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Chapter 2030 Whose woman you are, spoil it

Looking at her nodding with a cute expression, the man couldn't help but gently pinch her chin and sucked her lips with thin lips. Ji Tingyan's whole body felt as if an electric current was rushing across her body.

"Xiao Ting..." The voice of the mother-binding came from the corridor.

Ji Tingyan opened her beautiful eyes and pushed the man away suddenly. Wu Ting was still unsatisfied, with a smile hidden in her eyes. She slowly tidied up her clothes and got up to walk towards the balcony door: "Mom, we are here."

"Dinner is ready, come down and have a meal."

The mother-bound said gently.

"Okay, let's come down."

After Fu Ting answered, he turned around and looked at Ji Tingyan with a blushing face. He immediately walked over, put his long arms around her waist, and pulled her into his arms: "Do you like blushing so much?"

Ji Tingyan was not ashamed or scared. She took the back of her hand and bit her mouth lightly: "Can you be more serious at your house?

If your mother saw it just now, it would be so embarrassing."

"What are we afraid of? We are all about to get married."

But Fu Ting was thick-skinned enough. Even if his mother saw it, he would not feel embarrassed.

"Okay, I will bully you like this one day."

Ji Tingyan immediately snorted proudly.

"ah?"

The man's expression was terrifying. He was bullied by her at the Ji family?

"Okay, you won."

Fu Ting's whole body shook, and his body became cold. If the elders of the Ji family saw the scene just now, he really didn't know how to end it.

Ji Tingyan won completely and felt refreshed. Why did she always have a way to cure him?

The two of them came down from the upper floor, and the mother of the bun quickly greeted him warmly: "Tingyan, come and have a meal."

"Thank you aunt."

Ji Tingyan walked over regularly and sat straight.

Futing sat next to her, handed her chopsticks, and then brought her a bowl to serve her rice.

"I'll do it myself."

Ji Tingyan took it with a embarrassed look and said in a low voice.

But the mother of Bili smiled: "It's okay, let him be busy. He is a man, do more."

Futing discovered that his status in his mother's heart had plummeted. In the past, he and his brother would take care of them when they went home for dinner, but now he only cared for Xiaona.

Ji Tingyan was even more embarrassed. If she hadn't been at Mother's house, she would of course let MoTing do it, but at this moment, she was really afraid that Mother would feel that she was too lazy.

"Tingyan, where is your home?

What job do parents do?

Don’t get me wrong, my aunt just wanted to know, I didn’t mean to inquire.”

The mother of Bifang explained with a smile that she was really just curious.

Ji Tingyan immediately and gently introduced her family to Fu Mother. Fu Mother's eyes widened: "Are you Ji Xiaohan's daughter?"

"Yes, aunt."

Ji Tingyan replied in a low voice.

Fu Ting quickly explained from the side: "Mom, it's wrong for me. I haven't introduced you to you before."

"I wasn't angry, I was just too shocked. Your father is a legend in our business world. When I was young, I had the honor to meet him several times. I was really surprised. I didn't expect that I could still become a relative of him. Xiaoting, have you met the elders of the Ji family?

How do they think of you?”

The mother-binding was so surprised, but what followed was worried that her son was of course excellent, but the Ji family was much better than them. If they insisted on getting married, the outside world would definitely say the word "high-slide".

"Mom, when we go back this time, I will visit Ji's house."

Fu Ting said softly.

"Have you gone yet?"

The mother-binding was stunned.

Seeing that the atmosphere seemed a little stiff, Ji Tingyan flashed in panic. Could it be that her family background made her mother unhappy?

People often say that marriage is high and low, are you worried about binding a mother?

"Aunt, I mentioned to my parents about my dating with Futing, and they agreed very much."

Ji Tingyan whispered.

"real?"

When the mother of Bifu heard her say this in person, she finally relieved some of her worries. However, if it weren't for Ji Xiaohan's words, she would still feel unsure.

"It's true, aunt, are you worried that I will bully him? I don't know. I really like him. When I get married, I will be a good wife."

When Ji Tingyan saw that Fu's mother always frowned, she didn't know where the courage came from. At the dining table, in front of Fu's mother, she confessed her love indiscriminately.

Under the table, her hand was tightly held by a hot palm, and Fu Ting looked at her deeply.

"Of course I believe you are truly in love. Otherwise, you wouldn't come home to see me with him. Tingyan, my husband died early, and I and my mother-in-law raised them. I sincerely hope they can have a good relationship. I believe in you, don't be nervous."

After hearing Ji Tingyan's confession, the mother of the bundled mother was moved. Her son was her pride. She believed that her son must have his highlights so that people would like him.

Ji Tingyan looked at her mother with distress, a woman who shouldered the burden of the company and also brought two children. Such suffering is really not something that ordinary people can bear. Of course, she understands her hope that her children will be happy.

"Aunt, I can understand your mood. If you are worried that my parents will object, you don't have to. I will definitely convince them, and they agree."

Ji Tingyan tried hard to explain.

Seeing that the two women were explaining because of him, Futing was helpless and had to speak, "Mom, if you don't eat, the food will be cold."

The mother of Fu was stunned, and then she realized that the dishes on the table had not yet been turned on. She felt a little ashamed and quickly greeted her: "Tingyan, eat it, I won't have a chat."

Three people were sitting at the table for dinner. The mother tied to the mother was very happy and her eyes flashed on the two young men.

"By the way, Xiaoting, your brother has been abroad for too long this time. He said he was working and wouldn't go out to play again, right?"

Fu's mother frowned and asked Fu's story about his younger brother.

Fu Ting's eyes froze and he immediately smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry about him, he is already an adult."

"You don't know. Last time he found a girl to go home and act and cheated on me. This kid, I don't know what he was thinking all day long."

The mother-binding was so angry that time that she was so angry that her son didn't really find a girlfriend, but she even spent money to hire a girlfriend to come back to accompany her. She was so coquettish that she wanted to give her a gift. The girl was so scared that she told the truth.

Fu Ting couldn't help but laughed: "My brother is a little playful, but his attitude towards work is pretty good. Mom, when my brother gets married, you can hand over the company to him. I think he has to be a little stressed to calm down."

"Wait for him to get married?

I don’t know when the year or month of horses.”

The mother-binding snorted.

"He should... be soon."

Fu Ting thought of the scene between his younger brother and Tang Weixin, there should be a play to sing. Of course, it is not certain that Tang Weixin is a career-oriented woman. It is not certain whether his younger brother can get her Qinglai.

"Did you know something?

Has he got a girlfriend abroad?"

The mother-binding stared at her eldest son and asked, feeling that he must have known something.

Fu Ting laughed dryly and shook his head: "I guess, I don't know either."
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