Da Shao Ji Mingwei is also still upstairs. There was still no movement.

The old man was still drinking tea.

I don't know why this tea can be drunk for so long, anyway, I drank the tea one by one, and sipped the tea one by one.

The president packed up all his things and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After that, I tidied up my clothes and hairstyle, looked in the mirror, was very satisfied, smiled and walked out.

The posture and steps of the walk are so elegant, as elegant as you want.

The director kept staring until he saw the president come to the couch and sit down across from the director.

Ji Xiaoyun sat on the sofa, looked up at the director, looked at the director's eyes, kept staring at himself, the president was a little embarrassed, then smiled and lowered his head again.

Ji Xiaoyun felt that the atmosphere was particularly embarrassing, and turned his head to look at the old man again.

At this moment, the old man was still drinking tea with his eyelids open.

Ji Xiaoyun really wanted the old man to say a few words to break this embarrassing atmosphere.

The president didn't expect to get along with the director, how embarrassing it would be.

The thing I talked about children just now is in the past, but who are we talking about now?

It's just that the director looks at each other, always staring at himself, and always feels very uncomfortable.

But he couldn't show it, Ji Xiaoyun was still smiling. The president laughs every time.

Ji Xiaoyun really felt very embarrassed, so he thought about it and took a look at his mobile phone, so he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and habitually opened WeChat.

When the president is fine, he will click on WeChat to take a look.

See which customers have left a message, or what friends have sent a message or something.

After all, a lot of the way we work now is through WeChat.

Ji Xiaoyun also looked at WeChat.

In this embarrassing time, the mobile phone is a good thing, and when everyone is embarrassed, everyone can take the mobile phone to take a look.

The president took the mobile phone and looked at it and flipped through it elegantly.

There is indeed a lot of information left by customers, but it seems that they have already read these materials.

Flipping through the pages, WeChat reached the middle part, and suddenly, a familiar WeChat came into the eyes of the president.

A familiar avatar flashed in front of the president's eyes.

This familiar avatar is not someone else's, but Professor Hua Yingzhi's.

The WeChat sent by Hua Yingzhi, the president was immediately excited, and the smile on his face became even stronger.

This kind of laughter is a heartfelt laugh, and the laughter is very different.

The director saw the president's smile in his eyes, and saw the president's every move, but he felt embarrassed and didn't speak.

Because the president was busy looking at his phone, there must be something very important, so it was inconvenient to disturb, so he kept quiet.

Ge Congyu sat on the side, just like that, and saw that the president was still looking at his phone.

Ji Xiaoyun clicked on Professor Blossom's WeChat and read it over and over again.

Although this WeChat is very ordinary, it can't be more ordinary.

The content of this WeChat is like this-

Xiaoyun, how are you doing?

I heard that the weather in P city is very cold, so you need to wear more clothes.

Otherwise, at your age, it's easy to catch a cold, and you usually want to open a little, don't hold everything in your heart.

A lot has happened lately, you have to be careful and don't be afraid.

I also know, you told me that day, my sister-in-law Wei Jingfeng is back.

I don't think you should be too scared, and you shouldn't be too nervous.

The purpose of my sister-in-law's return should not be against your family, not against your dead wife, Yun Aowen.

Clouds?

Xiaoyun –

Ji Xiaoyun read his name over and over again in his heart.

What kind of tone did the other person use when he said this name?

Is it an itch in your heart?

Or did you say it softly, or did you say it coquettishly?

The president just kept thinking about these questions.

Thinking about the other person's tone, thinking about the other person's expression when they say their name.

Is it said when you are happy, or when you look a little affectionate?

The president was still speculating, and the president read the WeChat message over and over again.

Like a love letter, isn't this a love letter?

If there are still love letters in this era, isn't that what is written?

Such a WeChat is obviously a love letter.

Otherwise, why is there concern in every word?

Care?

When Ji Xiaoyun thought of this word, he laughed again.

Even the eyes are like even the eyebrows are laughing, the whole person is laughing, all the pores are laughing, all the hairs are laughing, and the whole body seems to be laughing.

He felt a pleasure that he had never felt before.

Just through a WeChat, just a casual greeting from the other party, I feel very happy, very happy, very excited, and very excited.

But other women can't give him a feeling, this is a touch that other women can't give him.

This Ge Congyu really can't give him this feeling.

Neither can any other woman.

Those beautiful women can't.

