It's rare to go home early, instead of seeing a hot meal on the table, Mr. Chi was a little irritable when he saw a pile of rags, and he didn't see anyone in the living room, he stood at the entrance and shouted: "Chi Jisong!" ”

A dark shadow ran down the stairs in front of him, and when he got to the front, he saw the little man in tatters.

"What are you trying to do with this mess?"

Chi Jisong stretched out his arms in front of him, limped around in place and stopped, facing him, "What do you think?" ”

Chi Wei looked at her ugly appearance, and her face did not change, "Do you think I'm idle?" ”

"Christmas costumes."

"Well," Chi Wei walked around her and headed for the study, "clean up this place, remember to cook." ”

Chi Jisong followed and caught the windbreaker he was about to put on the sofa, "Can you tell what kind of character this is?" ”

Xu was annoyed by her perseverance, Chi Wei stopped in front of the door and replied to her, "If it weren't for the little girl who sold matches, I advised you to do it again." ”

"It's almost seven o'clock now, and after my last meeting, I want to see the food."

"Okay, Mr. Chi." She was a little disappointed, after all, it was sad that the results of more than two hours were not appreciated, although the finished product was really not very good.

She was about to obediently clean up the mess when the door in front of her was opened again.

"What kind of outfit do you want?"

"A birch tree that doesn't block your face."

"Tomorrow, Mencius will find someone to send it to you."

The unexpected answer, Mr. Chi has not been as gentle as Mr. Chi recently, she thanked: "Thank you, Mr. Chi, I will learn to make bone broth for you next time." ”

"Bang-"

She was answered by the sound of the door closing.

"It's strange that you're going to make me do this kind of thing." Meng Ziyan's voice on the other end of the phone was lazy, according to her habits, it was estimated that she was hiding in the beauty salon.

Chi Wei pinched the bridge of his nose, leaned his neck on the chair behind him, and soothed his muscles: "You will agree, I am also very surprised." ”

"When Lady Marianne returns, I won't agree, and I will charge a commission this time."

"Which account to call?"

"The one before."

"Frozen so decisively this time?"

As soon as the words came out, the two were silent for a while, Mencius took a deep breath, and said, "I've been a little annoyed with Han Linyu recently, but it's just a little. ”

has long been accustomed to Mencius's connivance with Han Linyu, and Chi Wei does not comment on this.

"Jiang Mengan's mood hasn't been very good recently, I think you should go and have a look."

"It's his own business."

"If you don't care, maybe he will come to you to buy Chi Jisong's custody, and the person you cultivated will have to be replaced again."

"It's not started yet." When it comes to cultivation, among the four of them, the most rational is Chi Wei, followed by Mencius, so Chi Wei doesn't mind talking about these things with Mencius.

"Then you can continue to hold steady." Mencius hung up the phone.

In fact, she guessed well, Jiang Mengan did have the intention of taking Chi Jisong away, but in just a few days, he prepared the contract and formalities, but Chi Wei naturally refused.

Before refusing, he went to the orphanage to see, and for the time being, he did not find any other children who were more suitable than Chi Jisong.

Anyway, it is a danger to follow him, and it is also a danger to follow Jiang Mengan, so it is better to follow him in terms of the length of survival.

As Chi Jisong's legal guardian, he has the right to refuse on her behalf.

After a break, he turned on his computer and continued working.

At dinner, seeing that there were a few more dishes on the table than usual, Chi Wei picked his eyes and flattered him clearly.

I took a chopstick dish, and when I tasted it, the oil and salt were more than usual.

Chi Jisong brought his previous habits of cooking, saving oil and salt, and the meals he made were all clear soup and little water, he usually didn't have a heavy appetite, as long as it wasn't unpalatable, he didn't pick it much, except for one time Chi Jisong made bean sprouts that made him allergic, and he got angry, he didn't find fault with this aspect of things after that.

Today's hospitality made him feel that there were two other benefits of not giving Chi Jisong to Jiang Meng'an, and he was obedient and coaxing.

"Will you come to the show on Christmas Day?" Chi Jisong asked carefully, but also full of expectations.

"No, no." Chi Wei refused too decisively and didn't give the little girl a chance to play.

She retreated, "What about a few days of rehearsals?" ”

"It depends."

It is enough to have such an answer, Chi Jisong has always been very satisfied.

In the past two days, Chi Wei didn't go out at night, and read "The Little Prince" to Chi Jisong on time, he did a good job in fulfilling his promises, which is one of the reasons why he didn't promise others easily.

"Mr. Chi, do you like this book?" Chi Jisong asked a question after Chi Wei finished reading.

Chi Wei took a sip of red wine, got up and was about to leave: "What I promised you does not include answering questions." ”

"However, Mencius liked it very much." Chi Jisong knew that he didn't like the book.

"Click." The door was shut.

Mr. Chi is usually demagoguery, and his alternative gentleness can make people easily forget his madness, but in such a short time, she almost felt that the two gunshots were just hallucinations.