fang Mengru.

"Zhan Rui lost his memory. Almost a year after you left, his parents took him out to play. As a result, the car ran out of control and ran out of the cliff." Ji Ting no longer has scruples, very frank that year all plans: "in order not to let him think of that painful memory, so for so many years, Ji family up and down no one dares to mention that year's things, I hope you can help me keep a secret."

"I've seen that news, but I didn't expect that it was Ji's father and Ji's mother. It was such a coincidence." Fang Mengru nodded thoughtfully. It turned out that he was amnesia, and he didn't really forget her. He didn't find her for so many years. It was also because grandfather Ji didn't want him to think of that painful memory that he didn't tell him everything.

"What a coincidence? What do you mean Ji Ting catches a sentence in Fang Mengru's words. Is Fang Jinger dead that day?!

"My mother hanged herself that day, too." The eyebrow angle is gloomy, and the scene of that year flashed through Fang Mengru's brain. Fang Jinger's feet are swaying in the air. Her little hand needs a lot of effort to hook her feet, and then she wails.

What a coincidence? Ji Ting frowned. Although he knew Fang Jinger had passed away for so many years, he never noticed the day when she died. It was just an ordinary accident. He didn't even ask the cause of her death. Now, how could a tough woman hang herself?What's more, when she left the Ji family, she vowed to raise Dafang Mengru by herself. When you think about it carefully, the strange things are not one or two. Isn't it a coincidence?

"Girl, you've suffered for so many years. If you hadn't been busy with the accident, I'm afraid you wouldn't have suffered this crime." Ji Ting is always in debt to Fang Jinger. If it had not been for him, maybe Fang Jinger would not have met Lin Lin Chang and Fang Mengru.

"Just, I hope you can promise me something." Ji Ting hesitated and said, "stay away from Zhan Rui. I don't want him to remember that painful memory because of you."

Do you want to stay away from Ji zhanrui? How far? Fang Mengru's whole life stays, time stagnates at this moment, will she never see Ji zhanrui again? What about the man who made her cry and hurt her? The man who found her in a group of people? She was reluctant to give up.

"I know that MOJIN has always been very attentive to you. If you like, I can let him take you away from here." Ji Ting put away his playfulness. At the moment, he is seriously thinking about Ji zhanrui.

"You also said that Zhan Rui doesn't remember you, so after you leave, time will let you return to your normal life." Ji Ting sees that Fang Mengru is frozen. He feels a little uncomfortable. He was Fang Jinger then, but now he is Fang Mengru. How much does he owe the mother and daughter?!

"Grandpa Ji, stop talking." Tears burst the dike and ran down her cheek. Fang Mengru blinked her big eyes and looked at Ji ting. She shook her head in pain: "I know the identity is different. I also know that the times have changed. He never said he likes me. Everything is my wishful thinking."

as like as two peas in a moment, she could not tell what the woman in front of her was Fang Jing Er, or Fang Mengru. Why did two people speak with the same tone and voice?

"I just want to ask, if I leave, he will not think of those painful things? And it won't bring him any more unnecessary trouble? " Fang Mengru wiped the tears off her face with her sleeve. Bei Chi bit her upper and lower lips and held back the cry and tears.

"Yes." Just like the conversation 17 years ago, Ji Ting still gave a one word affirmative answer, but now it seems that his decision at that time may not be right, but what about in the future? He didn't know.

"OK, I'll go back to pack up after watching brother MOJIN." Fang Mengru nodded heavily, long pain is not as good as short pain, just like Ding Ding said, either hold tight to let go, she needs to make an end, even if it is reluctant, as long as she can hide in the dark secretly love him.

No matter how bad Ji zhanrui is to her, she still loves him, which is an indelible fact.