Ji Weiyan immediately frowned: "Hang up the phone."

was stunned, and before Zhao Qingran could say anything, he heard Kewei's anxious voice again.

"Dye, uncle, please let His Highness take a look at Cisity, okay? She is very sick now, but she resolutely refuses to take medicine, and if she continues like this, she will die......"

Kewei's speech was very fast, with pleading in his tone, and Zhao Qingran's heart sank when he heard it.

"Dye, you persuade Your Highness...... Just one glance, otherwise Cisity would be really dangerous...... She's very sick and will have an accident if she doesn't take medicine...... Uncle please, persuade Your Highness......"

Perhaps because he was too eager, Kewei's voice stuttered a little, and the coherence was not too clear, which showed how anxious he was at this time.

Cisity is sick? Won't take medicine?

Kewei was still talking about something on the phone, begging her all the time, and Zhao Qingran didn't know what to do for a while.

Listening to Jiangsu Ying, Kewei treats her very well, Kewei has always taken care of her and grew up, and the relationship between the two is not ordinarily good.

's own phone number, I'm afraid it was also Kewei who only found out through Jiangsu Ying......

She put her phone a little farther away, looked up at the man in front of her, and asked for his opinion with her eyes.

Kewei should not have been able to get through Ji Weiyan's phone, so he thought of contacting her.

Cisity is Kewei's daughter, and Jiangsu Ying naturally cares a lot, but everything must follow Ji Weiyan's wishes.

Ji Weiyan didn't like Cisity in the first place, and at this time, Kewei made such a crazy move, and he was afraid that he was too worried about Cisity, so he didn't care about it.

After all, a father's heart is understandable.

But although Zhao Qingran understood, he knew that Ji Weiyan would not agree to his unreasonable request at all, so he didn't plan to listen to Kewei's words to persuade him.

If it's someone else, forget it, but the relationship between Kewei and Jiangsu Ying is here, and Zhao Qingran is sandwiched in the middle, which is very difficult.

Seeing Ji Weiyan's indifferent expression, she held her mobile phone and finally spoke up.

"You know, but he won't go...... My words didn't change his decision. ”

"Dyeing ......"

Kwi called out to her, his voice a little hoarse from talking too much.

Zhao Qingran rubbed his head, took a deep breath, and when he wanted to say something more, the mobile phone was held in his hand.

Ji Weiyan's expression was already a little cold, and there was no trace of emotion in his voice.

"Don't want the title?!"

When he said a word, even Zhao Qingran was stunned.

Kewei's current status is also very prominent in the country of Leseti......

But his actions this time were faintly threatening, which was enough for Ji Weiyan to dispose of him.

What is Ji Weiyan's identity? Knowing that he would definitely not go, Kewei kept calling one after another, and even wanted her to help intercede.

"Once or twice...... I didn't pursue your previous exploits too much, but now, have you forgotten who you are? ”

Ji Weiyan's voice was completely cold, and Zhao Qingran hadn't heard him speak like this for a long time.

When the man hung up the phone with a cold face, she was silent and didn't say anything.

"Are you still eating?"

When facing her, Ji Weiyan suddenly changed into a person, and his face was no longer cold, and some were just gentle.

"Eat your fill......"

Zhao Qingran suddenly felt very lucky to be able to get all his affection and tenderness.

Not long after Kewei's phone hung up, Jiangsu Ying immediately called again.

"Dye, your uncle really has no choice, so he wants to know your number from me, don't blame your mother......"

"It's okay, how could I blame you?"

Zhao Qingran is actually very guilty about Jiangsu Ying.

Because of her own relationship, I am afraid that there will be a little estrangement between her and Kewei.

And if something like this happens, Jiangsu Ying must be even more embarrassed than her.

"What's wrong with Cisity?" Zhao Qingran asked.

Jiangsu Ying sighed softly over there: "That kid doesn't take his body seriously, he runs to swim on a cold day, so that he has a high fever for so many days, and he still refuses to see a doctor......"

Jiangsu Ying still loves Cisity very much, and when she didn't find Zhao Qingran before, she also regarded her as her other daughter, after all, she is also connected by blood, and her feelings are naturally very strong.

I heard that the high fever was very serious, and she refused to see a doctor for a long time, when Kewei called her and begged her to ask for Zhao Qingran's phone, she had no choice, she was simply helpless.

After all these years, when has Kewei begged himself?

Jiangsu Ying's heart is very uncomfortable.

"Cisity is also stubborn! It's so late, I'm sorry to disturb you and Weiyan, it's okay, your uncle will always have a way, you should rest early......"

Zhao Qingran put down the phone, and he didn't know what was going on.

Did Cisity do this just to let Ji Weiyan see her?

It's crazy, too.

One time at a time, it was an eye-opener for her.

"I mean, what the hell did you do to make Cisity so obsessed with you?"

Where is this generally liked? The whole person is so determined.

