Jun Shiyan just left here.
Cheng is also a little fool and can't wait: "Sister Shengsheng, you..."
Ji Fanchen winked at him and gently tugged at him. Don't ask about Shengsheng's personal matters. She could just talk if she wanted to. If she didn't want to, forget it.
Judging from the situation just now and her attitude towards the third master, there should be a big conflict between the two.
Ling Sheng put down the chicken wings, bit her straw and took a big sip of milk tea before lowering her voice and whispering: "I'm telling you, don't tell anyone else, he and I have a son in common."
"Are you married to him?" Cheng Ye suddenly widened his eyes and lowered his voice, but he couldn't suppress his surprised expression.
"No." Ling Sheng shook her head. They are all friends. She doesn't need to tell others, but Brother Chen and Xiao Ye can still trust her: "You must keep it a secret!"
Cheng Ye nodded vigorously in a hurry. How could he say to others: "Sister Shengsheng, don't worry, even if you twist me off and play with a ball, I won't tell others."
When Ji Fanchen heard what he said, he smiled helplessly and tapped his forehead with his finger. When he saw him turning his head and looking at him with a puzzled frown, he smiled and said, "No one wants your head. Remember not to leave." Just let it slip."
That's all Ling Sheng said. She can't say the specifics. They will naturally know it after they wake up. Anyway, there are many legends about Mr. Jun and his son in the capital, so let's just take it like that!
Ji Fanchen didn't want to ask. Everyone in China knew about the third master, especially the matter of him taking his son alone, and there were many mythical rumors about his son's mother.
But if Sheng Sheng didn't tell him, he wouldn't ask.
In fact, speaking of it, he had known Xiaoya for less than a week, and Shengsheng had only known each other for two days, but they felt like they had been friends for a long, long time.
People who know him say that he has a cold personality and is not easy to get close to. Therefore, he does not have many close friends, especially in the entertainment industry, where they are basically cooperative relationships.
But with the two of them, it was like old friends at first sight, and it was a familiar feeling that I regretted seeing each other so late.
Ling Sheng was already full and was drinking a large cup of milk tea. Suddenly her phone vibrated. It was Huo Ci's call. She quickly picked it up: "Dad."
"Has Jun Shiyan gone to find you?" Huo Ci's tone was not very good, especially the word "Jun Shiyan", which he said through gritted teeth and with fierce anger.
"Just left." Ling Sheng suddenly thought of the words you said when the bastard left, don't regret it, and her heart suddenly rose: "Dad, what's wrong?"
"He took Xiao Qi away." Huo Ci was very angry: "He said he would take Xiao Qi to find you. Has Xiao Qi gone?"
He gets angry when he thinks about it. Jun Shiyan's grandson is so indifferent to human affairs. Just wait and see, he will kill this arrogant and divisive bastard sooner or later.
This matter started two hours ago when they got off the plane after flying back from Northern Europe.
Two hours ago.
Beijing Airport.
When Huo Ci mentioned that he was going on a trip, the old man at home was generous. Without saying a word, he let her go out on his private plane and allowed him to play for a while longer.
He naturally knew that the old man's plane was not lent to him for fun. It was not that he had never borrowed it before. Every time, he was either pointed at the nose, scolded or slapped. The plane was lent to his daughter-in-law and his heavy weight. Played by grandson.
When the plane landed, Huo Ci stood up and looked at the big and small sleeping people on the bed. He bent over and kissed the woman on the lips.
Nangong Lengyu woke up from being suffocated, unable to breathe, and her lips were still itchy. When she opened her eyes, she saw the man's handsome face close in front of her. She subconsciously reached out to hook his neck and felt something in her arms. After arching for a while, I remembered where it was.
She pushed the shameless person away with a red face and glared at him angrily. The baby was still at home. What was he doing? Do you want to show off? What should you do if your baby sees images that are inappropriate for children
Huo Ci smiled and stepped away, sitting on the edge of the bed, stroking her long, waterfall-like hair with his slender white fingers. His eyes were full of endearment, and his voice was as mellow and intoxicating as fine wine, with a bit of sexy hoarseness: " Wake up, we are home."
Nangong Lengyu yawned lazily, rested his head on the man's lap, hummed, and closed his eyes again.
Huo Ci lowered his eyes slightly, with a smile on his lips, and leaned down again.
"Grandpa." Xiao Qi's little face suddenly came up, looked at Huo Ci, and asked, "Grandpa, what do you want to do?"
Huo Ci saw the brat's face that deserved a beating, his back teeth clenched, the little bastard who ruined his good deeds, and he hit him on the head with his finger: "Get up, we'll get off the plane soon."
Nangong Lengyu was aroused by Xiao Qi's voice and became energetic. She patted the back of Huo Ci's hand and said, "Grandma, help you beat him."
After saying that, I held the baby's little face, kissed him painfully on the little forehead that had just been hit, blew on it again, and said softly: "Blow, it hurts, it hurts."
Xiao Qi hugged her grandma's neck and rubbed it with dependence. She glanced at the dark-faced Huo Ci and whispered, "Grandma, grandpa should also blow it."
"Your grandpa is thick-skinned. It's okay." Nangong Lengyu put the baby on the bed, but the baby still looked at him firmly.
Huo Ci also, like Xiao Qi, stretched out the back of his hand that was red from being beaten, looked at her firmly, and said in a low voice: "Look at it, it's red, it hurts."
Nangong Lengyu glared at him, knowing that he did it on purpose, relying on the fact that the baby at home felt sorry for him, so he took advantage of it.
Xiao Qi pulled her hand and looked at Huo Ci's hand distressedly: "Grandma, grandpa wants it too."
Nangong Lengyu couldn't refuse in front of the baby. She half-knelt on the bed, lowered her head and blew twice before leaving.
Xiaoqi: "Grandma, if you don't recite the spell, it won't work."
Nangong Lengyu recited a spell: "It hurts when it blows and it flies away."
Huo Ci was finally satisfied and winked at the brat at home. He did a good job. He was worthy of being the good grandson he trained!
The plane has been landing at the airport for about five minutes.
Zuo Ming knocked on the door, and when he heard Huo Ci let him in, he opened the door and stood respectfully at the door, saying: "Sixth Master, Jun Shiyan has brought someone over. They have surrounded us. Do you want to call someone?" come over."
Huo Ci's eyes suddenly tightened with a dangerous look. When he went to the window to take a look, he saw that he was not surrounded by special forces with loaded guns and ammunition.
When Xiao Qi heard the words Jun Shiyan, she subconsciously turned around and hugged Nangong Lengyu, sniffing: "Grandma, if Xiao Qi doesn't leave, Xiao Qi won't follow him."
Nangong Lengyu patted the little guy's head comfortingly and comforted: "If you don't leave, if Xiao Qi doesn't leave, grandma won't hand you over to him."
(End of chapter)