He stood at the door for a few seconds before slowly walking in.

Downstairs, Lu Yanbei was making arrangements for the servants, while Ji Xingchen helped Ji Rusong go upstairs.

Ji Rusong looked at everything familiar. He had lived here for many years. He had given this house to Nan Xiangwan because he loved Nan Xiangwan. After Nan Xiangwan's death, the house naturally fell into Ji Xingchen's hands.

He was so lucky now. If this house was gone, Ji Rusong would really feel bad.

Scenes of past events flash before our eyes, and it’s easy to get sentimental as we get older.

Ji Rusong suddenly mentioned Nan Xiangwan: "You and your mother are quite similar."

Ji Xingchen paused, his fingertips turned white, and showed an ugly smile: "Dad, why did you suddenly mention mom?"

Ji Rusong said: "After experiencing something, I will come back to be moved by the scene."

Ji Xingchen didn't answer.

Ji Rusong continued: "The most similar thing between you and your mother is that you are stubborn. If you set your sights on it, you must do it. But you got through it, but Xiang Wan didn't."

Ji Xingchen tightened his lips and looked pale for a moment: "Dad, don't mention mom."

Ji Xingchen didn't want to recall the things that were sealed in her memory for a moment. Over the years, she rarely even went to Nan Xiangwan's grave, even on the Qingming Festival and the anniversary of his death.

It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare...

Nan Xiangwan's death was something Ji Xingchen didn't want to mention.

Ji Rusong looked at Ji Xingchen. He knew where Ji Xingchen's heart was, and sighed: "Xingchen, what happened in the past is in the past. I don't blame you for that. You were still so young at that time..."

"Dad!" Ji Xingchen interrupted suddenly, "You have just come out of the hospital and have a good rest."

Ji Rusong looked at his daughter. After all these years, she was still so blunt in changing the topic. Whenever Nan Xiangwan was mentioned, she would instinctively escape.

Ji Rusong said in a deep voice: "Xingchen, people should look forward. Now that you have Lu Yanbei, live a good life with him and don't let yourself fall into a nightmare. I don't blame you for what happened to your mother."

Ji Xingchen clenched his fingers and begged hoarsely: "Dad, stop talking."

Seeing the pain on her face, Ji Rusong finally stopped talking and just sighed again invisibly when he turned around.

Ji Xingchen closed the door as if fleeing and leaned against the door, gasping for air. For a moment, she seemed to see Nan Xiangwan before she died.

Quiet, determined.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yanbei went upstairs and saw Ji Xingchen leaning against the door. His face didn't look good. He couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Why are you standing outside?"

Ji Xingchen's whole figure seemed to have fallen to the bottom of the sea. When the seawater was about to submerge her, a voice came from her ears and fished her out from the bottom of the sea.

She raised her eyes slightly, her fox eyes glowing red: "Dad is resting, I will come out."

Ji Xingchen instinctively didn't want Lu Yanbei to see her miserable side, so she tried her best to squeeze out a smile to prevent him from seeing the flaw: "I'm hungry."

Lu Yanbei glanced at her and didn't go into details. He just said, "I'm going to cook, and you will help me?"

Ji Xingchen nodded hurriedly.

She needs to do something now to calm her restless mood.

In the kitchen, she washed vegetables and Lu Yanbei cooked.

It looks like a rare harmony.

It's just that Ji Xingchen never touched Yang Chun Shui, so when she put the basket of washed vegetables on the table.

Lu Yanbei's temples jumped suddenly.

She pulled out a Chinese cabbage until only the heart was left, and the roots of the mushrooms were still stained with dirt.

Not to mention the water all over the floor.

But this little woman still looked like she was asking for compliments: "How is it? Is my washing good?"

Lu Yanbei silently cleaned up the mess, but also praised: "Well, he is very...talented."

Ji Xingchen obviously didn't hear the deep meaning in his words. She felt that she might be really talented in this area, so she planned to take over the responsibility of cooking. Anyway, it was quite easy to watch Lu Yanbei cook. For her,

It shouldn't be difficult, right?

Ji Xingchen made the request confidently: "How about you wash the vegetables and I cook?"

Lu Yanbei chuckled in his heart.

How about it?

not so good.

He was afraid that she would blow up the kitchen.

So he smiled and declined: "Baby, the court results came out today. Why don't you tell your friends... about the good news? I think they would really like to know."

Ji Xingchen was immediately diverted, "You're right! I even forgot to tell them!"

Lu Yanbei said calmly: "Well, go quickly, my husband can do the dirty work like cooking."

Ji Xingchen shook his head: "What can I do? I'd better help."

Lu Yanbei could only use his trump card: "It will hurt your hands."

Sure enough, Ji Xingchen decisively left the kitchen in the next second, slipped to the sofa and sat down.

Lu Yanbei curled up the corners of his lips helplessly and continued the work at hand.

Ji Xingchen sat on the sofa and started a group video directly in the group.

Three faces appeared on the screen, Gu Yao was applying a facial mask, Qi Yue seemed to be reading a book, and Zhou Minglang was sitting in his car, lazily crossing his legs.

Ji Xingchen raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I have some good news for you."

Zhou Minglang was quick to talk, "The verdict was on the hot search this morning. You don't have to say it. Your stepmother is in trouble this time, but why is she so honest?"

Ji Xingchen clicked his tongue and said, "Of course I have a way."

Qi Yue asked: "How is Uncle Ji's health?"

Ji Xingchen: "I was discharged from the hospital in the afternoon. I will be resting now. The doctor said that as long as my mood remains stable and I pay attention to rest, I'll be fine."

Qi Yue nodded: "That's good."

As soon as Gu Yao took off the mask, she wiped her face and came closer: "My dad even praised you for your awesomeness when he saw the news today, Xingchen."

Ji Xingchen was quite surprised, "Uncle Gu praised me?"

Gu Yao said: "Yes, it is said that the young are better than the old. You have the demeanor of your father, but you still compare me with you and make me worthless. I was so angry that I didn't even eat lunch."

"Pfft." Ji Xingchen couldn't help but laugh: "It's okay, just treat it like losing weight. By the way, thank Uncle Gu for me. I'll come and say thank you another day."

Gu Yao snorted: "Why are you thanking my dad? He didn't help you with anything." Speaking of this matter, Gu Yao felt sorry for Ji Xingchen. Something happened to her friend, but she couldn't help at all.

, she was depressed for several days.

Ji Xingchen said: "Don't say that. Uncle Gu has to pay a lot of attention since he is in a high position. You think he didn't help me. In fact, I think he helped me a lot. If Uncle Gu hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have thought of Qin Li.

Take action."

Gu Yao chuckled and said, "Anyway, it's fine now."

Ji Xingchen said: "Are you free tonight? Come out and celebrate."

Zhou Minglang said carelessly: "The Ji family is gone and you still celebrate."

Qi Yue didn't speak, but glanced at him casually.

Ji Xingchen rolled his eyes: "If the Ji family falls, it will fall. Is it possible that I can't support my dad on my own?"


Chapter completed!