"I'm sorry, Wenfan. It's all my fault. It's me who's holding you back."

"Sulian, what are you talking about? You have to remember that you are not wrong, everything is because the enemy is too cunning

"The enemy is too cunning..." Wen Su Lian murmured, suddenly her eyes turned, as if she thought of something, and her face was full of panic: "Wen fan, I suddenly think of something."

Ji Wenfan's eyes sank: "what's so flustered? Don't worry. Speak slowly

"I went to Xiaoyou to deliver soup today and saw her playing with a button."

"Button?" Ji Wenfan frowned doubtfully. He didn't put such a small thing in his heart, but Wen Sulian's worried appearance made him feel that something was wrong.

"Yes, and if I'm right, that button seems to be the one you lost on your previous" blind. "

"What?! How could that button be with her? " Hearing this, Ji Wenfan seems to be unable to sit still.

After that, he found a button missing from his clothes. Almost immediately, he thought that it must have been lost in the hospital, so he went back to look for it, but he still didn't find it.

This button has always been his worry. If it's just an ordinary button on an ordinary dress, he won't pay attention to it. However, the directivity of the "blind" button is too clear. If the person who gets the button has a heart, it's not difficult to find him.

After all, he is the only one who owns "blind" in the whole North City.

Why is it Gong Xiaoyou! Ji Wenfan was angry and anxious, but he had no choice but to smash his fist on the steering wheel. The huge voice made Wen Sulian shiver. Then he understood her husband's pain and comforted her: "Wenfan, don't be nervous. At that time, that button was always held by Xiaoyou. I'm not sure if it was the one you lost. ”

"whether it is or not, I'll try to get the button back. As the saying goes, it is better to kill one thousand than to let one go. She doesn't know by now that the button is mine, does she? "

"I don't know, but I think she seems to have some doubts. Otherwise, it's just a button. She doesn't need to take it with her. Wen fan, I think you'd better get the buttons back as soon as possible. I used to think I knew this girl well, but now... " "I know. Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it." Ji Wenfan turned his eyes to see her, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes: "Su Lian, in order to prevent the old man from getting suspicious, we still have to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, but you can rest assured that after a period of time, as long as the old man is a little relaxed

, I will marry you back. These days, you live in the villa in the suburb first. The old man doesn't know about this house. Don't mind. I will arrange it for you as soon as possible. "

"I can do all of these myself. You don't have to worry about me."

"How can it be? Su Lian, I'm sorry for you. I have to do something to make up for my guilt. " Ji Wenfan took her hand to kiss, affectionately looked at her: "you don't worry, I won't let you wait too long."

"Well, I believe you, Wenfan. I always believe you." Wen Sulian also looked back at him.

The cramped carriage was full of love for a moment.

……

……

Ji family.

Bai Mohan stood outside the villa and stopped.

Although wensufan and wensuyou have a good chance to leave this play.

"Where is the old man now?" Bai Mohan walks into Ji's villa quickly.

The servant's eyes were a little frightened. Almost everyone was afraid of the so-called young master sun. "How are you, Mr. Sun. Master, he just went to the study

Bai Mo Han nodded and then stepped upstairs.

Standing at the door of the study, after hesitating for a moment, he knocked on the door.

There was no response.

He frowned slightly, raised his hand to knock on the door again, this time stronger than before.

For a moment, the door was finally opened. Without raising his head, Ji shouted angrily: "didn't I say that no one should disturb me? Don't listen to Cold? "

In the middle of the story, he suddenly found that the man standing in front of him was Bai Mohan. For a moment, the old man was stunned there, his face was full of helpless, just like a child who made a mistake. He didn't know where to put his hands and feet: "Han, how are you? Why are you back? Oh, you see, I didn't know that you were the one who cursed. I thought it was someone who didn't understand. Don't take it to heart

White Mo Han just slightly narrowed his eyes, looking at the old man: "let's talk about it."

"Ah? Oh, good, good. "

The two of them are sitting face to face in front of a tea table. Mr. Ji looks very flustered. He seems to want to break the awkward deadlock, but he doesn't know what to say for a moment.After all, it's the first time for his grandson to take the initiative to talk to him. He has no experience at all.

"I'll ask my servant to prepare some tea. Han, what kind of tea would you like to drink? Or what are you young people drinking, coffee? " Master Ji hesitated for a long time before he spoke.

White ink cold lift eyes, eyes without any emotion: "no need. I'm only here to tell you one thing

"Ah? What's the matter? You said Mr. Ji rubbed his hands, a trace of loss flashed in his eyes, but he still squeezed out a wisp of smile, pretending that nothing happened.

"Xiao you, I'll take it." White ink cold slowly spit out these words. His voice and his expression are the same, shallow, but with irresistible pressure.

He didn't come to discuss with the old man. He came to inform him. No matter whether Mr. Ji agrees or not, there is no other room for this. He will never allow Xiaoyou to stay at Ji's house again.

Mr. Ji opened his mouth slightly, as if surprised, but then a pale smile appeared on his face.

He dropped his head and folded his hands together in silence. After a long time, he raised his head again and sighed: "well, if you want to take Xiaoyou back, go back."

He simply agreed, but let white ink cold some surprise.

Originally, according to his guess, Mr. Ji should use all kinds of methods to prevent them from leaving as he did several times before, but he actually agreed. There was a little surprise in his Obsidian eyes. Bai Mohan couldn't help looking at the old man in front of him.