In any case, this wave of situation is considered to be under control, and it has also taken advantage of the situation to promote equal rights and promote movies. It is a win-win situation for the time being.

Ji Yuyan breathed a sigh of relief. She went to change into comfortable home clothes, and then called Zhong Qingyu to care about her father's body, and took a look.

"Mom, it's me. How is Dad today, is your cold better?"

Zhong Qingyu was cooking and was using the speakerphone. Before she could answer, Ji Changsong said coldly, "It's good that you can take care of yourself."

Ji Yuyan was startled and choked. Listen to the voice, is there enough air?

Zhong Qingyu turned off the speakerphone, waved his hand, and motioned Ji Changsong to go out. Ji Changsong stood reluctantly for a while and walked out of the kitchen with a snort.

"Your father is fine, you don't have to worry, you just take care of yourself." She paused and asked, "Where are you now?"

"I'm at Axiu's house." Ji You said truthfully.

Zhong Qingyu was silent for two seconds, then asked, "With her mother?"

"No, Auntie lives upstairs and doesn't live with us. She's going up to prepare lunch for me now."

Zhong Qingyu hated that iron was incompetent: "Then she went up to prepare, so you can stay downstairs with peace of mind?"

Ji Youyan: "?" Or else?

"Didn't you say in your letter that her mother is not very satisfied with you? It's nothing like you, so whoever is satisfied? Anyway, it's all your elders. You can't help you now that you're injured, but at least you have to have an attitude. You just stand by and watch her prepare, and they feel comfortable. Why are you so stunned. "

Ji Youyan was stunned by the scolding, and then laughed. After she got married, her mother was teaching her to deal with the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

"Mom, thank you." She said sincerely.

Zhong Qingyu knew what she was talking about. She sighed and said sullenly: "No matter what, I have done my duty as a parent. I tried my best to persuade you, but you didn't listen. So if you really regret it in the future, don't blame me for not stopping you. ."

"I won't regret it."

"I also hope you won't regret it." Up to now, she only hoped that Ji Youyan would really have a good life. "Your father still needs a little time, I'll tell you something."

"It's okay, take your time." With Zhong Qingyu's answer, Ji Youyan gained calm confidence.

Zhong Qingyu sneered lightly. Now, take it slow, what were you worried about before? She didn't expose it, but changed the subject and told Ji You to say: "You are taking care of your body now, what do you want to eat and if you are embarrassed to tell her mother directly, tell Jingxiu and let her go and tell her mother. What does her mother do, you You have to give her face and cheer up a bit, if there is something really unpalatable, you can just talk to Jingxiu in private, don't say it stupidly."

Ji Youyan smiled and said, "Okay, I see, I'm not that stupid."

"If you're not so stupid, just go up and see how they're doing. Do you want them to bring it to you to eat?"

Ji You Yan was very kind, so he hurriedly picked up the voice and went upstairs after sending a message to Jing Shurong.

When she went upstairs, Jing Shurong was almost ready and said that she was about to send it down. Ji Youyan quickly and sensible said that there was no need, the two of them would just eat upstairs, and also for the next two days.

Although Jing Shurong didn't say anything directly, Ji Youyan could sense that Jing Shurong was surprised and satisfied that she was able to take the initiative to go upstairs. Sure enough, the one who understands the mother's mind the most is the mother? Ji Youyan secretly rejoiced that he picked up a game.

So in the afternoon, when it was time to make dinner, Ji Youyan deliberately went to accompany Jing Shurong in the morning to prepare dinner. She couldn't do anything with her hand hurt, she just huddled beside the kitchen to accompany Jing Shurong to gossip and ask some interesting things about Jingxiu's childhood.

When all mothers mentioned their children, the chatterbox seemed impossible, and Jing Shurong was no exception. During dinner time, Ji Youyan not only covered many interesting stories about Jingxiu's childhood, but also gained a lot of favorability from Jing Shurong.

After dinner, Jing Shurong went to the theater to watch a play, and he invited Ji Youyan to go with him. Ji Youyan politely refused, considering that his appearance might bring unnecessary disturbances.

She went downstairs and returned home, looking at the sunset outside the floor-to-ceiling window, feeling at ease in body and mind, and suddenly had the desire to write songs. She went to the study to get pen and paper, went to the music room to hold a guitar, and went to the lounge chair on the balcony. It was only when she needed to use the guitar that she realized that she couldn't play it now, but this did not hinder her interest in writing songs.

She crossed her legs, bathed in the evening wind, humming and enjoying herself.

Jingxiu returned home after the performance, and when he entered the living room, he saw Ji Yuyan's figure with his back to her on the balcony. Jingxiu got closer and saw that she was wearing earphones, one leg was straight, the other was bent over a piece of paper, and she was humming and recording. The lamp shades her tall and slender figure, reflecting her whole body more and more warm and graceful. Jingxiu felt that her whole body seemed to emit a soft light.

Quiet and beautiful, it was the scene she was most familiar with and loved the most. Jingxiu was reluctant to break such a picture. She looked at her tenderly for a while, quietly took a photo with her mobile phone, and turned around to move a chair over to sit with Ji Youyan.

When she turned around, her shadow swayed on Ji Youyan's book, and Ji Youyan reflexively looked behind her.

"Axiu..." She took off her earphones and said happily.

Jingxiu stopped and turned around to see Ji Youyan's happy smile. The corners of his lips were curved, and his dark eyes were shining.

"Are you writing a song?" she asked quietly.

Ji Youyan reached out to hold her hand, and said slyly: "You eavesdrop on my singing." She pulled Jingxiu to the side of her reclining chair and sat, hugging her waist and smiling: "It's true, how long have you eavesdropped? ?"

Jingxiu said in disbelief, "I'm standing upright, and you didn't notice it yourself." She curled her lips slightly and laughed deliberately, "Besides, are you singing? Why do I only hear a pig humming? ."

Ji Youyan laughed lowly, put his hand on the itchy flesh of Jingxiu's waist, and said in a dangerous tone, "Are you sure?"