: Sad reminder of sick and affectionate male II (3)

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Ji Yang walked into the villa, and a woman came up, respectfully, "Master, the soup is cooked, it's still warm."
"Come on," he said, and propped up the stairs.
His body was weak, and no one in Ji's family agreed to live alone. There was a driver and gardener in the villa, and a nanny who took care of him.
Two are enough, he is happy.
Inside the house.
Ji Yang looked at the medicine on the table, his eyes narrowed, his eyes were gloomy and air-conditioned.
A congenital infirmity has been treated for so many years, taking medicine as a meal, especially when changing seasons, if the cold enters the body, in severe cases, stay in bed for half a month.
Ji's family was started by Ji's father as a small wholesaler, and later involved supermarkets, restaurants, real estate, hospitals, and film and television.
Such a body would naturally not be in charge of the company. Ji's father died early, and Ji's mother did not understand how to do business. Now the company is managed by Ji Qin, the son of Ji's father, Ji Tianmei.
As for him, he is okay to go to a tropical place abroad to take care of his illness. When he is bored, he will do a few projects to pass the time.
The days are quite comfortable.
It's a pity that if you don't look at your own things, people who are interested will always want to own it, and the company will be hollowed out sooner or later.
Ji Yang thought, coughed twice, put the medicine up, smelled it at the tip of the nose, not to mention, the medicine smelled good.
The young master arrogantly stunned, and slowly let go.

Early month.
The old lady of the Ji family organized a dinner party, so that the big guys would come back and gather together, adding some popularity to the old house.
As soon as Ji Yang came to the door, the laughter and laughter came.
"Grandma, this is delicious. I brought it back for you and my auntie to try. It's a handmade cake." The talking girl shuffled her voice.
If you are so fat, if you are not happy, if you sip your mouth, you will immediately cry and complain.
As the name implies, Xu Jiao, the youngest daughter of Ji Tianmei.
"Okay." Mrs. Ji nodded her head, tasted a piece, and nodded, "It tastes pretty good."
"Yes? It's delicious." Xu Jiao smiled even more, bending her eyes and looking at the woman wearing a purple cheongsam next to her. "Little aunt, try it, too."
The woman had her hair all round, and she smiled elegantly, with a nice smile at the corner of her mouth, "I don't like sweets."
"Taste a piece." Xu Jiao was still urging, smiling sweetly.
"Jiaojiao." The young man in a suit next frowned slightly, his words a little repulsive.
Xu Jiao's expression slowly converged, a little bit displeased, but he didn't dare to say anything.
She didn't dare not listen to Xu Qin's words.
"Mom, what did you eat today? Is there anything I like?" Ji Tianmei leaned over and changed the subject with a smile.
"Everyone has it, everyone has it." Old lady Ji had a rare smile on her face.
"Does that grandma know what I like to eat?" Xu Jiao regained her expression, sitting with a smile on the side of Old Lady Ji.
"You ..."
"Master is back."
Before the old lady Ji had finished speaking, the servant outside the door trot in. With a light cough, the figure of Ji Yang appeared in front of everyone.
It's not cold now, and if there is wind in the night, he only needs to add a thin coat, but he wears a sweater.
She is tall and erect, but very thin, with a cheeky face, a slow pace, and the wind blows down.
He looks too good. If he is said to be overcast and soft, his eyes are dark like a deep, the bridge of his nose is tall, and his lips are pursed.
It can't go well with gentleness, but it's not cold, especially sick and lazy, just like lifting.
"Xiao Yang is back." Then the woman in the purple cheongsam smiled and walked over quickly. "Why not wear a coat? It's still cold outside today."
"The kitchen boiled the soup and went to drink some." Old Lady Ji also stood up, looking worried. "Don't get cold anymore, have you lost weight recently? They have no blood on their faces, do they take good care of them?"
Ji Yang coughed again, her voice was lazy and weak, "I'm fine, don't worry."
"Mom will give you soup and replenish qi and blood." Li Zi said and went to the kitchen, preparing dinner by the way.
