"Hehehe, don't dare to rob Brother Fei ......" Before he finished speaking, the back collar of the bodyguard was grabbed by Fei Yixing, and his head was bounced several times by Fei Yixing.

"Ouch, Brother Fei spares his life."

"Your mother, if you talk nonsense again, slander Lao Tzu ......" Fei Yixing smiled softly, gritted his teeth and paused word by word, "Lao Tzu will send you to Thailand and give you a whole review from beginning to end." "! How dare you make a blind match! Fei Yixing threw the person out with all his might, clapped his hands and went back to pay the errand.

Back at the door of the ward, Fei Yixing repeatedly sorted out his clothes in front of the glass window.

Remembering that everyone is gone, it is more appropriate to knock on the door when entering the ward at this time.

Fei Yixing raised his hand, knocked lightly three times, and then pushed the door in.

As soon as he pushed the door open, Fei Yixing noticed that something was wrong and quickly withdrew.

Ahem!

You must not disturb at this time, otherwise Ji will kill him.

After coming out, Fei Yixing remembered that something was wrong, looked around, and asked the bodyguard next to him, "Did Young Master Bao come out?" ”

"No, it's inside."

"Huh?"

Fei Yixing thought about whether he should go in and bring Mu Xiaobao out.

However, if he goes in, it will ruin Mr. Ji's good deeds, and Mr. Ji will kill him.

After thinking about it, Fei Yixing took a deep breath.

Then ......

Pretend you don't know.

Fang Qin, who was waiting for Ji Youyang downstairs, was dozing off, and when he heard someone knocking on the car window, he hurriedly opened the door.

Ji Youyang, who got into the car, took out a copy from the packing box and handed it to Fang Qin, "Let's have some afternoon tea." ”

"Thank you, owner."

"You don't need to thank me, if you want to thank me, thank my second brother." Ji Youyang, who was in the back seat, put his hands on the back of his head and moved his neck after fastening his seat belt, "This is the takeaway he ordered for me." ”

"Mr. Ji?" Fang Qin also thought that he was having auditory hallucinations, "How could Mr. Ji order takeout for you, Dongjia, this is ......" Fang Qin was particularly excited, "It shouldn't be poisonous." ”

"Who knows." Ji Youyang, who teased that he didn't care, looked at the roof of the car with a very complicated look.

Fang Qin didn't dare to eat it, but seeing that Ji Youyang didn't care about this thing, he guessed that maybe this thing was not poisonous, what was going on, the owner didn't make it clear, and after the hungry Fang Qin devoured it, he threw the lunch box into the trash can and drove Ji Youyang away.

"Owner, do you want to go back to the Ji Mansion?" In fact, he also hoped that Ji Youyang would return to the Ji Mansion and run less to Shen Cheng's side, after all, Mrs. didn't like the owner to spend the night at Mr. Shen's, for fear of bad negative impact.

"Hmm." When Ji Youyang took a deep breath, his eyes were still staring at the roof of the car, his eyes were puzzled, as if he was thinking about how to solve a problem.

"The owner, Gao Bowen has gone abroad."

"Oh."

Hearing that Ji Youyang deserved to be so calm, Fang Qin added: "He went to Berlin." ”

"Berlin?" Ji Youyang, who thought of something, suddenly smiled, "This Gao Bowen is really desperate, if he goes to find Qi Zhi, then I'm really worried that he will offend Qi Renxing." ”

"How?"

"That little Mr. Qi, since he came to Jingcheng to appear, he has been busy everywhere, and he has just been interviewed, I think he wants to prove his ability, but Gao Bowen ran to find Qi Zhi, isn't this looking down on Qi Renxing?"

"But the owner, maybe Gao Bowen is really confident to win this cooperation."

"If only it were that simple, I wouldn't have to bother with it."

It's just, "Dongjia, Xiao Qi always wants to know, will it be calculated on your head and affect the relationship between you?" ”

Affection? The relationship between him and Qi Renxing is a friendship based on interests.

