As soon as she turned her head, she saw Jin Ruohan, who was leaning against the door of the studio and looking at her, with the corners of her mouth hooked up with pleasure.

"Why forget it? Although the character of the Ji family is not very good, they are still qualified to cooperate. ”

As if shocked by his words, Su Nianwei looked at him without blinking, "You're not joking?" ”

Jin Ruohan stepped forward with a smile, raised his hand and stroked the broken hair on her forehead, and dropped a gentle kiss on her forehead, "As long as it is what you want to do, I will not object." ”

Besides, the Ji family is about to change, Ji Mingze has been back to the Ji family for so long, if he can't even grasp the sovereignty, then it will be a waste, Jin Ruohan knows that he is not.

So even if the Ji family has some contact with the meeting next quarter, it will not have anything to do with Ji Xingchen.

Su Nianwei, who didn't know Jin Ruohan's inner activities at all, was simply moved by his understanding at this time, couldn't help but raise her eyes, hooked his neck with one hand, her toes were slightly cushioned, and her cherry red lips met him.

When the little milk bag came back, she could see at a glance that something was wrong with Su Nianwei.

Not only were her cheeks slightly red, but her lips were slightly red and swollen.

The worried eyes moved from Su Nianwei to Jin Ruohan, who was standing aside as if this studio was his territory, and immediately turned into a faint suspicion and dissatisfaction.

"Dad, why are you here?"

was provoked by Jin Qingyu's thick questioning in the children's voice and raised his eyebrows, Jin Ruohan was in a good mood at this time, but he didn't embarrass him.

The little guy is almost going to have a psychological shadow, every time he thinks he can be alone with Mommy, he will always encounter obstacles, and this time he can't let Dad snatch Mommy away halfway.

stepped forward and grabbed Su Nianwei's hand, and the little milk bag placed her on a chair not far from the drawing board.

"Mommy, you're sitting here."

After agreeing to the little guy's thing, Su Nianwei naturally couldn't break her promise, and after glancing at Jin Ruohan, she sat on the chair with a deep smile and didn't move.

In front of her was the appearance of the little milk bag concentrating on painting, and on the side, Jin Ruohan's slender figure stood there looking at her with gentle eyebrows and eyes, Su Nianwei's eyes were hot, and her heart was a little quiet and stable.

The child's hand speed is still slow, an hour later, Su Nianwei wanted to rub her neck and arms, which were a little sore, and saw the little guy concentrating on painting for her, and subconsciously retracted her movements.

Jin Ruohan flipped through the email and paused.

Then Su Nianwei saw him get up, walked to the little milk bag who was still moving the paintbrush, and looked at him condescendingly.

"Dad, if you're in a hurry, you can go about your own business first."

Shrouded in a tall and oppressive shadow, Xiao Niangbao subconsciously felt that his father was trying to rob people, and couldn't help but speak first.

Ignoring the hints between the little guy's words, Jin Ruohan looked at his painting carefully.

Su Nianwei's gentleness and softness jumped on the canvas, even if the pen power was immature, Jin Ruohan had to admit that the little milk bag was indeed talented.

And right now, Su Nianwei on the painting is only missing a pair of eyes.

He picked up a clean picture from the side, stained it with paint, and painted it for the little milk bag.

"Alright."

A few minutes later, the faint reminder made Su Nianwei subconsciously relax herself, rubbing her stiff and sore body because she had been sitting upright, she stepped forward to take a look at the painting that Xiao Niangbao had drawn for her.

Who knew that Jin Ruohan suddenly rolled up the canvas without saying a word and held it directly into his hand.

"Jin Ruohan?"

Not only was Su Nianwei puzzled by his actions, but Xiao Niangbao also immediately stood up, trying to suppress him with a height that was less than Jin Ruohan's waist, and asked for the painting in his hand back.

"Dad, it's mine."

Jin Ruohan seemed to groan for a moment, and then replied with peace of mind: "I want this painting." ”

The tone is unmistakable.

After staring at him for a long time, the little milk bag lowered her head in a dejected manner.

He knew very well what his father's expression meant, and it seemed that there was no possibility of the painting being taken back from him.

"It's okay, we'll draw another one in two days."