As soon as Ji Yang came back, everything changed. Old Lady Ji also surrounded him, asked Dong Wenxi, and sighed from time to time.
Xu Jiao finally inserted two sentences, and she will soon be guided to Ji Yang.
The master of yours is really your master.
Ji Father is a child who has grown up. Even if the premature birth is inadequate, I don't know how many years I can live, or if I keep it fine.
Dinner table.
Xu Jiao looked at the food, two-thirds were light, or several dishes were vegetarian, and suddenly lost his appetite.
Li Zi and Mrs. Ji like to eat fasting Buddha and need to be vegetarian. Most of the rest cater to Ji Yang.
"Is there any shortness of breath in the near future?" Li Zi clipped a piece of meat to Ji Yang with his chopsticks, and said softly, "Listen to Dr. Chen that the weather has changed recently and you are uncomfortable."
"It's okay." Ji Yang slowly took the spoon and took a small sip of the soup.
The fire is just right and the entrance is sweet.
I drank again.
Although Xu Jiao felt that he was sick, weak and weak, it would be like pushing gently, but watching the other person slightly bowed his head and drank the soup, exposing a small white neck and a swollen throat, and now his lip color was still slightly red.
The fingers holding the spoon are slender, the joints are clear, and they are gently held, like a weak one, which makes people feel itchy.
Seriously hook people.
A big man, sullen and stunned, has a touch of charm.
Damn it.
"It will be cold after a while, should you live in the tropics? Mom will accompany you." Li Zi asked.
"Just live or stay, and come back when spring comes back." Old Lady Ji nodded.
"Yeah, how cold is the winter in this imperial capital, and the weather is not good. There are a few sunny days and I live abroad." Ji Tianmei also echoed and was very positive.
Xu Qin, who was sitting next to her, didn't speak, slowly eating his meal.
"I won't go this year." Ji Yang dragged the words and Xu Qin's hands paused, and then he heard him say, "I can't come back after Chinese New Year. I haven't been at home for a long time."
"Eat some dumplings."
After hearing that, Old Lady Ji's eyes became red and her lips trembled twice. "Grandma is old and can't move."
Otherwise he can go with him.
Li Zi was not in the bottom of his heart. He thought of Ji Father again. He walked easily. He didn't even have a problem at home.
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She was most afraid of giving her black hair to white people.
"So I don't go, I just stay with my grandma at home, I go to the sun every year, and I feel very bored." Ji Yang said, covering her mouth and coughing again, and then she said, "I want to go to work at the company And sullen at home. "
Upon hearing this, Ji Tianmei changed her face first.
Xu Qin did not react, looking at Ji Yang, "Can the body bear it? Just go for a walk."
"It's okay to have a meeting." Ji Yang's eyelids were lazy, and he slowly drank his soup again. "I heard that the company has several projects and plans to cast a few movies. I'll go check it out and vote for it by the way."
Xu Jiao was nervous now.
She could be prepared to let Xu Qin let her be the heroine and attack the entertainment industry. What if Ji Yang changed?
"Xiao Yang, you haven't been in contact. If you lose money, that's not ..." Ji Tianmei couldn't sit still, reminding euphemistically.
Upon hearing this, Ji Yang sighed, unable to put down the spoon. "My dad has left so much money, he can't spend it anyway. Maybe he can hang up anytime he can't catch his breath, and have some fun at losing money."
"Otherwise it would be boring."
"What nonsense?"
"Xiao Yang!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mrs. Ji and Li Zi sank first. They were taboo.
"What is dying? Your mother is dead if you die." Li Zi usually forbears emotions, and when it comes to Ji Yang, he cannot hide.
Ji Yang smiled weakly, and then came again, "Live you to the end of your old life."
Waiting for Xu Qin to say something, Mrs. Ji and Li Zi have already made a decision.
Let Ji Yang go.
Hire two bodyguards to follow up and arrange an office. Since I went to the company, I must have a job.
Xu Qin is the president and Ji Yang is the vice president.
No one can object.
Mrs. Ji and Li Zi have a lot of shares in their hands.
If Ji Yang is really dead, they will not spend much money. Will the money be kept burning?
