Seeing Ji Yin looking at Mu Qingchi, Jiang Yuru immediately walked over and held his hand, with a hint of blame on his tone.
"A Yin, why are you here now? Your elder brother and sister-in-law have been here for a while. Come on, I will introduce you to your elder sister-in-law to meet you."
Ji Yin was passively pulled by Jiang Yuru. He was obviously shocked by Mu Qingchi's appearance and had not reacted for a while.
Jiang Yuru is introducing each other to her and Mu Qingchi, "This is Ji Yin, the child I lost back then, is now recovered."
After she said that, she looked at Mu Qingchi, "She is Jiang Jingyao, your cousin. Now that she is married to your elder brother, you can't call her cousin, you can only call her sister-in-law."
Ji Yin's eyes fell on Mu Qingchi's face. Not a moment, Mu Qingchi's heart beat very fast.
She didn't know if he had recognized herself, and she couldn't recognize him no matter whether he had recognized herself or not.
She smiled stiffly at Ji Yin, "Hello, second brother!"
Mu Qingchi deliberately made her voice sound different from her usual speaking. The sound of her speaking made Ji Yin stunned. Isn’t this woman in front of her?
His Qingchi speaks very crisply, as nice as a yellow oriole coming out of the valley, and will never be as gentle as the woman in front of him.
His Qingchi never wears heavy makeup, and she is also charming to the whole country without makeup. So the woman with heavy makeup in front of her is just a person who looks like, and she will never be Qingchi.
Ji Yin had reacted and nodded stiffly, "Hello, sister-in-law!"
Ji Zhanbai sat quietly on the chair and looked at Ji Yin and Mu Qingchi.
He saw the shock in Ji Yin's eyes. He was waiting for Ji Yin to lose his composure, but his brother who was suddenly found was actually surprised by him.
He quickly returned to normal and called the woman Jiang Jingyao, the lady.
Haha, sister-in-law, if Jiang Jingyao is his sister-in-law, then what is the hug in the hospital sky garden that day?
Ji Yin asked his sister-in-law to make Mu Qingchi feel pain. Did he not recognize him?
Or is it forced by the situation?
He is no longer Song Yin, but Ji Yin. She is Jiang Yuru's son and the second young master of the Ji family. In front of so many people, he has difficulties. Even if he recognizes himself, he will not dare to do so.
Recognize each other?
Mu Qingchi felt a little sorry for him. Ji Yin did not recognize her. He must have passed this level tonight, right?
She thought to herself that Ji Zhanbai, who was sitting in the wheelchair, suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand. In Mu Qingchi's shock, Ji Zhanbai held her hand in the palm of his hand.
Mu Qingchi looked at Ji Yin like a conditioned reflex, and Ji Yin was also looking at them. His eyes fell on her hand that was shaking with Ji Zhanbai. Mu Qingchi clearly saw the pain in Ji Yin's eyes.
Mu Qingchi's heart suddenly tightened.
She knew nothing about what everyone said next, and later a few more people came to the Ji family.
Ji Zhanbai's second uncle Ji Hongyuan took his wife Lin Shuyi and his son Ji Xinjie, and his third uncle Ji Tiancheng and his wife Tian Huishan took his son Ji Xinnan and his daughter Ji Luoyi.
Mu Qingchi said hello to everyone stiffly. Ji Hongyuan and Ji Tiancheng and Mu Qingchi were average in their attitude towards Mu Qingchi, without any pickiness or enthusiasm, and were very indifferent.
Later, Ji Zhanbai's aunt Ji Xiangqin came. Ji Xiangqin came with her husband Lu Zhengyao and her son Lu Nanfeng, and made an extremely exaggerated sound when she entered the door.
"Zhan Bai, are you really doing well? I heard that I don't really believe it abroad. God is so jealous!"
Facing Ji Xiangqin and Ji Zhanbai, he still showed indifference and did not answer a single word.
Ji Xiangqin didn't feel embarrassed, immediately looked at Mu Qingchi, "Is this Jingyao? Oh, Jingyao is getting more and more beautiful!"
Ji Xiangqin stepped forward and held Mu Qingchi's hand, "You are really the lucky star of our Ji family."
Mu Qingchi was embarrassed and held his hand by Ji Xiangqin, not knowing what to say.