September has entered, and the weather in C City is not as hot as it was a few days ago. [26nbsp;]
The phone rang and was called by the decoration design company: "Mr. Ye, your bathtub is ready. Everything is done according to your wishes. Now, the entire decoration has been completed. Do you want to come and have a look?"
"Thank you, I'll see you tomorrow."
The night breeze was blowing, and the crowd rushed home in the night. Ye Jia hung up the phone and was in a very happy mood. The decoration of the new house has been completed, from design to decoration, he is a famous designer friend who just returned from abroad.
He liked the whole style very much, and he thought she would also like it very much.
Just as he was thinking, a friend called: "Ye Jia, are you still satisfied with the new house being renovated?"
"Satisfied, very satisfied." He smiled, "You have to filter all the details for me. I will accept it tomorrow. If there is a little dissatisfaction, you will definitely be asked to rework, haha..."
"Ye Jia, you are underestimating me. I have so many customers, no matter how picky I am, I can satisfy everyone. Besides, I used the design of your new house this time, and I guaranteed it to be perfect..."
"Okay, okay, if you are really perfect, I will definitely invite you."
"You will be satisfied."
"I am satisfied but I don't count. I have to be satisfied with another person. If she is a little dissatisfied, I will still call you to rework."
"Who is more picky than you? Ye Jia, are you using a golden house to hide your charm? Wow, I must come and see Gillian who sees you..."
"You will definitely be able to see it another day, haha."
Mrs. Ye and Shanshan were chatting in the living room. When they saw their son coming back, they quickly ordered the kitchen to prepare for dinner.
"Cousin, you're back."
"Shanshan is here too."
"Shanshan went shopping with me today."
Ye Jia thought that Lin Jiani was not here anymore, Shanshan often came to accompany her mother now, which is better than Lin Jiani.
Seeing his son smiling, Mrs. Ye smiled and said, "Son, are there anything good today? I'm in such a good mood?"
Ye Jia nodded. He was in a very happy mood all day long. Seeing his mother's smile, he amplified this happiness. "Of course I feel better when I go home for dinner."
"When will your mouth become so sweet? Go and wash and prepare for dinner. I cooked you a lot of side dishes that you like tonight."
"Thank you mom."
Ye Jia washed it out briefly, and the table was filled with exquisite side dishes. He looked at his mother and Shanshan and asked, "Dad will not come back tonight?"
"Your father and boss are going to attend an important banquet, and I'm afraid you'll be back very late."
Ye Jia was very satisfied with this dinner. After the meal, he chatted with his mother and Shanshan in the living room.
My son is in such a good mood, and it is the best time to talk to him about this matter. Mrs. Ye took the opportunity to ask her son: "Have you met Feng Feng recently?"
Ye Jia shook her head. She hadn't seen her for a long time, so she felt very anxious. Tomorrow, she would definitely go to find her tomorrow.
When Mrs. Ye saw her son shook her door, she thought to herself that they hadn't met for a long time. She breathed a sigh of relief and took out a recorder: "Son, I'll give you something."
Ye Jia looked at his mother curiously. How could her mother take out such a thing? Where did she come from? Is there anything to use a tool like a recorder?
The recording pen works very well, but every sound seems a bit out of tune inside, thick and quarrel, as if some kind of object is scraped on the frosted glass. As he listens, his face changes.