Although she was reluctant, she went to the restaurant with the servant because of the etiquette.

After entering the restaurant, Pei Ge rolled his eyes silently in his heart as he watched Ji Ziming sitting at the dining table in a suit and leather shoes, elegantly preparing to dine.

"Zi Ji, I still have things, I think, I will go now."

"Go? Your breakfast is ready, stay and finish breakfast before you go."

Ji Ziming calmly put down the cup in his hand and looked towards Pei Ge.

"No, I'm not hungry now ..."

Before Peggy finished his words, he was interrupted by Ji Ziming again.

"Okay, sit down. I happen to have some work-related things I want to talk to you about."

"Things at work?"

Listening to Ji Ziming's words, Pei Ge was a little puzzled.

She can't remember any job in their company that can be related to the Ji Group.

"Yes, you sit down first. We talk while eating."

Ji Ziming stood up from his position and opened a chair for Peguera.

"please."

Seeing that Ji Ziming was all this way, Pei Ge also nodded and sat down beside Ji Ziming.

"I don't know ..." Mr. Ji, what business are you going to talk to me about?

However, before Peige ’s words were asked, he saw Ji Ziming Sheng put a bowl of sweet potato porridge in front of her.

"Drink a bowl of porridge."

Looking at the bowl of sweet potato porridge, Peige's brow slightly paused. She didn't understand why there was such a civilian sweet potato porridge on the dining table.

However, she did not want to eat, and after seeing this bowl of sweet potato porridge, she immediately had some appetite.

You know, she used to love the sweet potato porridge made by her mother.

It's just that her mother ... hasn't been awake since the car accident ...

"Thank you."

After Peige thanked, he picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of sweet potato porridge.

What she did n’t know was that, while she was drinking porridge, Ji Ziming, who was sitting next to her, did not finish eating, but stared at her tightly, her face blinking without blinking. Faintly with some expectations.

When the spoonful of porridge entered her mouth, the expression on Peger's face immediately froze.

This porridge ...? !

"What's the matter? Does this bowl of porridge drink your appetite?"

Ji Ziming looked at the frozen expression on Peige's face and immediately asked nervously.

"..."

However, Peig, who was immersed in his memories, did not have time to answer any of his words.

This bowl of sweet potato porridge!

Peggy lowered his head and looked at the bowl of sweet potato porridge in front of him, the ordinary and ordinary sweet potato porridge.

mom……

Peig murmured softly in his heart, and his eyes were gradually covered with a layer of moist mist.

This bowl of porridge has the taste of mother ...

This bowl of sweet potato porridge is exactly the same as her mother's.

"Miss Regina, are you okay?"

Ji Ziming looked at Pei Ge with his head bowed and his voice kept silent for a long time.

Listening to Ji Ziming's inquiry, she didn't understand why this bowl of sweet potato porridge would taste exactly like her mother's. However, because Ji Ziming tried several times in a row, Pegg's preparedness has long been much higher.

So even if she didn't know, did the special bowl of sweet potato porridge prepared by Ji Ziming have any special intentions, she was uniform and carefully guarded.

"No, I just didn't expect to see this sweet potato porridge on your Ji family's dinner table."

Peig put down the spoon in her hand, and although she wanted to eat more, she still controlled herself.

"is it?"

Watching Peig put down the spoon, not looking like he was eating, his eyebrows twisted slightly.

"Is this bowl of sweet potato porridge different from your taste? Why didn't you eat it?"

"Oh, it's not inconsistent with my taste, but I don't like sweet potatoes."

Pei Ge smiled softly to Ji Ziming, the look was frank and natural. No one can tell at all. In fact, she especially loves sweet potatoes, especially the sweet potato porridge made by her mother.

"Okay, President Ji, let's stop eating, don't you mean, do you have to talk to me about business? What is it?"

Peggy wiped his mouth and asked softly.

"We have a big project in Ji Group and want to cooperate with you Minghao Group ..."

...

——Kitchen of Jijia Villa——

It was already very lively in the kitchen one morning.

Many chefs and cooks, as well as some mistresses, are already sitting at the table outside the kitchen and having breakfast.

"Is the sun coming out from the west today!"

"What's the matter, how is the sun coming out from the west?"

A group of people gathered around the dining table and had breakfast while chatting gossip.

On the dining table in the morning, it is always so leisurely.

"You wake up late, don't you know. This morning, there was a special person who should not appear in the kitchen, it appeared in the kitchen!"

"Sister, what are you talking about, and who shouldn't be in the kitchen? I said you can't say it straightforwardly. Why do you still have such an appetite ~ "

"Hey! Do you like to listen!"

"Chengchengcheng! I was wrong, you keep talking."

"Morning! Our young master, come to the kitchen!"

"Ah ?! Master is coming to the kitchen ?!

"How is this possible!"

"That's it! How is this possible!"

"Cut! What do I lie to you! I tell you! Our young master, can't help but come to the kitchen, and he also made a pot of porridge!"

"Ah? Porridge? What porridge?"

"It's not right ~ How can the master cook?"

"My family's young master! I made a pot of sweet potato porridge! God! I'm shocked!"

A group of people were stunned at the words of the older cook.

No one can believe that this young master in their family would come to the kitchen to cook! And it's a pot of sweet potato porridge that is so grounded.

"Are you kidding me? How could our younger master do this kind of thing, I guess he might not even have eaten it."

"It's ~!"

"Hey! Don't you believe what I said! What I said is true. After finishing the pot of sweet potato porridge, our grandfather made us take it directly to the restaurant.

"I still don't understand. Why does our young master make sweet potato porridge? What are you doing this?"

"Hey ~ Of course it was for the beautiful lady who came here yesterday as a guest ~"

"what?"

"Wait ~ Our future grandma may be a replacement ~"