As time passed, Ji Pan grew up slowly, and his life became easier. He also put away those hatreds and became one of the ordinary teenagers.
He used to think that he would just live a peaceful life abroad like this, but his father died suddenly, and the two brothers fought fiercely to seize power. His mother finally remembered him as a son so that he could continue to live a good life in the future. Someone caught him and performed a covering operation on his eyes, turning the originally light golden pupils into black.
Yu Qingyu asked a little strangely: "Then isn't your mother an unnecessary move? Don't everyone know that your eyes were golden when you were a child? What's the use of this operation?"
Ji Pan sneered: "Of course it works. My mother explained that the child didn't grow up at the time, and the color of his eyes changed when he grew up. But I look very similar to my father except for the color of my eyes."
"Some of my father's subordinates know that my father hates my eyes like this, and even hates me. Let him be a hated person to inherit his property, and some of his loyal subordinates disagree, but the color of my eyes is not what my father hates. If the color is gone, they have nothing to say."
Yu Qingyu curled her lips: "I didn't say that because the color of the eyes determines whether the person has the right to inherit, this... is a bit strange?"
Ji Pan touched his eyes: "I also find it strange, but some things in the Tao are sometimes superstitious."
Yu Qingyu nodded: "Well, it seems that you won the power grab later."
Ji Pan hugged Yu Qingyu and put his head on his shoulder: "If I don't win, then I will be a dead person. I don't want to die."
Yu Qingyu hugged Ji Pan back, but didn't say anything, he didn't ask him if he won over his mother, or where his two brothers went, since he didn't want to talk about it, he didn't say it, for him it was definitely It's a bad memory.
"Dingling... Dingling..." A doorbell interrupted the warm atmosphere between the two.
Ji Pan went to open the door with a dark face. If he dared to disturb the two-person world between him and the little fox, he had better give him a good reason, otherwise...
The man with eyes was standing outside the door, saw Ji Pan coming out and said, "Sir, the actor you asked us to make an appointment with is in Yihong Hall, are you going now?"
Ji Pan stretched out his hand to close the door: "Wait."
The man with the eyes looked at the closed door and sighed, he was allowed to go in before, but now the husband won't let him in, sad.
Yu Qingyu asked curiously, "Who is it?"
Ji Pan sat down and held his hand: "One of my subordinates said that he had an appointment with the actor, and asked if I could see him."
Yu Qingyu turned to look at him: "What do you, a mafia boss, do when you see the actor? Do you want to force him to make a small film?"
Ji Pan: "..." Is he this kind of person in his eyes
Swallowing three liters of blood silently, he said helplessly, "Didn't you say last time that you hope that foxes will not be made into clothes in the future? I asked him to help publicize the dangers of wearing fur."
Yu Qingyu became interested and asked, "Is he good-looking?"
Ji Pan looked puzzled: "What do you mean?"
Yu Qingyu rolled his eyes: "Let me ask you, is the actor good-looking?"
Ji Pan immediately became vigilant: "Qingyu, why are you asking this?" Could it be that the film king is sleepy
Yu Qingyu rolled his eyes silently. How did Ji Pan think of this aspect? He still sleeps with the actor? He still feels uncomfortable in his waist, one is enough, another one is not useless.
(end of this chapter)