There was a lot of movement here, and Wen Shiqing also rushed over.

After making sure that Jiang was fine, he frowned: "What happened? Your classmate?"

Jiang Ji shrugged: "It's nothing, dog eats dog."

Song Nian blinked, looking at the man and Jiang Ji's handshake, a little puzzled: "Brother Jiang Ji, who is this?"

It was only then that Wen Shiqing noticed that there was a small one here. He gently raised his hand, grasped the young man's thin shoulders, and asked calmly, "Who is this?"

Jiang Ji: "..."

He coughed lightly, and couldn't help but laugh: "Why are you so vigilant? It wasn't born by me anyway."

Wen Shiqing smiled: "Of course I know it wasn't born by you, after all you..."

Jiang Ji: "?"

What do you want to say?

He looked at Wen Shiqing in horror.

I thought Wen Shiqing knew a lot!

As soon as Wen Shiqing saw his terrified eyes, he knew that Jiang Ji must have filled up a bunch of weird things in his head.

He tapped the seeds on his head, and smiled helplessly: "What are you thinking, I mean, you are only eighteen now, no matter what, you can't give birth to such a big girl."

Who knew that the words became darker and darker, Jiang Ji's eyes changed again, and what he said was: "You don't know what I'm thinking, how do you know I'm thinking wildly?"

Wen Shiqing: "..."

He fell silent.

So Jiang already felt that he was right, and suddenly he was arrogant, with his hips on his hips, and solemnly educated Wen Shiqing: "As a mature man, don't think about things all day long.Family, pretend to be..."

To pretend to be a lover.Jiang has suddenly become silent.

After being lectured by him, Wen Shiqing pressed his head with a light smile, and teased, "I didn't say what I was thinking, so how do you know I'm thinking wildly?"

He whispered: "Why don't you tell me, what are you thinking?"

Good guy, let's put this doll.

Jiang Ji shook his head and slapped his claws off, thinking it was an insult to him.

He was at a loss for words, and he couldn't say that he was thinking of a male mother...?

Oh back, he thought Wen Shiqing wanted him to have cubs!

Damn it, this damn dog man!

He couldn't make a fuss, so he just stared at him.

Seeing that they were very close, Song Nian gave up when he tried to talk several times but couldn't get in.

And silently lit a candle for Song Anzhi.

It's over, brother Jiang Ji's Chinese cabbage was overtaken by other pigs.

Her brother was hopeless.

There was no fight, and the security guards stood by after stopping them, and no other measures were taken.

On the other hand, Tang Suisui didn't look very well and had trouble breathing. He searched for the medicine and found that the medicine had been thrown somewhere, and he looked more fragile for a while.

Seeing this, the security guard hurriedly called an ambulance.

When the ambulance arrived, Mrs. Tang, who had heard the news, also rushed over. She couldn't stop crying when she saw Tang Suisui, and got into the ambulance with the stretcher.Before leaving, he glanced at Jiang Ji not far away.

But when he touched Wen Shiqing who was next to Jiang Ji, he looked away embarrassingly.Then he glared angrily at Song Anzhi who was standing beside him in a daze, and ordered him to follow with a cold voice.

Song Anzhi raised his head, his eyes darkened, he didn't look at Mrs. Tang, but at Jiang Ji who was standing opposite.

Jiang didn't know what to say to the people next to him. He raised his head suddenly. He met the young man's gaze unexpectedly, was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head hastily and awkwardly, not daring to look again.

Wen Shiqing saw that everything was settled here, so she pinched the young boy's face: "Let's go, today Auntie came to the house to make some of your favorite food."

Jiang already looked away and nodded.

Song Anzhi originally wanted to say something, but the momentary fear and panic made him miss the opportunity.

When looked up again, could only see the boy's back and the man beside him...

Song Anzhi didn't know this man, but he could tell that he was not an ordinary person, and that he was something that a man like him would never be able to reach in this lifetime.

He tightened his fingers.

