No matter what happened in those years, Ji's confession is real. Even though Bai Min has died, Bai Mohan is even more unlikely to forgive him, but she still hopes that, even if only occasionally, Bai Mohan can give the old man a little good look, that

is enough.

"Click"

at this time, the sound of opening the door came from the entrance. Several people looked up and saw that Ji Wenfan was coming in with his briefcase.

"Xiaoyou? Han, why are you here? " As soon as I saw them, Ji Wenfan's face was a little surprised, but immediately, this mood was replaced by joy.

Xiaoyouwei narrowed her eyes. If she didn't know that she did all those things, maybe she would really believe the man's hypocritical appearance.

"Something happened." White ink cold mouth, cold voice.

However, his reply made Ji Wenfan even more surprised. Also, when did Bai Mohan take care of them before? Now, he not only comes to Ji's home, but also answers Ji's question. How can he not be surprised?

"Oh, don't say so much. Xiao you and Han came to see me. Wenfan, you're back just in time. The meal is just ready. Xiaoyou and Han are going to stay for dinner, just together. Let's go. Don't wait for the food to get cold. " Mr. Ji looked very happy and said.

At this time, the living room seems to be full of dark waves. Ji Wenfan takes a look at Xiaoyou and baimohan, and then smiles: "Dad, what you're saying is that Xiaoyou and Bai Mohan are not easy to come back. Don't neglect them."

The four of them went to the dining room together.

The table is already full of rich dishes. Ji's family is always extravagant. Originally, the kitchen only prepared food for two people, but now there are two more people, but they don't seem to be enough.

"Come on, Xiao you, you should eat more and make up for yourself." Ji Laozi put a chopsticks of vegetables in Xiaoyou's bowl, even the wrinkles on his face were full of smiles.

"Thank you, Grandpa Ji." Xiao you should say that the food in front of her is delicious, full of color and fragrance, but she doesn't want to eat at all.

Now, she doesn't know why Bai Mohan brings her to Ji's house, and Ji Wenfan sits in front of her. She always thinks that things are not so simple.

Sure enough, after a while, Bai Mohan put down his chopsticks, and his cool eyes fell on Mr. Ji: "I'm here today, I want to ask you something."

Ji old son Leng for a while, just confirm is talking with him, immediately sit up. "Han, if you have anything, just ask. It's all a family. Don't be so polite."

"Well." Bai Mohan nodded his head lightly, and his deep eyes with shallow satire seemed to fall on Ji Wenfan. Then he said, "before you came to me, you said you wanted me to take over the property of Ji's family. Does it still count now?"

"PATA!"

Ji's chopsticks fell on the table. He opened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief: "Han, you are Is it agreed to inherit the Ji family? "

Bai Mohan pursed his lips, and his eyes swept Ji Wenfan again. He was still silent in front of him, but the hand holding the chopsticks used a lot of strength, and almost broke the chopsticks.

"Yes." He nodded again and continued: "I've thought about it. Anyway, my father is also a member of the Ji family, and I don't want the Ji family to decline from now on."

"Han, you..." Mr. Ji suddenly choked, his eyes red and filled with tears.

Xiaoyou can't bear it. He patted the back of Mr. Ji's hand: "are you OK, Mr. Ji?"

"I'm fine, Xiao you. I'm just happy. I'm so happy. Our Ji family has a successor at last. " With a smile in his tears, I can see that he is really happy.

"Well, do you agree?" White ink cold face is not any waves.

Mr. Ji nodded repeatedly: "of course, I agree. I can't agree any more! Han, it's best if you can figure it out. You are the only blood of our Ji family. As long as you want, this family is yours! "

"Ta!"

Ji Wenfan used too much strength, chopsticks directly from his hands, hit the bowl, made a huge sound.

Looking at him, Ji frowned and said, "Wenfan, what are you doing? Aren't you happy that Han has agreed to inherit the family property? "

Ji Wenfan's eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness, but his face was quickly covered with a smile: "how can I be unhappy? I'm just too happy to lose my temper. For so many years, I've been in charge of the Ji family. Now that I'm replaced by Han, I finally have a chance to have a holiday. "

"Well, Wen fan, it's hard for you these years. Without you, I'm afraid our Ji family would have fallen. " At this point, Ji Laozi is also a face of guilt.

Ji Wenfan shook his head: "Dad, where are you speaking? I call you dad, we are a family, there is no hard work."Now that we all agree, let's go through the program sometime. Next, I may not have too much time. " White Mo cold cold of glanced at them one eye, self-care of say.

"Well, all right. Han, as long as you are ready, the handover procedures can be done at any time. It depends on your own time. " Ji Laozi nodded repeatedly.

"Then..." White Mo Han lowered his eyes and thought a little for a moment before he said, "three days later."

"Good in three days, good in three days!" Every cell of Mr. Ji's whole body is clamoring for happiness and excitement.

Xiao you guesses that even if Bai Mohan asks him to hand over now, Ji Laozi will agree without blinking.

"Well." White ink cold cold cold a, then lowered the head to eat a meal quietly, didn't say a word more.

On the surface, the atmosphere on the dining table is harmonious, except for Ji Wenfan's anger and hatred hidden in the bottom of his eyes

Soon after the meal, Bai Mohan stands up and holds Xiaoyou: "I've finished the meal, and I'll take Xiaoyou back first."

"I'm leaving now?" Mr. Ji is obviously reluctant to give up.

Xiao you glanced at Bai Mo Han and squeezed out a smile: "grandfather Ji, Han's company is very busy recently. It's not easy to come today. If we have time in the future, we will come to see you often, OK? "

"What's the matter with the company? Then hurry up, you can't delay the business

"Well, let's go first. Goodbye, Mr. Ji Goodbye. " Small you Mou light faintly fell on Ji Wenfan's body, if can, she doesn't want to see the murderer again.

"Well, come often when you have time." Ji Wenfan is still smiling, but there is something different. Maybe it's the hatred that can't be covered up. Bai Mohan doesn't speak. He pulls Xiaoyou and leaves Ji's house