As soon as Jiang Ji finished speaking, Ji Mingzhu and Lian Tang stopped the movements in their hands, and their postures were still on the struggles.

For a moment, his eyes were stunned.

Ji Mingzhu looked up and saw that the lights in the car were a little dimmed, so she couldn't see his expression clearly.

On the contrary, there was a light from the street lights outside the car that hooked out his slightly pursed lips.

Seeing this, Lian Tang took advantage of this silence and walked around Ji Mingzhu, exerted a little force, and gently pushed her.

Ji Mingzhu was not prepared and turned around to look at her.

"I'll leave first." Lian Tang smiled, "My car is constantly stopping here, opposite!"

Lian Tang just brought her here? Ji Mingzhu, who accidentally stepped into the big pit, whispered viciously.

She opened her mouth slightly and was about to speak, but Lian Tang pushed her over, "Get in the car quickly, I'm waiting for you. Besides, the car can't stop here for too long."

Lian Tang disappeared after he said that, and he slipped faster than the mouse.

Ji Mingzhu thought of ten thousand ways to cure Lian Tang, then she took the steps and opened the car door directly.

It was not the first time she had taken Jiang Ji's car. She closed the door and said directly to the driver in the front seat, "Uncle Lin."

Uncle Lin smiled kindly, "Hello Miss Mingzhu."

Ji Mingzhu nodded, and his eyes looked at the person sitting next to her.

Jiang Ji's legs overlapped gracefully, and his former straight back leaned back against the seat, with his eyes half closed.

I looked so tired, and I don’t know where I came here.

Unlike the car-mounted fragrance in the general car compartment, the smell that hits the surroundings is clean and clear.

It is like a coniferous forest after the first clearance, covered with soft snow.

Ji Mingzhu found a comfortable position to hang out, took out her cell phone, and started to work on her own business again.

The silence in the car was first broken by Jiang Ji.

“Where tonight?”

Ji Mingzhu had lowered her head, but she said without thinking about it, "I'll go home tonight."

Not long after she returned to China, she was pressed by her relatives with Jiang Ji. What she said was a good idea was to live together, but in fact it was the words of the older generation of matchmakers.

Going further back, the Ji family and the Jiang family are family friends, and they have been working together for a long time in business. Their ancestors who have been together for several generations have good relationships and are very close.

As time went by, to Ji Mingzhu and Jiang Ji's generation, both families were particularly pleasing to each other, so they hit it off and turned into a marriage.

Speaking of cohabitation, Ji Mingzhu has not lived with Jiang Ji yet. She has a lot of things and has moved in one after another. She has not completely cleaned up yet. Therefore, several days have passed since the beginning of cohabitation, and she is still sleeping at her own house.

Jiang Ji was even more invisible. Jiang's group changed hands a while ago. He took charge of the overall situation, but he did not hold a firm position. He had to deal with a series of subsequent matters and could not get rid of it.

Today, Jiang Ji came to pick up Ji Mingzhu, which was the second time they could not escape after they were caught off guard and were arranged to live together.

"Uncle Lin, go to Ji's house." Jiang Ji ordered indifferently.

Uncle Lin responded, "Okay, Second Young Master."

After leaving the Lishe Street, the low-key car slowly drove out of the main urban area. After turning back to the coastal road, the dark body sank into the night.

While waiting for the red light, Uncle Lin looked at the rearview mirror and looked at the rear seat.

There was only a small orange light on the top of the carriage, which blew away, and isolated the two sitting.

The two did not communicate or meet with sight, but they merged strangely.

Ji Mingzhu leaned on the side with her slender wrist twisted, holding the phone with one hand, and the dark light emitted by the screen showed half of her face. Since what Jiang Ji said just now, there has been no sound, just sitting quietly, his eyes facing out the window.

One is as bright as a rose, the other is as clear as cedar.

Not to mention anything else, in terms of appearance, these two people are born with a perfect fit as planned by God.

Uncle Lin slowly withdrew his gaze and happily drove the playback button of the car speaker.

...

When Ji Mingzhu returned home, she was brightly lit.

Jizhai and Jiangzhaidou are located near the south of Yincheng, surrounded by mountains and are mostly quiet and quiet. The foundation of this piece has been passed down for several generations and has a history of nearly a hundred years. The villa is next to the half-mountain villa on the left and the Nanyuan Manor on the right.

Those who can go here on weekdays are either rich or noble.

The Jiang family and the Ji family are close to each other, and the location of their new homes is a bit far apart, just near the city center.

Uncle Lin parked the car outside the main house. Ji Mingzhu didn't ask her to take her to the door. It was dark and it was not convenient to ask someone to open the door. It would be better to walk in a few steps by yourself.

She pushed open the dark fence and crossed the garden. Before she could step forward, she heard the joy of different pasts.

