Mr. Li, your daughter calls someone else dad again

The bun was scattered due to being squeezed, and the ends of the hair pricked Li Yucheng's fingertips, which felt a little itchy. Seeing that the woman's face began to become red, he came to his senses and let go.

Ni Jia leaned against the wall and breathed deeply, her hair falling down to cover her embarrassed and red eyes. At this point, her cell phone rang.

It was Chen Mi calling. Ni Jia walked to the side and answered the phone while holding his chest, which was still hesitant. His voice was a little hoarse due to the discomfort in his throat.

"Hey."

Chen Mi immediately realized something was wrong: "What's wrong with your voice? Did Li Yucheng bully you?"

"Are they asleep?"

"No," Chen Mi stepped out of the small room and gently closed the door: "Everyone is waiting for you to tell your story."

"It's a little late. You can read it to them."

It was truly a scene of loving mother and son. Li Yucheng sneered on the side, spread out his palm and twisted his fingers. Finding that there was still a little warmth left on the fingertips, he shook them vigorously again.

"Where are you, do you want me to pick you up?"

"No, I'll be back in a minute."

Ni Jia's mood was obviously different from the previous video call, and Chen Mi insisted, "Where is it?"

"Peace."

"Li Yucheng's villa?" Chen Mi was furious when she heard it: "Why would he take you there? I'm going to pick you up now, you wait for me there!"

Before Ni Jia responded, the call was hung up. She looked at the black screen, lowered her head briefly to calm herself down, tucked the hair that was scattered in front of her behind her ears, and when she looked up again, there was only indifference in her eyes.

She packed up the information on her tablet, walked over and said coldly, "Get out of the way."

Li Yucheng glared at her, blocking the door with no intention of giving in. Ni Jia walked around this well-dressed man and opened the door.

"I will find a place more suitable for making love than Li's Mall, and you..." Ni Jia turned her face slightly and only glanced at the man to whom she had poured all her feelings.

"What's wrong with me?" Li Yucheng raised his eyebrows unhappily.

"You're just a stain on my resume."

"What did you say?"

The doorbell rang. It was the property management. Li Yucheng opened the call impatiently: "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Li, we have a visitor."

"Now?" He never invites business partners or clients to his home for negotiations. Since they are not looking for him, there is only one other person left.

"What's his last name?"

"Procedure."

"Chen Mi."

Ni Jia was about to leave, but as soon as she stepped out, Li Yucheng grabbed her wrist. The other party tilted his head and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I'll take you out."

"No need." Ni Jia shook him off, and Li Yucheng followed behind with a dark face.

When they arrived at the gate of the community, Ni Jia saw the white Porsche and the familiar license plate number and was surprised for two seconds. Why was it him?

Cheng Wenbai stepped forward to greet him like a gentleman, and at the same time quickly glanced at Li Yucheng who had a gloomy face behind him.

"Did we discuss it?"

Ni Jia was a little stunned. She came to Li Yucheng to discuss the shop and did not tell Cheng Wenbo, but she quickly guessed why the other party appeared here.

She smiled at Cheng Wenbo and said, "Let's talk in the car."

"Okay." Cheng Wenbo nodded gently, and glanced at Li Yucheng hastily: "Thank you for your help, Mr. Li."

Li Yucheng withdrew his gaze from Ni Jia's familiar figure getting into the car, and said with a fake smile: "Mr. Cheng knows me?"

"Of course, we met at the airport." Cheng Wenbai responded relatively calmly.

"Now that I remember it, Mr. Cheng and I did meet once before."

Cheng Wenbo closed the car door for Ni Jia first, then turned around and extended his hand to Li Yucheng: "Both meetings were not very formal. I hope I can have the opportunity to cooperate with Li's in the future."

Li Yucheng deliberately waited for two seconds before reaching out to shake her hand, and replied suggestively, "There will be a chance."

Ni Jia felt sick when she saw Li Yucheng's hypocritical face. She wanted to leave here quickly because there were two babies waiting for her at home.

So he reached out and poked Cheng Wenbo's shoulder, urging him, "Let's go."

In Li Yucheng's eyes, this intimate behavior was seen as Ni Jia's attempt to hook up with men. He waited until the white Porsche left before he made the call.

"The shop is given to Xingye."

"Xing Ye?" Secretary Li rubbed his ears vigorously and confirmed again and again: "Is it Ye Xing, President Li?"

Li Yucheng took a deep breath: "Go find someone tomorrow..."

