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Chapter 191 Unworthy

Ji Tingshen and Cheng Wanci did not stay in the old house for supper.

Ji Hongen just felt a little bit of a small family relationship between father and son, and wanted to see Ji Hongze please him in front of his son, so he was very unhappy:

"Why, you can't eat the food at home?"

Sometimes Ji Tingshen really wants to pry open the other person's head to see if the brain inside is as smooth and round as a globe.

It’s very unreasonable to say this, but Ji Tingshen really thinks so.

"I dare to eat the food in this house, but I dare not let my wife eat it."

This is straightforward and Ji Hongen and Cheng Wan were both stunned.

Ji Tingshen grabbed Cheng Wanci's hand, stopped looking at Ji Hongen's incredible face, and took the people away.

Cheng Wanci felt a thrill when he heard it, and he felt relieved after getting in the car.

Ji Tingshen hugged her shoulders and was still smiling: "Why, are you scared?"

Cheng Wanci subconsciously covered his lower abdomen.

Thinking of the "coincidence" of Ji Tingshen and Ji Tingyuan born on the same day of the same month and day in the same year, I realized for the first time what it means to marry into a wealthy family.

"I'm scared." She told the truth.

A sharp look slipped through Ji Ting's deep eyes: "What are you afraid of? Is there a husband here?"

It is normal for Cheng Wanci to be afraid.

Ji Tingshen's move today forced Liu Jie to feel "unwell", and he must have hated the couple to death.

He has not lived in the old house for many years, and his servants at home have probably been bribed by Liu Jie long ago. How could Ji Tingshen dare to continue living in the old house?

Besides, there is another Qu Shiyi.

The more Cheng Wanci thought about it, the more he became more and more afraid: "That thing about worshiping ancestors..."

Ji Tingshen said: "This time I worship my ancestors from Yujingyuan, Aunt Fang used to be an old man next to my mother. You can trust the housekeeper and ask them to help you, just pretend."

Cheng Wanci nodded: "So the matter of worshiping ancestors also touched the interests of second aunt, right?"

Ji Ting sneered: "I was too lazy to care about this kind of thing in the past, so it would be fine to let her earn a few bags every year. If she has a better attitude towards you and is more conscious of the current situation, you are pregnant now, it would be fine to let her continue to do these tasks. But do you think she deserves it?"

Cheng Wan's lyrics: "Not worthy."

The man leaned lazily on the back of the chair, speaking mercilessly.

If you think about it carefully, it is not easy for this person. If you have such a large company to manage, you won’t say that the people in your family are unreliable. I guess you have to stab him if you have the chance.

No wonder he moved out. If he lived in an old house, he would have to play house fights as a big man.

Cheng Wanci suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was much heavier.

The chin suddenly tightened.

Ji Tingshen came over and kissed her heavily on the lips:

"I just like your spirit. Remember, we will be a family in the future. No matter when you are, you have to stand by me."

In that family, except for the ignorant Ning'er, he is really isolated and helpless, right?

Cheng Wan's lyrics: "Okay."

She wouldn't say anything nice, the word "good" already made Ji Tingshen feel satisfied.

Ji Tingyuan stood on the second floor and watched the black car slowly drive out of the Ji family's old house.

Downstairs, Ji Hongze and Liu Jie are still arguing:

"...Don't you just think my son is in poor health and are afraid that he won't live long? Even if my son doesn't live to be thirty years old, that little bastard can't take his place!"

"What are you talking about? Are you the real mother who curses your son like this? I think you are so crazy!"

There were such quarrels in the past, but they would carry Ji Tingyuan on their backs.

Even in the eyes of his mother, he felt that he could not live to be thirty years old.


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