He loves to play.

Since that day.
There was a new face in the office during the routine meeting.
The legendary master of the Ji family.
It is said that he has a bad body and a bad temper.
It doesn't.
Just after the meeting to finish talking about film investment, the young master looked sullen and sat in a chair, lazily shrugging his eyes, "The second one, don't vote."
"Why?" Xu Qin asked.
"Cough." Master Gui coughed slightly and opened his mouth. "No reason."
Everyone: "..."
Master Gui is Master Gui.
Xu Qin almost didn't breathe. "This novel is serialized on the Internet, it has a fixed fan base, and the market side ..."
"I don't care if it fires." Ji Yang interrupted him and stood up. The bodyguard behind him quickly went to help him get his coat. He walked to the door, yawned, and fluttered softly. "The author is too ugly, This copyright is not bought. "
Everyone: "!"
Xu Qin was so angry that he smashed the papers, went to the bed, took a deep breath, and did not slow down.
For a while, it was rumored in the company that Master Gui had a weird temperament and couldn't be bothered.
Promoted to vice president, company documents are always signed.
When the secretary came in with the documents, Ji Yangwo was on the sofa and covered with a thin blanket.
The office is in a good location. The warm sun shines in through the glass windows, spills on him, eyes closed, thin lips pursed, slightly sexy, like a lazy and noble cat, with the elegance of aristocracy.
Resting.
The secretary looked dumb.
Unconsciously swallowed and looked at his red lips, thinking badly.
Ji Noble Cat Yang opened his eyes, his eyes were slightly tilted, his eyes were indifferent, and he glanced at her, his eyes were dazzling and he wrote, "Fancy me?"
"Vice President, Vice President, this document needs to be signed." She stammered, wearing high heels, and nearly stumbling when she came over, and opened the document and handed it to Ji Yang.
"Let's put it on the table." Ji Yang pulled the blanket upwards, squinting a little lazily, and looking at the desk.
"But this document is anxious, you must ..."
"Noisy." Ji Yang just finished speaking, wearing a black suit and a big guy with sunglasses, came over, looking at the secretary blankly.
This is a bodyguard, like a triad.
The secretary hurriedly put down the papers, shaking his feet and hurried to escape from the dead.
The bodyguard looked at Ji Yang, and he closed his eyes again. They went out gently and closed the door.
Since then, going to the vice president for signature has become going to hell.
Sign in good mood, sign in bad mood, bodyguards will kick you out.
Everyone is looking forward to him not coming to work. This buddha hurries away quickly.
Yes, people come every day.
Mrs. Ji and Li Zi were also very happy, and often brought soup to bring them, with a look of joy and an eyebrow.
Every time Xu Qin looked, he sank.
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Mier saw the comments, this story will try to write the feeling you want.
In addition, I would like to thank everyone who came here with me very, very, very sincerely, and thank you for your disapproval, who accompanied me here, and I feel that this book can be written to the present, not at all. Just insist on it, but you have accomplished this book, love you without explanation.
It should have been added today, but just last night, another author told Mier that my typography was wrong, and Mier was at that time.
Why is typography wrong?
Later I learned that I wrote more than 1.8 million words and serialized the book for ten months. The typography was all wrong. Jinjiang generally saw paragraphs and paragraphs with only one empty line. Mier did n’t know, so I wrote it. More than a million, then I started panic and started to change, and there was an error in the background. I could n’t change it in the codeword software. I could only change it manually, until midnight, and only changed dozens of chapters. tired.
Today, I continued to contact customer service, and then responded to see what went wrong, because it was too laborious to manually modify more than 500 chapters. After a long time, I was finally able to go to the typesetting software and replace it with a sigh of relief.
Thanks again to all my dear who accompanied me here, thank you for your disapproval, I am really an incompetent author, read a lot of books, it seems that I am like this typesetting, I am sorry to bring you bad Reading experience, they said that you really love me, Mier is too ashamed.
Off-topic is rushing to write hahaha, just like that, sleep, stay up late last night was too late, today my brain buzzed, I will not say anything sensational, and work hard to repay tomorrow.
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