Su Nianwei didn't want this big and small dispute, although the little guy knew how to compromise in front of Jin Ruohan, but she couldn't bear to see his lost appearance.

The little milk bag that got the promise looked up in surprise, and reacted little by little, and the smile on his face melted, soft and well-behaved.

Su Nianwei's heart was full of warmth and satisfaction, and she squatted down and rubbed his head.

Before going to bed, Su Nianwei didn't see Jin Ruohan bring the painting back, she originally wanted to take a look, but Jin Ruohan went to the study after that, and when she came back, she went directly to the bathroom empty-handed, and half an hour later, he came out of the bathroom with his hair wiped his hair, and Su Nianwei had already fallen asleep.

Jin Ruohan wiped her hair for a moment, put the wet towel aside, and stood on the edge of the bed to watch her sleeping quietly and peacefully.

Just like the painting today, bright and real, if he could hide this little woman like that painting, it would belong to him alone......

Realizing his thoughts, Jin Ruohan's face, which had never been able to see emotions, showed obvious surprise.

He lifted the futon and lay down beside Su Nianwei, the familiar cold fragrance made the sleeping little woman subconsciously approach even in her sleep, and Jin Ruohan took advantage of the situation to take her into his arms.

……

The night became thicker and thicker, and after Su Nianrou returned to Ji Mansion from the graduation competition of Anhong Academy, she went back to the room alone.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and Ji Xingchen had not come back yet.

She bit her lip, suppressed the uneasiness that was churning in her heart, and turned on her mobile phone to make a call to Ji Xingchen.

It didn't take long for a cold mechanical prompt sound to come from the earpiece again, and Su Nianrou, who had long known that this was the result, pinched the mobile phone a little uncontrollably, and her fingertips were full of lifeless white.

was about to persevere, but she didn't expect to hear the sound of the car's engine outside, Su Nianrou's face flashed with a moment of joy, and she glanced at herself in the full-length mirror not far away, her eyes were slightly deep, and she quickly went to the changing room.

After changing her clothes, Su Nianrou sat in the room and waited for Ji Xingchen.

But after waiting for a while, she still didn't hear any footsteps outside the door, and after looking at the almost transparent pajamas on her body, Su Nianrou took a shawl to cover her upper body, and opened the door to go out.

The second floor was not quiet, and several hurried servants passed in front of her, as if they were about to head in the direction of the guest room.

"Stop, what are you doing at night?"

The servants didn't dare to look at her, lowered their heads and said, "The eldest young master said that he would pack up Miss Su's things and move them to the guest room today." ”

These days, Su Nianrou has been living in the Ji family, because of her private instructions, many servants in the Ji house have already tacitly agreed that she is the future young lady, and even the title will pretend to be a compliment, but now these people don't call her young lady, but call her Miss Su

Su Nianrou frowned, her heart became more and more uneasy, and she asked directly, "What about the stars?" ”

"The eldest young master went to the study."

Not daring to say more, they answered her words, and the servants hurried to the guest room.

Su Nianrou clasped her hands tightly, stood in place and hesitated for a moment, then suddenly took off the shawl on her body, put on the almost transparent pajamas on her whole body, and walked towards the study.

On the way, I met one or two servants who looked up at her suspiciously, and soon they were forced to lower their heads by the coldness and warning in Su Nianrou's eyes and did not dare to look around.

There was a knock on the door of the study.

Ji Xingchen rubbed his brows, thinking that it was a servant, and said in an impatient tone: "Come in." ”

The door clicked open, and when he saw that the person who came in quickly was Su Nianrou, the expression on Ji Xingchen's face immediately turned cold.

"What are you doing here?"

His attitude towards himself is not a day or two, outsiders think that she lives in the Ji family, and it will be infinite in the future, but Ji Xingchen has either pretended to ignore her since the last time, or has been cold, and he has never been good at saying a word or two, and he has never been good at saying a word or two, and he ...... He hadn't touched her in a long time.

Although they were forced to live in a room by Mrs. Ji.

At first, Su Nianrou just thought that he was worried about the 'child' in his belly, but later, she found that Ji Xingchen really didn't seem to have any interest in her.

And now Ji Xingchen didn't even plan to do it anymore, and directly asked the maid to pack her things and wanted to kick her out of the bedroom.