Ji Yan was really drunk.
After sending Jiang Huanqing home first, Yun Hua followed Bao Siqing to send Ji Yan to the villa. He was the only one in Ji Yan's own room, with no one to take care of him. At least there was a housekeeper and servants in the villa. People, be more at ease.
On the way, the drunk Ji Yan grabbed Bao Siqing and said, "Threat me with Mei...Mei Jinshu, my dad...he will do this...haha, he has never...dissatisfied with my son, I It's cowardly, accomplishing nothing, so... so what! I just... I just like her... "
"I just like her, what's wrong... I, I can't control myself..."
Yun Hua was stunned.
She looked up at Bao Siqing in a daze, and asked in a low voice, "What is he talking about?"
Bao Siqing pursed his lips and shook his head.
"Bo Er, tell me that one day, I... Where should I climb to be able... to like... like her?" Ji Yan looked at Bao Siqing, his eyes were red from drinking.
"No position is acceptable." Bao Siqing said bluntly, "Because, from any point of view, she is your second grandma."
Ji Yan's eyes instantly turned redder.
But Bao Siqing made it up again: "The most important thing is that she only likes your second grandpa. Your wishful thinking is just trouble for her."
"..." Ji Yan fell silent, leaning on the backrest dejectedly.
Yun Hua's eyes widened.
If... If she understands correctly, the person who made Ji Yan like this is Mei Jinshu!
Mei Jinshu, Ji Yunzhong's youngest wife, is 17 years younger than Ji Yunzhong and the same age as Ji Yan.
And Ji Yunzhong is the younger brother of Ji Yan's own grandfather, and Ji Yan's second grandfather.
Then Mei Jinshu is actually Ji Yan's second grandma!
Yun Hua was speechless.
What a big pot of blood...
Ji Yan and Mei Jinshu were still college classmates. When Ji Yan fell in love with Mei Jinshu, Mei Jinshu hadn't been with Ji Yunzhong yet... It's really a trick of fate.
Now Ji Yan's second grandfather Ji Yunzhong is dead, but Mei Jinshu's status as Ji Yunzhong's widow will not change, and her status as Ji Yan's second grandma will not change...
No matter how you look at it, Ji Yan and her are impossible!
So, as Bao Siqing said, it's not a matter of position. No matter how high Ji Yan's position is, he can't overcome the hurdle of ethics.
In other words, the higher the position, the more closely one will be bound by ethics and morality, and one cannot make any mistakes!
"Your efforts can only be to let her live the rest of her life safely and steadily." Bao Siqing said flatly.
Ji Yan covered his face, and after a while, he suddenly started looking for his phone: "Where's my phone... I... my phone is gone, I want to make a call... Bo Er, take your phone... bring it here."
As Ji Yan said, he directly reached out to touch Bao Siqing's cell phone politely, and opened it.
Ji Yan, who was drunk, poked the button tremblingly, and accidentally clicked on the picture icon on the phone's desktop.
The picture taken by Bao Siqing before appeared on the screen of the phone. It was a delicate wooden comb.
"Whose number do you want to call? I'll call for you. But if it's from Sister Mei, forget it..." Bao Siqing reached out to get the phone.
But Ji Yan stared blankly at the picture of the wooden comb on the phone, his eyes widened, and he asked Bao Siqing nervously, "Where did this comb come from?"
The experience of the witch in the book comes from Brother Hu's personal experience~
(end of this chapter)