Gong Ji figured out the cause and effect of the matter, and once again admired Gessasaray's resolute and resolute methods.

"Hey, when I become rich in the future, I will buy a big house, and then you and your aunt will move in together. Even if you accidentally lose your job by then, I can support you. Mi Xiaojia's eyebrows danced, fantasizing about the moment he became a rich man, it would be a glorious thing.

"Okay, let's eat, you've been talking for an hour since you got home, and my mom was laughing at you. Gong Ji looked at Dong Yu, who was smiling, pointedly.

"Auntie is happy for me, you are jealous! Auntie eat more, when I have money, I will definitely honor Auntie." Mi Xiaojia said and kept putting vegetables into Dong Yu's bowl, and his face couldn't hide his joy.

Gong Ji had no choice but to take Mi Xiaojia, so Mi Xiaojia talked and sang to herself. According to her understanding of Enron, the so-called Xiaomi work is not necessarily easy to do, and it is difficult to earn an annual salary of 200,000 yuan smoothly, and Mi Xiaojia was happy too early.

Time just passed day by day. Every day, the newspaper news is a big report about the marriage in Los Angeles, and before you know it, the wedding date in Los Angeles is also approaching.

There are three days left, which is the best day for the marriage in Los Angeles.

Gong Ji plans to take the subway home after work that day. Usually there is Gesasa to send off, but today Gesasa has something to do, and he left the security company early in the morning. Gesasa told Gong Ji to be careful on the road, and Gong Ji agreed with her mouth.

She walked out of the office building, but suddenly a woman rushed out to block her path.

The person who came was white, and his little face was thinner than before, at first glance, he couldn't see the joy of the bride, wasn't it Luo Chun, the bride-to-be who was in the newspaper every day?

Gong Ji raised her eyebrows lightly, looked at Luo Chun with indifferent eyes, and didn't know why Luo Chun suddenly appeared.

"Can you talk to Gong Jian with me?" Luo Chun asked in a loud voice, looking at Gong Ji nervously.

"Tell me something, I'm hurrying home. Gong Ji replied lightly. She and Luo Chun have always had nothing to say, why should Luo Chun waste everyone's time?

"There are a lot of people here, I'm afraid that a reporter will suddenly come out and give me half an hour, okay?" Luo Chun stepped forward and took Gong Xi's hand, his beautiful eyes full of pleading.

Gong Ji glanced at Luo Chun's hands covered with green tendons, and found that there were some pinholes on it, and she fixed her eyes for a while.

Luo Chun felt Gong Ji's focused gaze, and hurriedly withdrew his hand and hid behind him.

"Let's go, there's a teahouse nearby. Gong Ji didn't think about it anymore and took the lead.

Luo Chun followed behind Gong Ji step by step, and the two quickly arrived at the teahouse and sat down together.

Gong Ji asked the waiter to serve a glass of boiled water, and looked out of the busy window. At the beginning of the day, the bustling crowd looks lively and noisy.

Luo Chun followed Gong Xi's line of sight and murmured softly: "People are so small, throw them into the pile, we can't find them." ”

Gong Ji retracted her gaze, lowered her eyes and took a sip of water, and opened her lips lightly: "If you have something, just say it, I want to go home early." ”

She told her family that she would go back early tonight, and she didn't want to break her promise.

"I've always wanted to say sorry to you. I'm going to marry my brother in three days, and I know that it was my appearance that made you and your brother go from husband and wife to passers-by. I, I just feel like I should say it to you personally, it wasn't my intention to hurt you. ”