At least, it's not unfounded, Qi Renxing approached him at the beginning, presumably, because of this, but even if Qi Renxing knew each other, he didn't disclose his identity and kept this secret, it was precisely because Qi Renxing was not bad that he and Qi Renxing have been in contact until now.

Ji Youyang, who was chatting with Fang Qin for a day, had a message reminder sound from the mobile phone in his pocket, Ji Youyang, who took out his mobile phone, after looking at the reminders, put the mobile phone back into his trouser pocket, and when the car returned to the door of the Ji Mansion, Fang Qin wanted to stop, and heard a sentence from behind: "Drive directly to the garage." ”

The owner is probably going out, right?

"Owner, you want to go to ......" Before he finished speaking, he heard Ji Youyang's words from the back row: "You stay in Ji Mansion tonight, you don't have to follow me." ”

Remembering that Shen Cheng went on a business trip, it would be a while and a half, and it was too late at this point in time, so he shouldn't come back, since the owner didn't go to Mr. Shen, then he was relieved, and he didn't dissuade him anymore, and directly sent Ji Youyang to the garage to get the car.

When Ji Youyang drove out, he happened to meet Zhao Chunyu at the door and came back.

Zhao Chunyu, whose front wheels had already driven into the gate of the Ji Mansion, saw a blue Aston Martin drive out, and the sports car saw that he had entered the Ji Mansion and did not back down, the door was so wide, but it drove in his direction, Zhao Chunyu, who was unwilling, endured the hatred in his heart and retreated to give way.

Zhao Chunyu, who exited the gate of the Ji Mansion, saw the sports car that drove out, and at the place where his front wheels had stopped just now, he slammed the accelerator and sped away.

Zhao Chunyu, who was not happy in his heart, felt that Ji Youyang was humiliating and mocking his identity when he heard the sports car bang on the accelerator, and he had to give way even when he met, Zhao Chunyu raised his hand angrily and slapped the steering wheel.

Zhao Chunyu, who was panting, hinted that he should calm down, "Now is not the time to talk about this!" "Hurry up and drive into the house.

There was still some time before dinner, and Ding Ruyi was in the room directing the maid to decorate the room according to his favorite style.

Seeing that the things were almost moved, but he didn't see the painting he selected in the warehouse, Ding Ruyi was dissatisfied, "Why haven't you taken the painting yet?" ”

The servant who passed by stopped and nodded at Ding Ruyi, "Mrs. Cousin, I don't know much about this, we are only responsible for what we have to do as instructed from above." ”

"Forget it, it's useless to ask!" At this time, Ding Ruyi was no longer the approachable and smiling Ding Ruyi before marrying Wei Shengmian, and he rolled his eyes when he was slightly unhappy.

The maid saw Ding Ruyi's arrogant appearance, and after turning his drooping eyes, he looked at Ding Ruyi with a smile, and said respectfully: "Mrs. Cousin, Mr. Lane is counting outside, you can go and ask." ”

"Got it." Ding Ruyi waved impatiently and walked quickly to the door.

Looking at Ding Ruyi's departing back, the maid stuck out his tongue at Ding Ruyi's back.

Isn't it just that he relied on his thick skin and climbed into the bed of Young Master Shengmian, so that he has today's glory and wealth, who can he pretend to be the hostess! It's disgusting.

The manager of Ryan, who was counting outside, closed the notebook after confirming the last piece of display, and was about to take the notebook to go in when he saw Ding Ruyi coming out, "Mrs. Table." ”

"Ryan, are you ready for everything I want?"

"Yes, it has been delivered to the room, this is the record book, please sign it below to confirm the receipt."

