Ji Chen, who figured this out, began to process the documents at hand.

He wanted to deal with it quickly and go back to the old mansion with Song Yan.

Song Yan sat on the chair opposite him, bored. Began to observe the man in front of him.

The face is as carved as the facial features are distinct, and the angular face is handsome and abnormal. Under a pair of sword eyebrows is a pair of slender peach blossom eyes, which makes people fall into it if they are not careful. The tall nose and moderately thick red lips were tightly pursed at this time.

Especially at work, the serious expression on his face makes people fall into it.

Little white face!

Song Yan came to this conclusion.

Poultry meat doesn't restrain its nature just because it wears it!

Ji Chen raised his head and looked at Song Yan's eyes.

Song Yan realized his behavior and quickly lowered his head.

The hurried appearance made Ji Chen laugh. The corners of the lips raised in an imperceptible arc.

Ji Chen's good mood lasted until the end of work.

…………

After returning to the old mansion, Ji Chen was called away by the old man. Before she could keep up, she saw Song Zhi and Yuan Fenglan in the garden.

It's really ghostly!

In the last life, Song Zhi had a very good relationship with Yuan Fenglan, and she came to the old mansion every once in a while to accompany her, and taught her to dress up Of course, no matter what she did, she would go to sue Yuan Fenglan. If it's a big fart, you have to say it too.

Because of Song Zhi's mouth, in the previous life, she didn't let Yuan Fenglan find trouble.

Yuan Fenglan is the junior and the biological mother of Ji Xuan, after Ji Chen's mother died, Yuan Fenglan couldn't wait to get to Ji's house.

She remembered that in the previous life, Ji Chen did not have a good relationship with this stepmother, and the old man did not like her.

Song Yan couldn't understand that she was with Ji Chen now, what position did she have to take care of herself.

"Aunt Ji."

Yuan Fenglan was wearing a black V-neck dress, and the waves in the skirt were turbulent and looming. Stepping on a pair of hated sky-high. Sophisticated makeup. This should be the clothes Song Zhi found for her, she looks like a nightclub girl. This kind of taste, except for Song Zhi, she really can't think of anyone else.

If you don't look closely, you can't really see that this is the wife of a man in her fifties, let alone that this is already a person who is about to become a grandmother.

She's not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Song Yan's impression of her was only this.

"Miss Song, there are some things that I don't know if to say or not." Yuan Fenglan sat on the sofa, looking like a hostess.

It seems that he wants to teach himself a lesson.

Song Yan sat down obediently, very quiet.

"You say."

"This, there are really a lot of people who want to marry into the Ji family. But whether it is the money of our Ji family, or the people who covet our Ji family, this is another story. ”

"What Aunt Ji said is that whether this is a picture of money or a person, this can really be seen clearly." Song Yan glanced at Song Zhi pointedly.

"It's good that Miss Song understands, although the old man acquiesces to this granddaughter-in-law, he may not be able to enter the Ji family, and he really can't say."

A smug and arrogant expression flashed on Yuan Fenglan's face.

"Whether you can enter the Ji family or not, I don't think it's up to you. I don't think you're qualified to tell me this, after all, you know better than anyone how you got in this season, don't you? Song Yan had a gentle smile on his face.

Yuan Fenglan, who was poked in the sore spot, suddenly became furious.

"What are you? How dare you yell at me here? ”

She hates it most when people say she's a junior! It's a stain on her life.