"Uncle, you obviously care about me, and you still refuse to admit it."

Mao Nana secretly laughed out loud in her heart, looking at Qu Xiujie in front of her and not wanting to admit her appearance at all, the curvature of the corners of her lips was very beautiful, and her beautiful apricot eyes looked at him and continued, "Uncle, do you know that you look very cute like this." ”

"Where am I cute, you are more cute."

Qu Xiujie disagreed, looked at Mao Nana's eyes and became indifferent, picked up the collar behind Mao Nana with one hand, and directly carried Mao Nana to Le's side, and continued, "You are the cutest, you are cute everywhere." ”

"Of course I'm cute, I'm cute."

Mao Nana blinked her eyes and looked at Qu Xiujie in front of her with a smile.

"Oh."

Qu Xiujie responded in a low voice, looked at Mao Nana's clothes and said, "Yes, you are cute, you are all sexy style, where can I keep up." ”

"Uncle, you're just jealous."

Mao Nana covered her lips and laughed, but she was very satisfied with the change in Qu Xiujie's expression now, as if only in this way could she prove how much Mao Nana's position occupied in Qu Xiujie's heart, even so, Mao Nana still preferred to look at him and herself against each other.

The uncle who can fight with thieves in the mall can always give her an endless sense of security, and it is precisely because of this that Mao Nana believes more that fate is something that can be met but not sought.

"How can this be said to be jealous?"

Qu Xiujie's heart trembled slightly, what was this girl thinking in her head, she just wanted her to wear long pants, why was it so difficult, and it had to be related to the reason why she was jealous. God knows if Qu Xiujie was really jealous or deliberately wanted to watch her shiver in the cold wind.

But when Qu Xiujie remembered that the group of men were drooling at Mao Nana's long legs, he felt unhappy, it felt like the daughter he raised was remembered by others.

"You're just jealous, but if you admit it, I'll tell you I'll listen to you, and I'll wear trousers tomorrow, but if you don't admit it, I'll still wear a skirt, or that kind of super short and super seductive skirt."

Mao Nana's pink lips bitten lightly, infinitely charming.

"Then I don't care if you like to wear it or not, anyway, it's you who is cold, not me."

Qu Xiujie's eyes slid from Mao Nana's face to her long legs, beautiful, straight, and it was impossible to describe those beautiful legs.

"Hey, do you want to admit that it's so hard for you to be jealous?"

Mao Nana bit her lip angrily, and her beautiful apricot eyes still hid her little dissatisfaction, this elm head, is it lying to her or himself.

"I'm not jealous in the first place, why should I admit it, really."

Qu Xiujie's voice was low, and he walked into the house with a shovel, leaving Mao Nana standing alone on the edge of the osmanthus tree sapling in the backyard, the anger on her face was still there, but the smile in her eyes could not be concealed.

Zhang Manhua, who was standing upstairs on the second floor, saw all the scenes in the backyard clearly, and she liked this Mao Nana more and more.

Compared with Pei Ge, this Mao Nana is more suitable for being an intimate little padded jacket, thinking of Pei Ge, Zhang Manhua's heart is faintly worried, the recent incident of the Qu family, she has not heard of it, although Qu Xiujie moved out of the Qu family, but in the end he is still a member of the Qu family.

was just casual in the shopping mall in R City before, and he saved Mao Nana, which has been widely spread on TV, and now Qujia's stock market has fallen seriously, Zhang Manhua knows that it is Pei Ge and Ji Ziming who did it, thinking of Ji Ziming, I think of the sincerity and seriousness when he asked Zhang Manhua to let Pei Ge marry him.

Maybe love is really a serious thing, and it really can't tolerate a little bit of adulteration.

Now the stock market of the Qu family has risen back at a lunch time, and it is an unfathomable appearance, Zhang Manhua knows that in this capital, only Ji Ziming has such great power and can directly control the entire stock market, and it is precisely because of this that Zhang Manhua will be even more worried about whether Pei Ge is going to trip the Qu family or the old lady Qu.

She has no music in her heart, and she has no confidence in herself.

At this time, in the Ji family's villa, Pei Ge was dressed neatly and rushed to the Ji company in the driver's car, and when he arrived at the company, Pei Ge officially helped Qu Jingwan bring the Qu family back to life.

In the president's office, Ji Ziming was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a cup of coffee, his long figure was very slender, his handsome facial features, and his cold and hard lines outlined Ji Ziming's unique temperament.

"Ziming, is this your plan to deal with the Qu family?"

Pei Ge found a blue folder on Ji Ziming's desk, which recorded in detail the profits and losses of Qu's company in recent years, and also marked the percentage of all profit and loss industries, which was very fine.

"Yes, it's not a plan to deal with Qu's company, it's just a financial statement of Qu's company over the years."

Ji Ziming turned around, and the sunlight was behind him, meaning a beautiful shape.

"What does that mean, and what is this for?"

Pei Ge was puzzled, looking at Ji Ziming's face confident and calm.

"Of course this is useful, as long as I have this, I have a general understanding of all the profitable industries of the Qu family, for so many years, it has been Mrs. Qu who is in control of the Qu family's company, including the big and small affairs of the Qu family. Gege, you may not believe it, Master Qu doesn't have a penny in his name, and he is completely hollowed out. ”

"Isn't that supposed to say that he deserved it?"

Peig pursed his lips indifferently and said.

"Yes, it's time to say that about him, it's really pitiful, you said that he is so old, and he is still playing the routine of the love of the old husband and wife, what is the reason?"

Ji Ziming took a shallow sip of coffee, and said in an admiring voice, "Gege, let me tell you another news, the more people are afraid of death, the older they are." ”

"Death?"

Pei Ge frowned, looking at Ji Ziming's eyes, he didn't know what he was trying to express.

"Yes, death."

Ji Ziming's voice was very low, his Adam's apple rolled, and he took a big sip of coffee, "This coffee is good." ”

"By the way, when will Dad come back, I have asked Mom Zhang to clean the house again recently."

Peg didn't go on to ask about "death."