Those gentle women can't.

Those rich women can't.

Neither can those women in power.

Only Hua Yingzhi can give him a sense of happiness.

Happiness?

The more Ji Xiaoyun thought about it, the more he felt happy, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt happy.

At this moment, he actually forgot that there were still guests at home.

At this moment, he also did not notice that the director was trying to look at himself.

The president forgot all about it.

Looking at WeChat over and over again, I feel that my heart is very soft and I feel extremely happy.

The president thought about it, edited a WeChat, and sent it like a love letter.

The content of WeChat is like this-

Yingzhi, thank you for your concern, I think it's right, you are right, everything you say is right, I believe what you say.

So I won't be too nervous, and I won't be too scared, after all, Wei Jingfeng came back to see his son Hua Chenyi.

After Ji Xiaoyun sent this WeChat, the other party did not reply.

The president was thinking that maybe the other party was in class.

No, no, no!

The time in Beijing should also be the time of noon, and it should be the time of rest.

How is it possible to be in class?

So now it should be to help Xia Zizhu and Qiu Qianfan in the dormitory to tutor their music theory knowledge, right?

If that's the case, then you shouldn't feel lonely in your heart.

didn't see the other party's reply, didn't see the other party's warm WeChat, the president actually felt a sense of loneliness.

The president slowly put the phone down, stuffed it into his pocket, and then slowly raised his head......

Just as the president looked up, he found that the director was staring at him, staring at him with affection.

Ji Xiaoyun felt very embarrassed and embarrassed.

Ji Xiaoyun turned his head to look at the old man, only to see that the old man had closed his eyes and was lying on the sofa. What is the old man doing?

Are there any guests here?

Do you want to leave this guest to me?

Ji Xiaoyun thought for a moment, and immediately looked back at the director.

At this moment, the director was still looking at him with a happy face.

Ji Xiaoyun felt very embarrassed, very awkward, and very embarrassed.

Then he said to the director: "Director Ge, I think it's almost noon, you should go back to work, right?" ”

I think it's time for me to go to the company, after all, you can't be late to be a boss.

And my son may be going to school too, so the old man is already asleep, so we won't wake him up.

Ji Xiaoyun originally didn't want to drive people away. But it's really embarrassing.

I really don't know why Ge Congyu always doesn't leave.

If the guest doesn't leave, the guest doesn't move, how can you say it?

Do you just drive people away?

Can't you rush it?

So the president had to speak like that.

The president is already the most tactful.

The president is already the most polite.

At least when he speaks, the president has a smile on his face.

And the tone of the speech is also very warm.

There was no unpleasantness in the slightest.

There is no rejection at all.

There is no dislike at all.

I didn't get tired of it at all.

The tone is very good, but the content of the speech is unacceptable to everyone.

When the director heard this, he finally realized that he should go.

The other party is driving people away.

Ge Congyu immediately stood up from the sofa, then smiled very awkwardly and looked at the president.

But just when he looked at the president, the director suddenly became affectionate and walked towards the president.

said to the president: "Xiaoyun, Uncle Ji said, I can often come to this house for dinner, what do you think?" I can come often, right? ”

She thinks that the dishes fried by her aunt are actually quite delicious.

And she also thinks the whole family is fine.

The old man is very polite, and the eldest young master Ji Mingwei is also very honest.

"This ...... Director Ge ......"

"Mainly you, you are very nice and I like ...... I like you, what do you think of me? Do you think I can do it? ”

What the?!

Ji Xiaoyun didn't know how to answer all of a sudden.

There's really no way, I didn't want to hurt others, I didn't want to offend others.

After all, the son is studying under the director, and after all, the son will continue to stay in the Faculty of Letters, after all, the director is in charge.

The director is in charge of this literature and art, as long as his son is engaged in literature and art, as long as he is a person in this city, he will have to deal with him often in the future, and this cannot offend the director.

Even if you don't love this director, or you hate this director, you can't directly refuse.

What can I do?

This is not a direct refusal, it is equivalent to agreeing, what should I do?

"Dad! Grandfather! I'm going to school! ”

When he was in a dilemma, suddenly, footsteps sounded on the second floor, and the eldest young master came down from the second floor.

Ji Mingwei hurried down the stairs. As soon as the old lady Ji Mingwei screamed, he immediately woke up from a dream, and immediately sat up from the sofa and turned his head to look at his eldest grandson.