Chapter 2 Living Together
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Jing Family Manor on the West Coast.
"If you don't want to live at home, then let Mianmian live with you in Qiuyue Terrace. You and your wife have never met before, so you need to live together and slowly cultivate your relationship." Grandpa Jing ordered.
Jing Zhengshen frowned, "Trouble! Where is the thing I want?"
Grandpa Jing opened the drawer and handed a heavy document to his grandson, "Zhengshen, the Ji family is also looking for this information. You have to be careful of Ji Mianmian."
Jing Zhengshen raised his eyes, stared at his grandfather coldly, took the document, stood up and wanted to leave.
"Zhengshen, in order to get you Mianmian, I have risked my old face."
Jing Zhengshen knew without thinking that his grandfather threatened the Ji family with the shameful incident of Grandpa Ji stealing his fiancée.
Before he left, he said, "Our two families have a complicated relationship. I will marry Ji Mianmian, but there will be no further possibility between us.
You'd better give up your wishful thinking. If I find out that you are doing something behind my back, I will not let Ji Mianmian go!"
After that, he disappeared into the study of Mr. Jing.
It was eight o'clock in the evening.
Ji Mianmian watched her luggage being transported to the man's territory by truck, "No, send less, I still have to live at home. What are you doing? I even sent my slippers here, are you kicking me out?"
Miss Ji San had so much luggage that it took an hour to finish the delivery.
After an hour, the room was quiet.
Ji Mianmian arrived at an unfamiliar territory, Qiuyue Terrace. Jing Ye's permanent residence!
Ji Mianmian looked at the man who took a photo with him during the day and swore an oath, and blinked, "Hi, hello, I, I am Ji Mianmian."
Jing Zhengshen didn't expect the old man to be so fast. He just finished talking in the afternoon and sent him the person in the evening.
"Jing Zhengshen."
Ji Mianmian knew him without him introducing himself. Not to mention the relationship between the two families, it would be hard for her not to know him even from the clips of the major newspapers and media.
Jing Zhengshen also looked at the little girl in front of him. He felt that he had committed a great sin by marrying such a young wife. And he married...
"You, 20?"
Ji Mianmian blinked and said "ah", then looked at her clothes and makeup and asked back: "Don't I look like 18 instead of 20?"
Jing Zhengshen pinched his eyebrows, he was too young.
Ji Mianmian was puzzled, what did his expression mean?
A month ago, he was also forced by his grandfather's coercion, so he agreed without thinking! Now he brought her here, looking at this little potato, the little wife who got the certificate, he was also in a dilemma.
The two looked at each other in silence, Jing Zhengshen really couldn't use the role of "wife" to bring her into the role. He stood up and glanced in the direction, "The third floor is my private area and cannot be touched. Pick a room for your bedroom."
Ji Mianmian blinked and decisively pulled her luggage to pick a room. She liked this part the most.
I heard that Jing Ye's Qiuyue Terrace has 360 degrees and 360 views.
She pulled her luggage and pushed open a bedroom at random. The view was really good~
After a while, she came out again, and then changed another bedroom. Not long after, she came out again, continued to look at the third bedroom, and came out again.
Miss Ji Jiajiao yelled at Jing Zhengshen on the second floor: "What a shabby place you are, there is not even a cloakroom."
Jing Zhengshen was also impatient, "If you want to live, live, if you don't want to live, leave."
He turned around and went upstairs mercilessly.
Ji Mianmian was angry, "Leave if you want to."
Just dialed the home phone, "Hello, Grandpa, take me home... Hello? Hello! Grandpa!"
Ji Mianmian later found that her family didn't answer her calls.
"Hmph, let's live here."
She went upstairs and found a room with a satisfactory view. She dragged her first big suitcase back and left the rest in the living room.
Jing Zhengshen, who was upstairs, glanced down and saw that she had settled herself, then entered the room.
The next day,
The rumbling sound of her stomach woke up Miss Jiao, who was sleeping in an indecent posture.
She lay on the bed with messy hair and shouted, "Mom".
Sure enough, the first sentence every child said after waking up was to call for mom to feed her, even if she was a 20-year-old child.
No one paid attention to her, so Ji Mianmian shouted even louder, "Mom~Mom~"
The room was quiet.
Ji Mianmian felt something was wrong. She suddenly looked up and looked at the unfamiliar bedside table, the unfamiliar environment, and a pillow that fell on the ground. The quilt was also half drooping beside the bed.
"!! Where is this?"
Five minutes later, Miss Ji San came to her senses while sitting on the bed. She was married, and she married Master Jing. This was Master Jing's Qiuyue Terrace!
It was almost noon, and Miss Ji San, who was starving, went downstairs.
Expecting the servants to cook for her, she walked around Qiuyue Terrace for half an hour, "Where are the people?"
Another hour later, Ji Mianmian pinched her waist with one hand and fanned herself with the other hand, "We are shooting a horror movie. There is no one, and the leaves are not moving."
Ji Mianmian put her hands on her waist, took a deep breath, and shouted in the yard: Hey~ Is there anyone!
The air was silent, and the crows above her head made a row of "ah, ah, ah" at the right time
It was very appropriate.
Jing's Building,
Jing Zhengshen handed the information he got from his grandfather to his assistant, "Go check the credibility of this information."
The assistant glanced at the content and understood instantly, "Yes, President."
He turned around and just walked out, he happened to meet the chairman who came to see the president, Jing Zhengshen's father Jing Dong.
"Zhengshen, last night was your wedding night, how did you get along with Mianmian?"
An assistant who didn't know that the president was married stumbled when crossing the stairs, making a loud noise, making the employees in the secretarial department look up and look at him. And he turned back to look at his superior in shock.
Jing Zhengshen glanced at his assistant who had always been steady, and saw that the assistant quickly adjusted himself. Even if the doubts in his heart were about to drown him, he had to pretend to be calm and leave to investigate the matter given to him by the president.
Jing Zhengshen looked at his father, "What do you want to know?"
At eight o'clock in the evening,
Jing Zhengshen finished a day's work and got off work. He got up and planned to go home, but suddenly remembered that there was one more person in the house now, and he would have to face it when he went back.
So he sat on the chair and planned to live in the company.
At this time, the assistant who dared not ask knocked on the door and came in, "President, the master called to urge you to go home after get off work to accompany... his wife."
Jing Zhengshen thought for a moment and stood up. He still had to face what he had to face.
He couldn't stay away from home forever.
Qiuyue Terrace.
Ji Mianmian covered her stomach and looked at the sunset outside the window. She stood up and walked to the window curiously to admire it.
She walked around the yard during the day. It must be said that Jing Zhengshen's vision was unique. Qiuyue Terrace was a place where you could watch the sunrise in the east and the sunset in the west.
There were mountain views in the north and springs in the south, and lakes and lakes were connected. Even the design of the small villa in the middle was wonderful. The afterglow of the sunset hit the wall, and it was covered with a layer of beautiful orange light.
However, no matter how beautiful it was, her stomach had been rumbling for a while.
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