Ding Ruyi took the record book, flipped through several pages and didn't find the painting he wanted, "How can there be no one I want, the manor sunset oil painting?" ”

Manager Ryan clasped his hands on his lower abdomen, nodded to Ding Ruyi before speaking: "That's the case, because Mrs. ordered to decorate the second bedroom, so the painting was sent to the second bedroom." ”

"What?" What does that mean? The things she fancied first, why should she hang them in the second bedroom! Ding Ruyi didn't sign it, and handed the record book back to Chief Lane, "If that's the case, then I can't sign this word." ”

She won't sign it, so that Ryan can't make a deal, and see if Ryan dares to despise her status.

Just when Ding Ruyi was angry, Luo Zhiqiu's voice sounded in the corridor: "Ryan, why are you still here?" ”

Ding Ruyi and Chief Lane turned to look at the people who came over, Ding Ruyi smiled and nodded to Luo Zhiqiu to say hello, "Auntie." ”

"Hmm." Luo Zhiqiu nodded and glanced at the busy servants in the room, "It seems that it can be done today." ”

"It'll be fine in a moment." I didn't expect that there were so many treasures in the Ji family's treasury, and any one of them would cost a lot of money.

Luo Zhiqiu patted Ding Ruyi's shoulder and looked at Manager Lane, "How long will it take to get it done, it's almost time for dinner, I'm going to prepare the meals to be sent to the hospital, and tonight I will use Western food to take out the set of utensils that Duchess Elizabeth gave to the old lady in 81." ”

"Yes, got it, I'll be over in a moment."

Hearing Ryan say that he would go over later, Ding Ruyi immediately understood what this meant, and after a series of dry laughs, he hurriedly wanted to explain something, but he didn't expect Luo Zhiqiu to interrupt her.

"What's the matter, what's left unattended?"

Manager Ryan looked down at the blank space that had not been signed, "Mrs. Cousin said that if I can't bring her the sunset oil painting of the manor hanging in the second bedroom, she won't sign the book, and I'm worried about finding a way to solve it." ”

This damn Ryan! Actually put her in the army!

Luo Zhiqiu immediately lowered his face and reproached sharply: "Ryan, you have been in the Ji family for so many years, and you are not even clear about this rule?" The manor sunset oil painting is a gift from the royal family to the Ji family in the nineteenth century, this painting, which has been handed down from the past, can only be owned by the person in charge of the family, which is a symbol of status, how can anyone use it. ”

"It's that I didn't think it through." Chief Ryan nodded in reply.

After training people, Luo Zhiqiu looked back at Ding Ruyi with a smile on his face, changed his previous strictness, and explained bitterly: "Ruyi, you just married into the Ji family, and there are still many things that you haven't had time to learn, this painting, it's not that Ryan doesn't give it, it's just that he doesn't have this power, and I don't have this power." ”

Who knows if Luo Zhiqiu's words about Sang scolding Huai are really like this, maybe Luo Zhiqiu deliberately fabricated these words in order to find her angry and Ji Jiameng to be angry.

Isn't the person in power in the Ji family an old lady?

Not hung in the old lady's room, hung in the second bedroom? There is no one living in that place in the second bedroom!

"It's me who is not good, I can't blame Mr. Ryan, in the future, if there is anything wrong, please remind my aunt more."

"Okay." Luo Zhiqiu smiled and nodded, "Over in the kitchen, cooking, I'll go over and take a look first, you can rest well today, and from tomorrow, I will teach you some housework." ”

"Hey." Ding Ruyi snorted and responded.

After Luo Zhiqiu left, Manager Lane handed the record book to Ding Ruyi.

Ding Ruyi, who was still arrogant just now, took the record book with a smile on his face at this time, "Manager Lane, why didn't you tell me the origin of that painting, fortunately it didn't cause a misunderstanding, otherwise people would think that we, the outsiders under the fence, are bigger than the master's mother-in-law." Thinking that Mr. Lane, a foreigner, could not understand the local dialect, Ding Ruyi smiled and mocked his status in dialect when he said the last sentence.

Indeed, Mr. Ryan didn't understand what the last sentence meant, so he had a professional smile on his face, but he knew that it wouldn't be a nice word.