Chapter 2172: The Dead Man

"The child ... is it Shen Feng, isn't it, you are looking for Peig?" Zhang Manhua asked tentatively.

"How does Auntie know that I'm not here to find Ji Ziming?"

Shen Fenghan smiled and answered questions with questions.

"Ji Ziming ..."

Shen Feng's eyes lit up, and Zhang Manhua's attitude seemed not very satisfied with Ji Ziming.

"Ji's people really don't like it."

Zhang Manhua shook his head. Charles told her that Shen Feng should also have a bit of grievance with the Ji family, but did not elaborate too much, but this time when I came back to know that the brother of the Qu family died in the Ji family, she would not be close to this big family. In fact, she did not need to tolerate this family too much, no matter whether she was a Countess or a Qujia xiaojie, an outflowing big xiaojie.

Shen Feng also knows that this Zhang Manhua is not an ordinary person, and has some unclear grudges with the Qu family, but he really does not know the entanglement with the Ji family, not even knowing it at all, and is very puzzled.

"Ah ... I also know that you don't understand, don't hide, my lover, Charles, mentioned you to me, so I will tell you straight, do you know that the Ji family has died recently?"

Looking at Shen Feng's thoughtful look, she sighed deeply.

"The person who died is my brother, Qu Xiujie."

Shen Feng suddenly realized, no wonder Ji Ziming would not be seen for a while. I wanted to come to this son-in-law to do some years, let alone say, there are three children, do n’t look at the monk ’s face to see the Buddha ’s face, even if I do n’t meet often, there is no need to alienate .

It turned out that the younger brother of the mother-in-law died in her home.

Ji Ziming, Ji Ziming, I didn't expect you to have a weakness in my hand like this, Shen Feng's eyes showed a sharp edge.

Shen Feng looked at Zhang Manhua and thought that this woman was quite useful, so she extinguished her desire to leave as soon as possible because she was touched at first.

"The dead have passed away," pity and sorrow hung on the cover of Shen. "Aunt Zhang should not be too sad. If Uncle Qu knows in heaven, he will not be happy because of your tears."

"Look at you, what a good boy, if those Ji family know that half of you are sensible, I won't be so angry with Ji family."

"Listening to the aunt's tone, did the Ji family do something resentful?"

Shen Feng feels that he is so hard, he needs to transform his excitement into sorrow and condense into a river.

Zhang Manhua is not without defense, but the reputation of Shen Feng in Charles's mouth is good. The person who can carry the beam in the family can be said to be hard-working. At this time, Shen Feng ’s just right pity, plus her I do have some complaints about what Ji Jia did. At this moment, the emotions are piled up together, and I really need a vent.

Unfortunately, the other party is Shen Feng.

Shen Feng looks like a listener. In a sense, he is indeed a hard-working person. His acumen and resourcefulness have been prepared to strip the cocoon in the next dialogue.

It's like a spider with a web.

Zhang Manhua looked at Shen Feng's expression with satisfaction, and the idea even suddenly appeared in his heart. In fact, if his son-in-law is a person like Shen Feng, it is not bad.

It's a pity that the two people didn't understand each other's ideas at this moment, otherwise the approach would be very different

Ji Ziming felt a little palpitations.

The secretary walked in and brought him a cup of coffee.

Ji Ziming rubbed his temples with his eyes closed, holding coffee, and asked, "What time is it."

The secretary looked at his watch and gently told him.

"It's about noon," Ji Ziming thought about, and he was already overworked with several visible bloodstains in his eyes. "Afternoon appointment, help me push it a little bit, I'm a little tired."

The secretary retired, and Ji Ziming leaned on the boss' chair slightly tiredly.

Looking at the phone, he was a little dazed.

The first thing he thought of was Peig, and he didn't know whether this strange hunch was due to the safety of his wife.

Just hit it like this?

Ji Ziming rubbed his cell phone and dialed it.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed is turned off. Sorry, you ..."

Shut down? Ji Ziming's heart tightened. Is it true that it is a hunch?

Ji Ziming frowned and dialed Peggy's office landline.

"Hello, Mr. Ji? The finance officer is in a meeting. The phone is turned off. Okay, nothing happened. You can rest assured that I will notify you if there is a problem. Okay, goodbye."

Ji Ziming hung up the phone, only to find that the shirt behind him was already saturated.

There was a false alarm ... Ji Ziming shook his head, it seemed that he was too tired to react so strongly, he was too sensitive?

Except Peig, is An An Ran them?

The three children ... Ji Ziming called again.

"Well, rest assured, Mr. Ji, the child is preparing for a lunch break here, and nothing is wrong."

"The child's condition is very stable. We did not allow her to do any strenuous exercise and her diet is okay. She seems to be in a good mood today and has drawn many pictures."

"Daddy Ji Chi, you finally called! Ah? No, Ji Chi is fine. He fools several children of the family to give Ji Chi the apple they sent them today. This is the eighth time this month The incident that tricked Apple ... "

Ji Ziming was stunned, and there was a hint of smile in his mouth. The teacher over there complained that Ji Chi's eccentric appearance appeared in his boy, and the child's temperament was not bad, just that. As soon as the cleverness is done, people feel a headache.

"Hey, look at this kid coming, and you tell your dad if it's an apple that was stolen from those four kids' phones!"

"That's for Mom, Dad, An An and Ran Ran!"

"That was given by the teacher to the four children!" A black line across the teacher could be felt across the receiver.

"Why should you grab it?"

"Not robbed, they gave it to me!"

"You kid, sophistry ..."

Ji Ziming listened to Ji Chi's misunderstanding with the teacher one by one, and somehow added a bit of parental joy to his heart. He smiled and said "then trouble the teacher" and hung up the phone.

Sunlight hit from the floor-to-ceiling window, Ji Ziming put down his phone, and the temperature swept from his hand to his neck, just like a lover's caress, and Ji Ziming was a little intoxicated.

In the haze, the phone suddenly rang, Ji Ziming was shocked.

There was a female voice in a hoarse voice over the phone: "Mr. Ji Ziming, please come over, your mother-in-law, Mrs. Zhang Manhua, has an accident."

Ji Ziming's ear seemed to explode with a string of thunder.

He knew why he palpitated.

[End of this chapter]