Substitute for the little ancestor

Ning Xiyao didn't care about the recent scandal at all.

It's just that Ji Dong began to appear frequently in sight.

The door knocked from outside.

Ning Xiyao raised her head: "Come in."

As soon as he opened the door, he met Lin Yi's gentle eyes and held something in his hand.

"Miss Ning."

Ning Xiyao glanced at Lin Yi lightly, with a smile on her face: "Mr. Lin, what can you do?"

"This is some special product I brought back when I came back from abroad."

"It tasted pretty good."

Ji Dong put down the gift in his hand, still with a standard professional smile on his face
"Mr. Lin is polite."

I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in Ji Dong's gourd.

Ning Xiyao slightly raised her vigilance.

Ji Dong glanced at the documents on the table.

Then he smiled: "These days, I have also heard a little about the turmoil in the Ning family."

"Miss Ning has worked hard."

Ning Xiyao fixed her eyes, she really didn't like her mother-in-law.

"Mr. Lin, if you have anything to say, just say it."

She hit the nail on the head.

Hearing what Ning Xiyao said, Lin Yi stopped beating around the bush.

"That's Miss Ning. I've also read some scandals about Mr. Si recently."

"I heard that President Si has a new love? And the popular actress Lin Muzhi?"

Ning Xiyao got up and made a pot of tea.

She hasn't paid attention to these gossips in recent days.

Ningshi's mess is busy until late every day.

She frowned and asked Lin Yi, "Lin Muzhi?"

As if guilty, afraid that Ning Xiyao would guess, he pretended to be relaxed: "I've only heard about this actress recently."

Ning Xiyao shook her head: "I don't know."

"Miss Ning means that the scandal between President Si and this woman is false."

Lin Yi asked softly, with a touch of probing in his tone.

Although Ning Xiyao hadn't paid attention to those entertainment gossips, the Lin Muzhi who appeared out of nowhere must be fake.

Thinking of Ruan Tong, her eyes dimmed a bit.

After a while, Ning Xiyao nodded: "It's just a rumor."

After getting this answer, Ji Dong suddenly felt relieved for a moment.

Ning Xiyao became vigilant, she looked at Lin Yi: "Mr. Lin, why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

"No, it's just the heart of gossip, everyone has it. What's more, I knew Miss Ning's intentions back then."

"I guess we're half friends, too."

"So when I'm free, I like to talk too much. If it makes Miss Ning feel uncomfortable, then I won't ask any questions in the future."

Ji Dong's tone and attitude were very sincere.

Ning Xiyao relaxed her vigilance.

But thinking of Si Chenmo.

Ning Xiyao's eyes are complicated.

She never thought that Si Chenmo would treat the Ning family like this.

It was her fault and she could be punished.

But those lifeblood masters, Si Chenmo, withdrew as soon as they said they would, almost causing the entire Ning clan to disappear in the capital.

The emotions in my heart are mixed.

Ning Xiyao rubbed the center of her brows: "I'm only thinking about how to bring Ning Shi back to life. I don't care about the rest."

Hearing what Ning Xiyao said, the joy in Lin Yi's eyes increased.

In just a moment, it returned to normal.

He looked at Ning Xiyao, and said with concern: "After all, the Ning family has been in the capital for so many years, and they still have some background."

"Miss Ning, don't worry too much. I think it's only a matter of time before Ning's restoration to its former glory."

"The body is the capital of the revolution."

Lin Yi exchanged pleasantries for a while.

When the teacup was about to run out of heat, he glanced at his watch: "Sorry Miss Ning, I might have to leave."

"I have work to do this afternoon."

Ning Xiyao calmed down, and she hummed lightly: "Then Mr. Lin, walk slowly, I won't give it away. There are too many sundries on hand."

Lin Yi smiled: "Okay. Then you are busy."

Just left the Ningshi Group Building.

Under the warm sun.

Ji Dong made a call.

I saw a complicated smile in the corner of his eyes.

"In short, you can rest assured to complete President Li's mission."

At first Lin Muzhi didn't understand what Lin Yi said.

It was only later that I realized that Si Chenmo had no rival in love by his side.

While the scandal was going on, Lin Yi told Lin Muzhi to get in touch with Si Chenmo more.

If one day your heart flutters and you climb up to the boss's house, you will be carefree for the rest of your life.

What resources and status are all at your fingertips.

Lin Muzhi smirked on the phone.

Until the voice of the assistant Ming Dao came: "Where is the female number one? The filming will start soon, get her quickly."

"Yes, Director Ming."

Lin Muzhi hung up the phone in a hurry: "Brother, I'm busy, so I won't chat for now."

Wan Shuhe agreed to Ji Ziyang's invitation.

It happened to be the weekend again, so the company wasn't particularly busy.

Wan Shuhe said she should drive, but Ji Ziyang insisted on picking her up.

The two went to the playground.

The vendors in the ring not far ahead are having lunch.

"It's two o'clock before they eat. It's really hard."

Wan Shuhe murmured.

Ferrules were Wan Shuhe's favorite game when he was a child.

It is natural not to miss it.

"Boss, come a hundred laps."

Wan Shuhe is not good at tricks, but Ji Ziyang is good at this.

The circle in his hand was about to be half removed, Wan Shuhe was a little discouraged.

Ji Ziyang smiled brightly at her: "Let me try."

As a result, half of the ten can be set.

In the early days, the boss still had a smiling face, but now Ji Ziyang frowns visible to the naked eye.

Wan Shuhe couldn't help being surprised by Ji Ziyang.

She clapped her eyes with joy: "I can't see it, you can do this!"

Ji Ziyang had a look of playfulness on his face, and the corner of his mouth twitched lightly: "Of course, otherwise, how would you get the title of little prince of the game?"

The boss was about to cry until the circle in his hand was finished.

Not only did Ji Ziyang have a lot of suits, but he also picked out expensive suits.

Small business is not easy, not to mention their low profit.

In the end, Wan Shuhe only picked one of the relatively pink bears and brought them back.

"You like pink?"

Ji Ziyang asked her.

Wan Shuhe nodded: "Maybe the older you get, the more you like bright things."

"Bah, bah, you're not old."

Wan Shuhe laughed.

She is indeed not young anymore, she cannot be compared with Ji Ziyang.

I'm going to be 25 soon, and I'm also at the age of urging marriage at home.

Thinking of this, the light in Wan Shuhe's eyes dimmed a bit.

She looked up at Ji Ziyang with a smile in her eyes: "I really envy you, it's nice to be young."

"No, I'm only three years younger than you."

Hearing this, Wan Shuhe's eyes were somewhat puzzled: "Aren't you in your early twenties?"

Speaking of this, Ji Ziyang scratched the roots of his ears in embarrassment: "When I was in middle school, I was playful, and my grades couldn't keep up several times. My family asked me to repeat it."

Wan Shuhe laughed out loud, and she shook her head: "I can't tell, it feels like you are still a child."

She sighed: "Sure enough, boys are playful."