"What's the matter? You'll get into trouble outside all day long. You're not allowed to go anywhere tonight."
"No, I have to go out."
"At the end of the season, what do you want to do? You don't study well and hang out with people all day long. You are shameless and we still want it!"
Ji Momo looked at him sadly, "Who said I was fooling around outside? Ji Bingbing?"
"Don't change the subject for me. If you dare to step out of this door, I will break your legs."
Ji Momo frowned and said, "Tang Guirong is ill and is in the hospital. It's okay if I don't go. Let her biological daughter go."
"What?"
Song Bijun said in a sharp voice, "What does her illness have to do with Bingbing?"
"Ji Bingbing was born in her tenth month of pregnancy. Do you think it has anything to do with it?"
Now that everything has come to this point, Ji Momo crossed his arms and said, "I will go to the bedside to take care of you when you are sick. Who do you think you are my biological mother?"
"Don't show your courtesy in front of me, who cares?"
Ji Xincheng glared at his wife and asked in a stiff tone, "What disease does she have? Which hospital is she in?"
"Xincheng, why are you asking this? We agreed at the beginning that she would not be allowed to find any reason to approach us in the future."
"Okay, stop saying a word."
He looked at the end of the season and said, "Find her a caregiver, won't I give you money?"
"If she wants to go, can you still keep her?"
Unexpectedly, Ji Momo threw her schoolbag on the sofa and said, "Okay, you can make arrangements. She is in Room 1103 of the Internal Medicine Ward of the City Hospital."
Song Bijun opened her mouth in surprise, "You, you're not going out?"
"Isn't it time to start dinner? I'm hungry and want to eat."
The couple looked at each other, Song Bijun curled her lips and went upstairs to ask Ji Bingbing to come down for dinner.
Ji Xincheng was the only one in the living room, and the ointment was in his trouser pocket. He hesitated for a long time, and just as he was about to take it out for Ji Momo, Song Bijun and Ji Bingbing came down from upstairs.
He let go of his hand and the ointment fell into his pocket.
He eats without talking and sleeps without talking! At the end of the season, he was busy working on the meal. The three members of the Ji family felt it was strange.
Because Ji Momo was too rude in the past, he couldn't sit or stand properly, and he would put one leg on the stool when eating, like a little ruffian, which would arouse Ji Xincheng's anger every time.
She was surprisingly quiet tonight, and Ji Bingbing had been secretly observing her.
Finally unable to hold herself back, she smiled and said to Song Bijun, "Mom, don't forget to come to the concert next week."
"It's on Tuesday? How could I forget? That was our Bingbing's first performance at the Grand Theater."
"Mo Mo, you go too, I'm the cello soloist, come and give me courage."
Ji Momo put down his chopsticks, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.
Of course she knew that Ji Bingbing had a performance, so she lured her there, and then deliberately let reporters film her breaking her cello, which made her unable to perform normally. She had to change the program temporarily and chose to sing solo, and she shined at the party.
Limelight.
"I'm not interested." She stood up and said.
"Not interested? Bingbing invites you to go to give you face, why don't you refuse?"
“Is it amazing to perform at the Opry?”
"Of course, you think that's the cabbage patch at the end of your village?"
"Haha! I can also perform, but it's a pity that I'm really not interested and waste my time on meaningless things. How annoying!"
"At the end of the season, why don't you pretend that you can die?"
It’s really ridiculous. How could something like this crawl out of your belly? You must be a capital maniac!