"Okay, Mr. Li, I've already notified them." Secretary Li answered his phone while sending an email on his computer, and instantly became respectful: "The mall announcement is scheduled for 10 a.m. tomorrow. Is that okay with you?"

"Ah."

"Okay, do you have anything else to say?"

Li Yucheng hung up the phone directly.

The atmosphere in the car was very quiet. Ni Jia leaned against the car window in a daze. After coming to Taiping Villa, his mind was full of memories of the past, those times when his brain was filled with water.

She herself had no idea why she fell in love with Li Yucheng.

Cheng Wenbo turned on the stereo and played a slow and soothing light music. Ni Jia turned his head and looked at him: "Chen Mi asked you to come."

"Well, she couldn't get away for the moment."

There is obviously a nanny at home, and the three good and one good person are easy to negotiate with. This is just something Chen Mi used to deceive Cheng Wenbo.

"Thank you for making this trip so late today."

"Did he bully you?"

"Hmm?" Cheng Wenbo's half-smile turned cold, and he pointed to his neck: "It's red."

Ni Jia touched it subconsciously: "No, I scratched it myself."

Cheng Wenbo did not respond, nor did he ask Ni Jia why she appeared in Li Yucheng's villa so late.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

"No," Ni Jia leaned back against the window and closed his eyes tiredly: "I'm a little tired."

The woman curled up in the passenger seat looked so small that Cheng Wenbo felt distressed by her weak and tired look, and he was reluctant to force her.

As soon as the car arrived at the downstairs of the apartment building, Chen Mi came out. Ni Jia let down her guard as soon as she got out of the car and leaned tiredly on her best friend's shoulder. Seeing her like this, Chen Mi quickly put her arms around her waist and gave her a hug.

He also thanked Cheng Wenbo who was in the car: "Thank you for the trouble, Sanhao's godfather."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was hit on the back. Ni Jia leaned on her shoulder and whispered, "Why don't you just call him dad and don't take my daughter with you."

"Why don't you know how to appreciate a good person!" Chen Mi whispered to her, then waved to Cheng Wenbo and brought him into the apartment.

She had already taken the car keys, but when she thought of Li Yucheng's confident look in the afternoon, she couldn't help but want to pack them up.

"It's not like no one wants you. The people chasing you line up from here to Switzerland. What the hell is Li Yucheng?"

“Yes, yes, yes,” Ni Jia agreed, “You’ve gained weight from here to Switzerland.”

"You're such a wimp!" Chen Mi scolded her, "Cheng Wenbo has liked you for so many years, don't you know?"

"Hey, my hands are so tired after typing on the keyboard for the whole afternoon." Ni Jia raised her hand, and Chen Mi pretended to pinch it for her. Then she suddenly remembered the important matter.

"How was the talk?"

When talking about this, Ni Jia got angry, pulled his hand back and slapped the tablet on Chen Mi's chest. Chen Mi covered her non-existent 36D and said, "It's gone, wait a minute."

Ni Jia glanced at him speechlessly: "There wasn't any."

The topic returned to the main track, and Ni Jia quickly thought of other plans: "I'll look for other shops, and Li's doesn't need to be considered."

"He's not satisfied?"

"I didn't even watch it!" Ni Jia was so angry that he punched him in the air: "I was sick all night!"

The corridor was not bright enough, but it was bright once you entered the room. Chen Mi cursed all the way up from the elevator, but when she saw Ni Jia's neck when she entered the room, she suddenly became speechless.

"Did he hit you?"

Ni Jia used her hair to cover her face, not wanting to repeat Li Yucheng's unpleasant remarks: "No, they slept?"

"Come here and let me see!" Chen Mi pulled Ni Jia with a dark face, pressed her on the sofa, parted her hair and looked at her slender neck, which was clearly red.

Chen Mi looked incredulous: "He pinched you? That bastard pinched you?!"

"I scratched myself." Ni Jia still said this. She remembered something even funnier: "Li Yucheng thought the child was born to Cheng Wenbo and me."

"So he did it in a fit of rage?" Chen Mi's inference was quite accurate. Ni Jia seemed to have a headache: "He thought I was having an affair during my marriage."

"Your brain was kicked by a donkey!" Chen Mi couldn't hold back her voice, and it was a little high. Ni Jia quickly pulled her down and covered her mouth: "Be gentle, don't wake the child!"

Chen Mi's brows were twisted tighter than a knot, but she still nodded, indicating that she should be let go first.

"Did you tell him the truth?" Ni Jia shook his head.

"Just let him misunderstand you like this?!" Chen Mi was about to jump up and down. Ni Jia sighed: "Whatever, knowing the truth will only cause more trouble."