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The white dress sets off a noble and elegant face.

Despite being only 162 tall, the 13-centimeter Parisian VIvier women's shoes, studded with dazzling diamonds, are enough to make her stand next to her loved ones.

"Mom, is this one pretty?" She looked shyly at her mother, who was standing beside her.

"Beautiful! Damn's daughter is the best-looking daughter in the world......" Fang Jin pursed his lips and smiled.

This kid has asked 10,000 times!

"Child, you should ask him......" Fang Jin lightly tapped the tip of Lu Na's nose.

Luna's face flushed instantly.

Ji Ying stood in the fragrant herb garden, one hand gently patting the basketball.

There was a scene like that in front of me.

A thin figure gently passed by him with agility, and a giggling could be heard not far away.

The guy snatched the basketball from his hand and threw it into the net.

The guy was clearly a little shorter than him, but he was very sleek like a loach.

The basketball captain of JM University was instantly discredited.

"It's you again! You women go over there......" Kikage stared unhappily at the handsome face in front of him, tanned by the sun.

The girls, holding fresh and beautiful flower parasols, hid in the shade of the trees, wiping the sweat from their foreheads with tissues, and shook their fists nervously and enthusiastically.

Zihan smiled silently.

Make an exception and absorb her into the school basketball team, which is still the best basketball team in M City, but no, this girl has shorter hair than him, and is wearing the same jersey and pants as their boys, and she is running around the court in a daze. It's okay, it's ugly to be the captain.

"Well, please get out of the game next time......" Halfway through the sentence, his arm was heartbroken.

"This apprentice really has to be under a tight spell!" Ji Ying secretly patted his thigh for accepting such a Monkey King disciple.

Breaking wrists, punching, drinking, and being as bold as buddies.

At one point, after drinking, she fell asleep.

Fell asleep peacefully and peacefully.

And she, lying next to him.

Faint, without the fragrance of perfume, like a blooming kapok in the field.

It was the first time he had seen her so closely, and his heart was suddenly beating wildly.

"Young Master, you're here!" The small, middle-aged man slapped him on the arm from behind.

"Uncle Fa Cai, don't call me young master......" was interrupted by someone, and Ji Ying was a little irritable.

"Miss Lu's wedding dress has been shipped back......" The man who was called Uncle Fa Cai stopped talking. As a person who has come over, he understands the young master's thoughts.

The poor live long for money, and the rich live for freedom.

He sighed lowly, he was in his forties, and he didn't see how much money he had made, at least, he went home to his wife and children to warm the kang. The wife is rough, but the simple home is clean.

"Young Master, you can go over and have a look! Master, he ......, "Uncle Facai couldn't help but cough dryly.

Ji Zhensheng pinned his hands behind his back, paced square steps, and stared at Ji Ying fiercely.

"How many of the company's accounts have you read? Let you follow your second uncle to learn business, not let you learn from him to drink heavily, get rich, and throw away all his basketball for me! It wasn't close, but the fortune housekeeper still felt the ground tremble.

He hesitated to step forward, but he didn't dare to grab the basketball.

Yao Ming, Dazhi, and Mu Tiezhu in the early years, when they talk about them, they all make people's blood boil. Why, the old man refuses such a strong sports equipment?

Ji Ying's gaze was very cold and indifferent, and his handsome face was like an ice sculpture.

The fortune housekeeper stepped forward tremblingly, his voice hoarse but as small as a mosquito: "Young master, what's the point of playing basketball alone?" Why don't you keep it for you, and ...... it in the future."

He wanted to say that he had a child and formed a basketball team, but he was so shocked by Master Ji's anger that his ears were about to be deaf.

"Get rich, why don't you hurry up? Turn around, you keep an eye on me, if that kid from Mingsheng drinks again, ask my assistant to book a plane ticket to the United States, and let him not come back! After speaking, he didn't look back, and strode back to the study.

Uncle Fa Cai sighed secretly. Reluctantly, he reached for the basketball in Ji Ying's hand.

"Master's temper, you know, he loves your second uncle very much, no, after that incident, ......" Uncle Facai shook his head lightly.

The family never mentioned it, it was a stain on Ji Mingsheng, and the Ji family's business was a lot lighter because of this. If it weren't for the Lu family's help, presumably the Ji family would have been in a depression now.

Ji Mingsheng stayed in the United States for six years, and his business was booming, but he was still alone, and alcohol was his only love.

Returning to China this time, Ji Zhensheng thought that time could dilute the past, but he didn't want to, Ji Mingsheng's alcohol addiction became bigger and bigger.

Some people speculate, because of women, some people speculate, because of the fence, in short, Ji Ying is like a shadow fighting with him.

In terms of business, Ji Ying didn't care, Ji Zhensheng once thought that Ji Ying was young and would be stable once he got married.

The Lu family urged tightly, Ji Zhensheng originally had this intention, the wealthy family joined forces, and the marriage made by the elders was not the icing on the cake?

"Young master, Miss Lu's wedding dress has been shipped back...... "The fortune housekeeper couldn't help but repeat it.

Wu Facai's housekeeper has been working in the Ji family for more than 20 years, and Ji Ying grew up watching him. The boy had no concept of family since he was a child, and when he was fine, he went to the country river to catch fish, lit a bonfire in the soybean field, pinched the harpoon and roasted the fish on the fire, and listened to the beans crackling and singing.

The fields in the countryside are quiet and peaceful. The scenery in the field is beautiful, with green wheat seedlings and golden rape flowers in spring; In summer, there are cicadas standing on the branches, aggressive crickets, glowing fireflies with lanterns; In autumn, there are golden ears of rice and snow-white cotton; In winter, the flying snowflakes covered the vast fields, and the green of the fields became more and more green and warm.

Next to Wu Facai's house is a small school, a small playground, where a group of boys are enthusiastically chasing basketball.

Many times, Wu Facai self-examined in the dead of night.

Rich people have many rules, but Master Ji didn't control Ji Ying too much in his childhood. Perhaps, because Mrs. Ji is frail, Ji Ying is obsessed with basketball, and Mr. Ji appreciates it very much.

When Ji Ying was nine years old, the old man of the Lu family was optimistic about the domestic situation and moved his family back to China, and the spring of the business community in M City was none other than him.

The two families are very close to each other, and Master Lu is elegant and approachable.

The daughter of the Lu family is smart, beautiful and well-behaved, and Ji Ying's parents are naturally happy.

It's just that Ji Ying has never been able to find that feeling, the feeling of relaxation and comfort in the vast wilderness.

Luna's heart, which he had always understood, was afraid to see her tears and her blood......

"Well, I'll be over in a minute." Faint tones.

"We're getting engaged soon, can you spend a little more time with her?" Uncle Facai gasped for breath.

Ji Ying was silent, his eyes looked at the basketball in Wu Facai's hand lonely.

"Don't make your parents sad! Brat! Wu Facai put the basketball on the grass and slapped it gently.

"After running in for a long time, I got used to ......" hoarse tone, which is meaningful.

Wu Facai wanted to say those three words: "Can't do without." But I felt that it was inappropriate.

In her own room, the daughter-in-law whose face is bigger than the basin and whose arms are thicker than her thighs is what she can see at a glance, sleep, be together, give birth to a baby, and fall in love like this. Well, we're rough people and don't understand the minds of these kids now.

Following Master Ji, over the years, I feel more and more like Mr. Tent in the old movie.

I only saw my son crying out crisply, "Dad!" Only then did I realize that I lived in sweet water and grew up under the red flag.