Chapter 1795

"Of course it's true. I'm never willing to lie to others. If master Qu doesn't want to believe it all the time, I have no other way to make you believe it."

Ji Ziming shrugged. He didn't know how much the content of this sentence occupied in master Qu's heart.

"I believe, of course I believe, President Ji, thank you for telling these things. Thank you, really thank you."

Master Qu nodded repeatedly, as if he had forgotten his identity as a patient.

The three men stayed in the operating room for a long time. When master Qu finally understood the importance of Ji Ziming coming to tell him these news in person this time, he understood how terrible the woman around him was. It was so terrible that she even thought she was about to enter the chassis of hell the next second.

When Ji Ziming and Qu Xiujie were about to leave the operating room, the doctor waiting outside the side door came out neatly, "president, take your time."

"Oh, by the way, to make master Qu look like he is really undergoing emergency surgery, there can be no mistakes. Otherwise, you won't want to stay here in this hospital."

"Yes, President, please rest assured!"

The first-aid doctors and nurses nodded one after another. Since it was the task arranged by Ji Ziming, how could it not be completed.

"Well, treat master Qu well. Don't give it away. I'll go myself."

Ji Ziming raised his eyebrows and looked at master Qu, who was lying back in the hospital bed again. There was a trace of comfort in his eyes.

"President Ji, are you..."

Qu Xiujie, standing on one side, couldn't understand what the meaning of this conversation was in Ji Ziming's heart, or whether Peige and Zhang Manhua were the most meaningful people in Ji Ziming's heart. Was it Ji Ziming who made a bet on the meaning of these two women to master Qu.

"Uncle, you'll see it soon."

Ji Ziming didn't say anything, but went out through the secret door of the emergency room.

"Well, I won't ask you, I believe you."

Qu Xiujie shook his head, looked at Ji Ziming's eyes and didn't speak again.

"OK."

Ji Ziming walked ahead and said a good word and went straight to the side of the car. Now he was eager to see Peige, the face he had been missing, and the three lovely children.

Maybe one's life is really short, which makes Ji Ziming want to grow old quickly and leave the mall quickly. Just follow Peige and leave the treacherous world with these three lovely Mengbao and find a place to live without being disturbed.

Maybe everything is not more comfortable here, but at least comfortable.

Ji Ziming drove back to Ji's villa with Qu Xiujie. Peige also got off the car driven by Ji's driver.

"Greg, come here."

When Ji Ziming got out of the car, he saw Pei Ge come down from the car. Ji Ziming's lips suddenly popped up behind Pei Ge, and several wisps of sunshine bloomed in his cold eyes.

"What's the matter?"

Peige stepped forward, looked at Ji Ziming's face and asked in surprise, "have you finished handling it?"

"Of course, don't you know your uncle's ability? Even if you don't know your uncle's ability, you should know how much aura your husband president Ji has. What he said makes the old man dare not ask questions."

Qu Xiujie was very proud. This time, he finally proved to the old man that he was not a useless talent in his eyes.

"Well, uncle is the best."

Peige pursed his lips and said with a smile. He looked at Qu Xiujie's eyes and didn't speak. He just looked at Ji Ziming. The bright in his eyes was deep in the eyes of last Ji Ziming. The two people looked at each other quietly without saying anything else or saying anything about the Qu family.

It seems that time has stopped steadily at this moment, as if everything around is walking very slowly.

Just the touch in the eyes, the two people seem to have not seen for a long time. The radian of pursing lips and laughing is the same.

"Greg, let's go home."

"OK."

Peige nodded cleverly and let Ji Ziming walk into Ji's villa.

"Hey, you're home. What should I do? I drove your car back to the small building."

Qu Xiujie, standing on the side of the jewel black Rolls Royce, looked at the way these two people were talking to each other. He couldn't help but feel itchy. The girl he loved was still waiting for him at home. He didn't feel a little sorry. He began to think about the taste of love before he completely left home.

"OK, you can drive it."

Ji Ziming didn't look back, but nodded and agreed. His eyes were looking at Peige, a blur.

"Really, if I have a wife and forget my uncle, I'd better ask your driver to take me back."

Pei drove into the car in front of him and took pictures of him

"Yes, Mr. qu."

The driver of the Ji family is very sensible. Although Ji Ziming didn't nod his head, he also knows that the man in front of him can't be provoked by himself. It's better to send him back to the small building.

After dinner, Ji Ziming leaned on the sofa in his silver gray silk pajamas, looking at the financial magazine in his hand, wearing gold frame glasses, with two buttons on his chest in front of him, and the full muscles in his chest were ready to come out.

As soon as Pei Ge came out of the bathroom, Ji Ziming raised his head and looked at Pei GE's direction. The pink bathrobe was hanging casually on Pei GE's fragrant shoulder, and the belt on his waist was buckled disorderly. With a little force, he could all fall off.

"Ge Ge, what birthday gift did you prepare for master Qu?"

Ji Ziming leaned on the sofa and tried his best to restrain the confusion of his position.

"Why do you care about this?"

Pei Ge is doing skin care for his skin. He looks back at Ji Ziming. The bathrobe on Xiang's shoulder just falls on his elbow. With a small gesture, Pei Ge quickly gets his clothes ready again, turns around, turns his back to Ji Ziming and continues, "it's just some ordinary gifts. There's nothing special and nothing particularly valuable."

Pei Ge breathed slowly in his heart, as long as he didn't let Ji Ziming pay too much attention to himself.

"What did you buy?"

Ji Ziming seems not to give up without asking the answer. He insists on knowing what Peige bought.

"Why, don't you want to tell me?"

Ji Ziming put down his financial magazine and looked at Pei Ge, who was just buying last year's mirror and looking at Ji Ziming.