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"Knock knock!"

Ji Ziming stood at the door of a brown-red wooden door and knocked on the door with an indifferent expression.

"Come in." After a while, a deep but powerful male voice came from inside.

"Smack~!" Ji Ziming opened the mahogany door and slowly walked into the room.

This room is a study, the decoration color of the room is mainly black, the furniture is all made of good agarwood, as long as it is a knowledgeable person, you don't need to look, you can smell it just by smelling it, the furniture in this room is all made of fine agarwood.

"Dad." Walking into the study, Ji Ziming saw his father, sitting on a guest chair in the corner of the study, and on the wooden coffee table next to the chair, there was still freshly brewed tea.

"Sit." The middle-aged man sitting on the wooden chair looks quite similar to Ji Ziming, except that Ji Ziming's face is more smooth and his temperament is more cold, and Ji Ziming's father, Ji Chengtian looks more serious.

The others are quite similar, and at a glance, you can see that this is the father and son.

Listening to Ji Chengtian's words, Ji Ziming sat on the wooden chair next to Ji Chengtian with a light face, and calmly picked up another steaming purple sand teacup on the coffee table.

The faint aroma of tea is mixed with the smell of agarwood, which has an indescribable and elegant taste.

In addition to the two men drinking tea, their faces are very extraordinary, and their manners are elegant, which adds a bit of elegance.

Ji Ziming and Ji Chengtian are not talkative people, so since Ji Ziming came in, the father and son have not really had any communication, just quietly sipping tea.

One, two, three...... Gradually, the temperature of the hot tea also dropped slightly, but neither of them spoke, as if they were competing.

Ji Chengtian, who was calmly drinking tea as soon as Ji Ziming came in, looked at the appearance of sitting beside him, quietly sipping tea, and being older than himself, with a frown, and put the purple sand teacup in his hand on the wooden coffee table with a little heavy movements.

"Smack~!" The sound did not make Ji Ziming have any reaction, he didn't even blink his eyes, and his demeanor was still so elegant sipping tea.

"I arranged a blind date for you." Ji Chengtian picked up the fair cup with an indifferent expression, poured a cup of tea into the small purple sand teacup, and said in a deep voice without looking at Ji Ziming.

After Ji Chengtian's words just fell, Ji Ziming held the fingers of the teacup and paused slightly, his eyes seemed to be cold.

"It's your Uncle Ji's youngest daughter, who just came back from studying abroad......"

Before Ji Chengtian's words were finished, he was interrupted by Ji Ziming.

"Not interested." Ji Ziming slowly put down the teacup in his hand and said very indifferently.

"Humph! So what are you interested in. Ji Chengtian looked at Ji Ziming with cold eyes, and said coldly, there seemed to be some anger in that voice.

But Ji Chengtian's anger obviously did not scare Ji Ziming, the look on his face was faint, and he did not react at all.

"You're not small anymore! There is a limit to my tolerance! Ji Chengtian saw Ji Ziming's indifferent and silent appearance, and his heart became more and more annoyed.

In the air, a terrifying coercion was instantly permeated.

"I don't need you to meddle in my affairs yet." Ji Ziming felt the coercion that Ji Chengtian sent towards him, but he didn't even move his brows, his expression was indifferent, and he poured himself another cup of tea with an elegant demeanor.

Seeing that his son was still calm and calm even in the face of his deliberate coercion, Ji Chengtian was actually a little happy in his heart, but both father and son had one problem, that is, they were awkward and stubborn.

"I have already discussed this matter with your Uncle Ji." Ji Chengtian snorted coldly and said to himself.

"Then you can go yourself."

"You!"

The atmosphere in the study gradually condensed and tense, and seeing that the atmosphere of the father and son was getting more and more wrong, suddenly, a delicate female voice came from outside the door of the study.

"Honey~ I'm hungry~ I made some refreshments for you and Mingming."

Ji's mother walked in from outside the study, still holding a plate of delicate and beautiful refreshments in her hand.

These two masters, really, when they meet, they are either cold and relatively silent, or they are talking seriously about things at work.

Otherwise, it's a dispute between putting air conditioning on you and air conditioning on me.

Alas, she is a wife and a mother at the same time, but she is really tired!

She is really the best wife and mother in the world~~~~

Looking at the intoxicated look on Ji's mother's face, the father and son of the Ji family stopped eating in an instant, and the cold air around them suddenly disappeared.

"Husband, you too, our son is so good, where do you need to go on a blind date~" Ji's mother smiled and put the refreshments on the wooden coffee table, and said to Ji Chengtian coquettishly.

"I ......" Ji Chengtian looked at Ji's mother with a look of coquettishness when she glanced at him, and he was still serious and cold to Ji Ziming just now, and he was instantly stuck.

As if he had changed someone, he muttered in a low voice: "This is not what Lao Ji mentioned to me first." ”

The head of the Ji family, Ji Ziming's father, Ji Chengtian, if you want to say what his biggest weakness is, it is ...... 'afraid' of his wife.

Ji Chengtian, who has always been cold-blooded and ruthless outside, and has always been strict with his own son, has never had a good face, but when facing his wife, he is called cautious.

I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, my flat face will scare my wife.

"When he brought it up, you agreed." Mother Ji looked at her husband and said with a smile: "Could it be that the youngest daughter of the old Ji family is so good?" ”

"Coriander, you forgot, you have seen the youngest daughter of the old Ji family." Ji Chengtian coughed lightly, and when he looked at Ji's mother, his face softened.

"Oh? Have I seen it? Why don't I have any impression in my head, I just remember that the eldest daughter of the old Ji family doesn't love men and women, what is this little girl, I really don't have any impression. Mother Ji thought seriously for a while, but she didn't remember who the little daughter of the Ji family was.

"It's the little girl who was clamoring to be Ziming's bride." Ji Chengtian saw that his wife couldn't remember, and said remindedly.

"Oh! I remember! It's that chubby chick! Haha~ This time flies so fast! In the blink of an eye, the chubby girl who cried her nose back then began to go on a blind date! Listening to Ji Chengtian's words, Ji's mother instantly remembered and said with a laugh.

"However, if it's this little chubby girl, son, it's good for you to see it!"

Listening to Ji's mother's mouthful of a little chubby girl, I don't know why, Pei Ge's figure appeared in Ji Ziming's mind......