Ji Mingzhu opened the door and didn't make a big noise, but it was enough to interrupt the person who was having a good conversation inside.

"Mingzhu is back?" Shu Yuhua looked at the entrance, smiling and her voice was soft.

She doesn't look old when she is over forty years old, and she is well maintained. She whispers the soft and glutinous accent of a woman in Jiangnan, and she looks like spring when she sees people.

When Ji Mingzhu changed her shoes, Shu Yuhua slowly spoke again, "Is it tired after shopping so late? The weather is so cold, will I ask Sister Li to make a cup of tea to warm your stomach?"

She seemed caring tone, but she always sat on the sofa, without any intention of getting up, and there were several women of similar age around her.

Ji Mingzhu was too lazy to respond and ignored her kindness. She just lifted her eyelids slightly, and walked around for a while, asking directly, "My dad didn't come back today?"

The group of women who had been surrounding Shu Yuhua before were still smiling happily before, but now they were silent.

Shu Yuhua's face paused a little, and then he quickly realized, "You say little, he is in the study room upstairs."

After hearing this, Ji Mingzhu threw her over and carried her bag and went upstairs.

Shu Yuhua sat in place, her face stiffened for a long time before she could soothe.

...

Ji Mingzhu entered the room, hooked the door with her feet, and threw herself into the soft mattress, with all kinds of thoughts.

When she was very young, Ji's mother went there due to a plane crash. At the age when she had not yet cast her memories of her mother, her only father in the world.

Ji Shaoyan was originally a powerful family in Yincheng. In addition, he was born in a romantic and elegant manner. He was famous before his marriage. Less than a year after his wife passed away, countless women came to him.

But the cynical young master changed his sexual nature after his wife was killed. No matter how the Ji clan members persuaded him, he never renewed his marriage.

Although there are occasional scandals, no woman has ever been able to enter the house.

In recent years, the Shu family has been trying hard to get this marriage, but Ji Shaoyan has never been naive to others and has not revealed his intention to agree. Ji Mingzhu knew about Shu Yuhua before returning to China, but she didn't expect that someone from Shu family would move directly into Ji's house.

Ji Mingzhu was still in deep thought. Not long after, her door was knocked lightly twice, neither light nor heavy.

Ji Mingzhu's face was buried in the pillow, and she was muffled. She just thought it was Sister Li, "Sister Li, come in directly."

There was no imaginary response. She felt something was wrong. She raised her eyes and saw Ji Shaoyan who had already entered the room.

After they got off, they met again. Until tonight, Ji Mingzhu was still sighing that time was like amber, condensed Ji Shaoyan's appearance in the past, and there was no change at all, just like the past.

"Dad, why are you here?"

"Why can't I come over?" Ji Shaoyan's eyes were full of smiles, "Look at our little princess being unhappy, come and take a look."

Ji Mingzhu hummed heavily from her nose and turned her head away.

Ji Shaoyan, who was running lightning outside, said softly at this moment, "How are you and Jiang Ji?"

Ji Mingzhu was bored for a while, but she didn't look up. It took a long time to respond, "It's just like that."

Ji Shaoyan let her make a fuss, "Remember to cover it with a quilt tonight. If you have any favorites and what you want recently, you can tell your father."

Ji Mingzhu: "Oh..."

Ji Shaoyan patted her, but she still reminded her, "Remember to get along with Jiang Ji."

Ji Mingzhuquan pretended that she didn't hear it, and took up the pillow and pressed it on her head, barely covering her ears, looking raspy.

Ji Shaoyan chuckled softly, "Why don't you look like you don't look big?"

...

Maybe it was because I was too busy the day before, or maybe I was chatting with Ji Shaoyan late at night, Ji Mingzhu slept beautifully after washing up, and had no dreams all night.

When she woke up in the morning, she packed some of the remaining luggage herself and asked the driver to take her to the city center.

Her and Jiang Ji's residence are located in Park Hyatt Mansion in the city center. It is rare to open up this world in the city center where every inch of land is valuable.

However, such a convenient and quiet residence is actually a good place for her. It is better to live anywhere you want than to live as you wish.

The Park Hyatt Mansion has parallel terraced houses, which are too empty for young people. In terms of room type, she and Jiang Ji rarely reached an agreement. The new house they chose was a leap-floor apartment, spanning two and a half floors, equipped with a small attic.

As soon as Ji Mingzhu opened the door, she felt a long-suffocated breath and rushed towards her nose.

It’s not that the air is not fresh, but because there is no one living there, there is less fireworks.

She found her room, worked hard, and took out some purchased shooting equipment one by one.

Although they lived with Jiang Ji, they lived in separate rooms. The door of the room faced the door, and only the balcony on the side was connected.

Once the door is closed, there is nothing to do, and there is only one's own small world.

She was tidying up her things here, and her phone buzzed.
To be continued...