Ji Weiyan smiled in his eyes: "I just want your infatuation alone......"

"So many people like you......"

Thinking about Lin Yu, who was living in the palace at the moment, Zhao Qingran deliberately quipped.

"I'm so worried you'll be robbed of your ...... one day"

He didn't have to do anything to make those women crazy for him.

"I've been firmly caught by a woman named Zhao Qingran......"

Ji Weiyan hugged her.

"I'm afraid that in this life, in the next life, it will be impossible to escape......"

With a puff of laughter, Zhao Qingran enjoyed the warmth of his embrace, and the smile on the corner of his lips was as dazzling as the sun.

"What do you like about me?"

It was as if she hadn't even seriously asked the question.

"Little thing, what do you say?"

The man chuckled low above her head.

"If you don't say, how do I know?"

Zhao Qingran drew small circles on his chest with his hand.

After waiting for a long time, not hearing the man's answer, she looked up and saw that he seemed to be contemplative.

"Huh?" Continue to ask questions relentlessly.

Ji Weiyan's expression was serious, as if he was really thinking.

"I'm trying to figure out what you deserve to like......"

"What?" Zhao Qingran was dissatisfied, "Look at your answer is so difficult, is it so difficult to find out?!" ”

Her little face was swollen with anger, and Ji Weiyan laughed lightly a few times and took her restless little hand into her palm.

"Stupid...... There are so many things you have made me like, and I just thought about them one by one. ”

"Really?"

His words are so beautiful......

Zhao Qingran was a little unconvinced.

"Uh-huh......" The man smiled lightly and hooked his lips, and slowly replied in her expectant gaze.

"Sometimes you like to talk back to me, but it's cute...... I like to be hard-mouthed, I want it in my heart, but I never say it, I always want to refuse and welcome, but I like it to death......"

The man said seriously, but the more Zhao Qingran listened, the more he wanted to laugh.

"You...... What is the answer! ”

Ji Weiyan raised his eyebrows, and there was a faint hint of heat in his eyes: "Miss Zhao, I'm answering seriously......"

Zhao Qingran snorted, and pouted to the side: "Isn't it beautiful, gentle, patient, kind and generous, and empathetic......?"

"Who is Madame talking about?" Ji Weiyan pretended to be confused.

Zhao Qingran was annoyed, and he stretched out his hand to pinch his ear: "Ji Weiyan!"

"Hehe......"

Grabbing her little hand, Ji Weiyan put it to her mouth and kissed it a few times.

"Hmm...... Whatever you are, I like it. ”

Zhao Qingran seemed to have a deer in her heart, and she gently grabbed the button of his shirt, feeling the temperature on the man's body.

"Cisity is going to be fine, is it?"

Although she doesn't like her, Cisity is Kewei's daughter after all, and if something happens, Jiangsu Ying will be sad.

"What can happen?" Ji Wei's tone was light.

Seeing that he was very resistant to Cisity, Zhao Qingran stopped in time and did not continue.

"In another week, we'll go back to country F."

Hearing this, she immediately raised her head: "So fast?"

"Uh-huh......" the man played with her hair, "I will not cause you any accidents with you." ”

"What about your job?" Zhao Qingran is actually most worried about this.

"Don't worry." Ji Weiyan's eyes were deep, "I'll take care of everything." ”

"And your mother......"

His mother had just woken up, and it was time for him to take care of her.

"There is a ...... of Lin Yu"

"Oh, too." Zhao Qingran couldn't help but speak, "Your mother likes her so much, with her to take care of her, nothing will happen......

"When my mother's illness is completely cured, I will definitely like you more."

Ji Weiyan easily understood the emotion in her eyes.

"How do you know it will?" She pouted.

The man took her into his arms and lowered his head to kiss the corner of her mouth: "Because Qingran is beautiful, gentle, patient, kind and generous, and empathetic......"

He returned all her words to her, and Zhao Qingran couldn't help laughing.

"Just your sweet mouth......" she hummed softly.

In this week, at the request of Ji Weiyan's mother, Lin Ying would come every day, and even slept in the palace for several nights, but maybe Ji Weiyan specially arranged it, so Zhao Qingran only saw her a few times.

His mother's condition has gradually stabilized, and it is only a few days before they return to country F.

Through these observations, Ji Weiyan should be able to rest assured, his mother is taken care of by Lin Jin, and there is no big problem.

When Zhao Qingran went out for a walk, he was greeted by Lin Ying, who had just come out of Ji Weiyan's mother's room.

"Miss Zhao."

People up and down the palace all shouted Young Lady Zhao Qingran, only Lin Ying, who was called this every time.

Zhao Qingran didn't mind too much, and his expression was indifferent: "It's hard Miss Lin."

Lin Yu's gaze fell on her already pregnant belly, and a slight smile rose at the corner of her mouth.

"How many months?"

"More than four months."

Lin Ying still smiled faintly: "Even if Miss Zhao is pregnant, her figure is as good as ever."