"Buzz—" the phone in my pocket vibrates.

Trouble Spicy: [Is it delicious? Little Sweet?]

Ye Ting lowered his eyes and glanced at the text message. After a while, he sneered briefly and stuffed his phone back.

Taohuayu.

The minimalist glass villa has a ceiling light, Ji Yu is wearing a white bathrobe and moist hair, sitting in the living room.

On the computer screen in front of him, a face that was not angry and powerful appeared.

The old man has soft hair, silver hair and blue eyes, European-style appearance, wearing a heavy black windbreaker, and behind him is an elegant British old housekeeper.

"Grandpa." Ji Yu spoke.

"A bastard! I don't even care about my family company for a woman. Come to M Country immediately!"

Ji Yu's eyes were calm, and the lights above his head were falling down, and a handsome pale and three-dimensional face seemed to be air conditioning.

"You got it."

Despite the distance across the ocean, the old man in the video is still majestic.

The entertainment empire created by the Ji family is spread all over the world, and the Jiteng Group is just a branch in China.

Ji Yu was "sent" to the Chinese president by his father. He originally planned to stay for three months, but he stayed for a year and a half.

The reason is that it cannot be hidden from the old man.

"You want to marry her?"

Mr. Ji's Mandarin is not fluent in Mandarin, but his eyebrows are completely devoid of his grandfather's kindness to his grandson, and his indifference and decisive behavior of a businessman.

Ji Yu didn't say anything, half-hugged his eyelashes and pressed down the curve of the corners of his lips.

"I have ordered the assistant to book a plane for you at 8 a.m. tomorrow."

"Ji Yu, I believe you don't want to see the Miss Su you love is threatened because of you."

Ji Yu closed his eyes and adjusted his emotions heavily.

It seemed as if an invisible mountain was pressed over his head. Ji Yu spoke in a very light tone and said respectfully and politely: "Okay. Grandpa."

It is dark and dark light illuminates the interior through the curtains.

Su Ci pulled down her eye mask and opened her eyes sleepyly.

The collar of the Bingsi pajamas was rubbed a little dispersed by her, revealing half of her shoulders that looked like jade, and her long legs were evenly symmetrical and fair.

Su Ci yawned and got out of bed lazily.

I walked to the window and was about to pull the curtain, but I saw a Rolls-Royce parked outside the villa.

I can't see the license plate number clearly, it seems to be... Ji Yu's car?

Su Ci pulled open the bedside table, took out a telescope, and put it on the bridge of her nose.

The license plate of the continuous number was moved upwards, and the man in an iron gray suit sat in the driver's seat with one hand on the steering wheel.

It's really Ji Yu.

What did he do when he came to his doorstep in the morning?

Ji Yu didn't sleep all night and wanted to send her a message. He edited it countless times and deleted it countless times, but he didn't know what to say.

There were three hours left before the plane took off, and he couldn't help but drive to her doorstep.

Looking at the villa covered in the mist in the morning, Ji Yu waited for an hour blankly, lowered his head, rested his forehead on the steering wheel, and his jaw was curled tightly.

He touched a cigarette, slowly put it back, threw the cigarette box aside, and started the car.

Su Ci changed her clothes and ran out, opening the door of the villa.

"Ji Mengmeng——"

A ray of dawn rose in the sky, the red rising sun jumped out of the clouds, the golden and pink sky was covered with romantic rays, and the rear of the Rolls-Royce disappeared from sight.

"Why are you leaving?"

Su Ci pressed her stomach that was running out of breath, stood at the door for ten minutes, and turned around and walked into the villa.
Chapter completed!