Suddenly, he felt something, raised his head suddenly and saw the man slightly turned his head to look at him, his expression was indifferent, his smile no longer existed.

The man raised his hand vainly, and put his fingers on the boy's shoulders, his movements intimate.

It's like a silent demonstration.

Song Anzhi's pupils shrank and his face was pale.

Jiang no longer knows about these twists and turns, he has a big heart and doesn't care about them at all.

I just think about what delicious dishes my aunt cooks.

Thanks to Wen Shiqing's blessing, Jiang Ji can now eat without having to do it himself.

However, sometimes Jiang has come to enjoy cooking, but he has been busy with his studies recently, and the end of the term is approaching, so he rarely has time to fiddle.

When I got home, my aunt just brought out the dishes from the kitchen. Seeing that Jiang Ji and Wen Shiqing had returned, she immediately beamed with joy: "Sir, the young master is back."

Jiang already trotted over, and felt relieved when he saw the braised prawns, and wished he could do it now.

He was eager to try, but there was a cough behind him, he put down his paw silently, and obediently ran to the kitchen to wash his hands.

Seeing this, Wen Shiqing laughed, and nodded slightly to Aunt Li: "Thanks for your hard work."

Aunt Li shook her head: "Sir, I'm sorry, you can tell me if you need it in the future."

Wen Shiqing responded: "Let's eat together, how is your son?"

Hearing her son, Aunt Li's eyes lit up: "It's healed, thanks to the doctor introduced by my husband."

Wen Shiqing nodded: "That's good."

The conversation turned to the hospital again: "How is the situation with the old man these days?"

Aunt Li occasionally comes to cook at home, and the rest of the time she does odd jobs in the hospital to take care of her son.At the same time, her son's ward is next to the old man's.

Hearing this, Aunt Li lowered her eyes and said: "The situation of the old man is not optimistic. Mrs. Xu came to visit a while ago. I don't know what kind of dispute arose. The old man was so angry that he was sent to the ICU and almost couldn't get off the operating table."

Wen Shiqing smiled when he heard the words: "He has a hard life."

Aunt Li frowned: "I'm afraid there are only a few days left. Mr. Xu made preparations earlier. Mrs. Xu didn't give him much medicine. I'm afraid I can't bear it after so many days."

Mrs. Xu was impatient, perhaps because she was aggrieved by Wen Shiqing's too much, and she wanted her son to gain power as soon as possible, but if the old man survives, the equity will not be handed over to Xu Mucheng for a day, so she will be fascinatedheart orifice.

After being found out by Mr. Xu, she was flustered and even wanted to silence her. But that day, Mr. Xu's assistant came and interrupted her plan, so she had to leave in a hurry.

Later, the more thought about it, the more flustered felt, fearing that the old man would not give Xu Mucheng the shares.

But after thinking about it, he calmed down again. Xu Mucheng is the only grandson Xu Mucheng likes. If the old man is strong, he will never hand over the company to a side branch, let alone let him fall into Wen Shiqing's hands.

In the end, there was no one other than Xu Mucheng.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Xu gradually felt relieved.

At that time, Mrs. Xu was hiding in her room and sent a message to Xu Mucheng who was far away on the other side of the ocean, informing him of the situation at home.

Xu Mucheng didn't know that his mother was confused, and when he knew that his grandfather was dying, he collapsed on the seat.

He has not been doing nothing these days, on the contrary, he has done a lot, he has negotiated many cooperations, and intercepted Wen Shiqing's clients.

——These, before this, he was very contemptuous and disdained to do villain behavior.

But it's different now, he knows that if he wants to get Jiang Ji back, he has to kill Wen Shiqing.

Thinking of the youth full of attachment, Xu Mucheng was reluctant to let go of it for a long time.

He was pinching his phone, with his elbows across his forehead, looking tired.

Not long after, a bell rang in the silent office.

It belongs to Mrs. Tang.

He paused and pinched it off.