Chapter 127: You'll Suffer

And after returning home today, Ji's father and Ji's mother also knew about it, looking at the praise on the Internet, as well as some other people in the community, even who don't know, also came to support Ji's mother, praising Ji's mother for giving birth to such a daughter who is like a flower and has good academic performance.

Under such praise, Ji Mu can be said to be proud, some time ago, because of the things that Ji Bailu provoked, Ji Mu's anxiety was completely gone, Ji Qingxi found more face, and the whole person was happy.

The photos have been circulated so widely that even Jimo Yan has seen them without exception.

Looking at the photo, Ji Qingxi was smiling, contented with dessert, her beautiful face and even her eyes were bent into the shape of a crescent moon, and Mo Yan felt an indescribable sullenness.

Ji Qingxi hasn't come to see him for so long, and now it seems that life is better than when they were together before, and he makes her so annoying!

Throwing the phone aside, Ji Mo Yan lay directly on the hospital bed, not to mention how depressed he was.

Jimo Yan sighed, looked at the thick layer of bandages wrapped around his feet, and frowned, he seemed to have lost some weight during this time, but there was still a kind of unruliness written between his eyebrows.

The door was opened, and the father walked to Jimo Yan's side, looking at him with an unhappy appearance, and the mobile phone screen was still lit up with the headline on the news: Beautiful school flower photo of China Normal University.

That is, the father looked at Jimo Yan condescendingly: "It's been so long, you still don't want to think about that Ji Qingxi, she has a better relationship with that Ye Xingchen, that kid even went to school to pick up Ji Qingxi, lengthen Lincoln, I heard that there is a big limelight, what about you, bicycle." ”

When he said this, his father tilted his head slightly and smiled, obviously he didn't have any expression, and he easily heard a hint of ridicule, Ji Mo Yan gritted his teeth and looked at his father: "What do you mean by saying these words to me?" Ji Qingxi is not such a person, you don't say such things to provoke me, my dream in the future is to play basketball. ”

Ji Mo Yan did not hesitate to say his dream, without the slightest hesitation, and even seemed extremely resolute, without the slightest wavering.

Seeing this situation, the father would no longer show that violent look, and quietly looked at his son with a few sneers: "Ye Xingchen is indeed much better than your superficial kung fu, you are no longer a child, and you are almost an adult, you rely on your own hard work, so I don't know what year or month it will take." ”

"You like to play basketball, and you don't see much talent now, you just want to get rid of me, you are my only son, everything I will do in the future will be yours, whether you want to or not, it is the case, Jimo Yan, you have few opportunities to be willful, you will know in the future." That is, the father is cold, but it seems to have a bit of a taste of advice, that is, Mo Yan does not pay attention to it, and there is a taste of boredom written in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

He opened his eyes and looked at his father quietly: "It won't be me, whoever you choose, your things are yours." ”

"It's also yours, when you grow up, you will know that some things are not what you want, you can use your mother's things with peace of mind, and you like your mother's relatives even more, but I will never allow you to be affected in judgment, that is, Mo Yan, you are no longer a child." That is, the father has a pair of extraordinarily deep eyes, which do not seem to shine into the slightest light, and are born with a cold color. 17

Under such a gaze, it was as if he was being targeted by some fierce beast, but Ji Mo Yan was not afraid at all, revealing his feathers that had not yet been fully opened, and stared at his father quietly: "I won't." ”

"You will! Don't think I don't know what your uncles are thinking, don't give me a stupid twist and turn around being played by them, I just don't bother to pay attention, Ji Moyan, you are my successor, my child, so you have to grow up. The father gently patted Ji Mo Yan's shoulder, and the whole person revealed a strong sense of oppression.

But even so, Ji Mo Yan still didn't give in: "Even so, I have my own judgment, if I am really deceived, I will have my own way." ”

When Jimo Yan raised his head and said this, the light in his eyes flickered, and he was indifferent, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows revealed an astonishing coldness, which looked like his father.

As the son of his father, Mo Yan probably didn't expect that he would already be very similar to his father before he knew it, but it didn't usually show up.

Hearing Jimo Yan's categorical words, there was not the slightest hesitation or concern, that is, the corners of the father's mouth rose slightly, and he looked a little satisfied, very good, this is his son.

It is precisely because of this that he knows in his heart how good his son is, so why should he hesitate to hand over his family property, now he still has energy, his son is still young, and the future may not be known.

Ji Mo Yan, who didn't know that his father was more stubborn than him, felt a little cold for some reason, and frowned, but he inevitably thought of Ye Xingchen again.

The corners of Jimo Yan's mouth twitched down slightly, revealing a somewhat unpleasant taste, Ye Xingchen ......

After his father left because of the company's affairs, Ji Mo Yan took the phone again and watched the news, and Ji Qingxi, who was smiling and smiling, flicked the screen: "Even if you fail to confess this kind of thing and embarrassment, we are also friends, this is not the slightest intention to come and see me, you little bastard, the speed of changing your mind is too fast." ”

Speaking of this, the handsome face was full of annoyance, and the head of the bed lay on the bed, but then he remembered the knock on the door, and looked up slightly, Gu Yanxi stood at the door and looked at him quietly, slim and dignified, this seemed to be a white rose slowly blooming.

Just looking at Gu Yanxi like this, Ji Mo Yan was a little worried, his appearance just now was seen by others, which affected the entanglement between them, and he looked a little embarrassed.

But Gu Yanxi was very down-and-out and generous, and after walking in, he looked at Jimo Yan and smiled shallowly: "There's no need to be so restrained, no matter what, we've been together for so long, we can be regarded as friends, even if it's impossible between us, there's no need to be like this." ”

"I'm sorry, but I never thought that my relationship with you would develop like this, after all, I consider you my friend...... You're a nice girl, and with a grumpy guy like me, I'm afraid you'll be wronged. Now that the matter has been laid out, Ji Mo Yan will not run away, and directly explains that he looks at Gu Yanxi with a frank look in his eyes.