Chapter 1422: Who will remember her preferences?

The man was dressed in black, with a hat on his head, could not see his face at all, and only heard him say coldly, "Who asked you to find Ji Mianmian to make trouble."
Ye Xuguang's eyes turned, "No ... no one ..."
The man sneered, "Who told you Ye Shaoguang was dead? I will only ask the question once. If you don't answer, your son's hand will never be used. You can't believe it."
Upon hearing this, his wife Ye Xuguang was scared and said quickly: "I said I said, suddenly a man told me today that Ye Shaoguang was dead and his house was occupied by a woman named Ji Mianmian. I am not poor Crazy, so why ... "
"From now on, you are not allowed to find any trouble with Ji Mianmian, otherwise, you and your son, don't want to see the sun tomorrow."
"Okay ... definitely not, we must not bother with that woman ..."
The man threw the child to her, and she ran away with her crying son.
......
As soon as it dawned, Ji Mianmian hurry up. Today, she is going to the company. Sister Mai said she interviewed two new people and asked her to put on makeup.
As soon as Ji Mianmian opened the door and held it, there was a hot breakfast hanging on the doorknob. There were her favorite Cao Jisheng fried, Guanglinzhai's thin-skinned shrimp dumplings and barbecued buns.
Previously, Ji Mianmian said in front of Ye Shaoguang that if she could eat these things every morning, she would not change if she gave her a billionaire.
Ji Mianmian stretched out his trembling hand. Who put it here?
Cold burning?
No, he doesn't even know what he likes to eat?
So ... is she so clear about her preferences?
Sister Qingsi?
It's impossible. Even if she knew it, it wouldn't be possible for her to run so far to send her here, and she wouldn't enter if she hung on the door.
Who else could that be?
Ji Mianmian squeezed a raw fried mouth and bit it down, still the taste in memory.
......
In the blink of an eye, Christmas and Christmas Eve passed. In these festivals, Yan Qingsi didn't care, but Mrs. Yue and Yue listened to the wind like children, and put a Christmas tree in the living room, filled with small gifts.
New Year's Day is the New Year's Day, the country is on holiday, and Yue Tingfeng is at home with Yan Qingsi.
Ji Mianmian came to see Yan Qingsi, and she found that the little girl suddenly seemed to be in a lot of mood, not the kind of happiness on the surface, but the happiness blended in her eyes, and her eyes seemed to be much brighter.
Yan Qingsi asked if she had any good things, Ji Mianmian shook her head.
She didn't say that Yan Qingsi naturally didn't ask, as long as she was happy, the others didn't matter.
"Don't go anywhere at home on New Year's Day today."
Ji Mianmian shook his head: "No, I have to go back, after all ... that's my home, too."
Yan Qingsi sighed, and Ji Mianmian, who grew up suddenly, made him feel bad.
Before the day was dark, Ji Mianmian left. Yan Qingsi let her bring a lot of things, and anxious to bring him everything that could be moved.
Yue Tingfeng stunned Yan Qingsi standing at the door and went back: "Leave, it's too cold outside the house, it looks like it wants to snow."
Yan Qingsi looked at her flat stomach, and then watched Yue Tingfeng help her like Fu Laofo, and sighed, "You said that I have only been pregnant for a few days. Why is it like a long time ago?"
"No, there are many days in your life, you see, it will be New Year's Eve."
Yan Qingsi sighed again: "I'm free, so I feel like I'm living like a year."