Beiming Yechen poked his head over to take a peek.
Master Beiming was so arrogant that he hit him with the cane in his hand...
"Be gentle, you just want a lame grandson?"
The old man carefully put the photo frame into the cabinet, closed the drawer, turned around and was about to scold Bei Mingyechen angrily. When he saw Ji Anan, his face immediately turned into a smile.
"What kind of mystery are you doing? I won't be allowed to see my grandmother's photo."
"My woman, what are you looking at!" The old man was very possessive.
Beiming Yechen smiled and looked at Ji An'an, "It is said that you look like my grandmother when she was young. I want to determine how similar you are."
Ji Anan smiled: "You look like your current grandfather!"
But the old man was not happy: "Nonsense, I'm more handsome than him."
Beiming Yechen: "..."
Holding Ji An'an's hand affectionately: "An'an is back, just in time to have lunch with grandpa. You see you are so thin that you should be back every day at noon!"
"Grandpa, your grandson has become as thin as a piece of paper... and you asked me to have lunch with you..."
"roll."
Bei Mingyechen, always thick-skinned, followed behind, sometimes tugging on Ji Anan's instant noodle head, sometimes winking.
Ji Anan took the opportunity to complain about how Beiming Shaoxi abused her...
"Can you ask him to withdraw the school's lawsuit?"
"An'an, don't worry, I will be your little cotton-padded jacket in winter, your ice cream in summer...the old superman in your life! I will kill all my relatives righteously..."
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During the meal, my grandfather and grandson talked about Beiming Shilan's return to China in the past two days.
Only then did Ji An'an find out that the Beiming family also had a granddaughter who had been studying in the UK.
She is two years older than Beiming Yechen and ranks second.
Ji Anan asked in confusion: "Then you should be called Third Young Master, why are you called Second Young Master?"
Master Beiming kept saying things that were not shocking: "Because he is the second one."
Ji Anan smiled. When she was happy, the old man was happy, and Beiming Yechen was happy with her.
The joyful atmosphere was suddenly hit by a big puff of cold air.
"Young Master, you are back. Have you had lunch?" Nurse Polti looked attentive.
Beiming Shaoxi's boots knocked against the marble floor and he walked into the restaurant coldly.
Usually the eldest young master never goes home at noon, and always eats lunch at the company. This is an unprecedented first time.
"If you bully An An and still want to eat, go and eat dog food!" the old man said domineeringly.
Beiming Shaoxi stood coldly at the dining table, staring at Ji Anan with a pair of wolf eyes.
The Oxford navy blue uniform has a lion embroidered on the shoulders and arms, so lonely and noble.
Your husband came to earth again, and it was raining all day.
She felt uncomfortable all over.
Bei Mingyechen, the last-hitting captain, couldn't hold it back: "Brother, you sent the little country girl to school this morning, and she didn't even know."
"..."
"If you continue to play the Cold War, it will become a backdrop."
Ji Anan kicked under the table.
The next second, her wrist was caught
Beiming Shaoxi seemed really angry, her pupils tightened, and regardless of the old man's shouting, he dragged her upstairs.
He kept waiting for her to beg for mercy.
She jumped directly to the old man and gave him orders.
He was completely ignored and spent a day and a half playing the Cold War game alone!
Ji Anan was dragged into the living room stumblingly and thrown onto the sofa.
She just bent over and sat up, and he knelt on the sofa with one knee, firmly suppressing her under his control.
The dangerous aura of a man completely covered her...