"At present, I have some plans, but I have to think about it again. When I think about it, I will tell you, and I will carry the foundation of the Fang family."

Jiang Chan wiped her mouth and said slowly, "tomorrow, Zhao Yi and I have an appointment to have dinner together. By the way, we will get together with Chu Ziqi. Tomorrow night, we will have dinner together in the old house of the Chu family. I haven't seen grandma Chu for many years."

"That's right. A while ago, I heard that grandma Chu was in poor health, so you should visit her as a younger generation." old Fang paused and suddenly wondered, "do you still have ideas about Chu Ziqi?"

Jiang Chan was helpless: "where did you think of going? He was not sensible before. He was just a child's exclusive desire. Now I understand that he will only be friends all his life and will not go further."

"That's good. In fact, we really don't need to hang from a big tree in Chu Ziqi. There are no men in the world? You can choose any man in dad's company!"

Jiang Chan smiled and said, "I don't think about starting a family at present. At least I will think about it after I have made some achievements in my career."

"That's OK. I don't want you to get married early and stay at home for a few more years." seeing that Jiang Chan didn't look like a liar, Lao Fang was relieved.

He knew his daughter very well. Although he had been spoiled and indulged by him before, he was very reliable and never went back on his word.

Since she said she didn't have that idea about Chu Ziqi, she really didn't. Lao Fang was relieved.

It is said that the conditions from home are not bad. There is really no need for marriage. It is the happiest to find someone who likes himself and himself.

"It's also a wise choice for you to give up early. Ziqi has a bad character except that he can see his face. He's cold and won't make the girl happy at all. What kind of girl can see him on the ground in the future?"

Worried about Jiang Chan's heart, Lao Fang always slanders Chu Ziqi in front of Jiang Chan. Jiang Chan smiles: "he's cold because he hasn't met what he really likes."

"How do you know? The boy has someone he likes?" Lao Fang always stares with big eyes full of gossip. "Tell me, what kind of girl is she? Can you walk into the cold boy's heart?"

"Dad, you're the boss of the entertainment company, not a paparazzi. What do you do with such gossip?" Jiang Chan put down her paper towel: "I'm full. I'll go up and have a rest first."

The curious old Fang always stared downstairs and listened to the girl. Is there something wrong with the boy of the Chu family? But didn't you hear anything?

Lao Fang is always puzzled.

The next day, after a long flight of more than ten hours, Jiang Chan woke up more than nine o'clock. Although she has never been to Fang's house, she still feels much more comfortable at home than abroad. To put it bluntly, it is still hard to leave her hometown.

Yawning, Jiang Chan walked slowly to the living room. Zhang's mother greeted her: "Miss, breakfast is ready. Mr. has gone to work. Tell us not to disturb you."

"Good morning, mom Zhang. When did my father leave for work?" Jiang Chan sat down at the table and casually found a topic.

"Mr. Zhang went out at seven o'clock." Mrs. Zhang made snacks in the kitchen, and her voice came dimly. Jiang Chan is enjoying this long lost lazy time with a sandwich in her hand.

In the four years abroad, she spent most of her time in study, thinking of finishing her studies early and coming back early. Now once she comes back, can't she relax?

Halfway through breakfast, a wild voice sounded at the door: "little princess, just had breakfast?"

Followed in was a very handsome man dressed in a very fussy bag. The big peach blossom eyes blinked and blinked, and the heart of the local people was soft.

"Zhao Yi, are you here? Have some together without breakfast?" Jiang Chan looked at the man with the car key in his hand and his face remained unchanged. "Where did you go to revel last night? Look at your dark circles!"

"Or the little princess loves me, Zhang Ma, give me a breakfast, too. I miss Zhang Ma's craft for a long time." Zhao Yi sat down beside the ginger cicada. The ginger cicada sucked and sniffed the smell of a male Eau De Toilette.

"Little princess, you've been there for four years. You don't come back to have a look at us at ordinary times. Have you completely left us behind?" Zhao Yi held her head with one hand and smiled with extra coquettish anger.

Jiang Chan frowned: "don't take a bite of a little princess. Just call your name. I think you're doing well now. Have you got the Shidi capital? You're a well deserved traffic star!"

Zhao Yi joked: "there's no way. If I don't create a reputation in the entertainment industry, sooner or later my father will catch me back to work."

"You're too poor to be admired by others. By the way, are you busy recently? What I studied abroad is the major of directing. I'm going to start after I find a suitable script."

Speaking of this, Jiang Chan is a little itchy. In foreign countries, in addition to being busy with her studies, she usually has to go to various troupes, but she hasn't done it as an independent director.

"Yes, little princess, as long as you tell me, brother, I'll definitely play a friendly role." Zhao Yi drank the milk in the cup and promised bravely.

"Don't be so sure. When your agent agrees, you come back and tell me that I am the prophet who will tell you that you always want to watch the script. No one can pit a friend, can't you?"

Jiang Chan raised her hand and said that she was particularly calm.

"I said, little princess, you seem to have a lot of points with me this time. You used to call me brother Zhao Yi. I've been here for so long, and you haven't called me a brother."

Zhao Yi suddenly stared, "little princess, have you got another brother abroad?"

As he spoke, he trembled and pointed to Jiang Chan. His lips trembled and his face turned white, as if Jiang Chan had done something wrong to him.

After looking at Zhao Yi, who was good at playing, Jiang Chan dried the milk in the cup: "stop making trouble and talk about business. In the afternoon, I'm going to visit grandma Chu's house. Lao Fang said that grandma Chu was ill before. As a younger generation, I always have to go and have a look."

"Little princess, don't you still think about old Chu?" Zhao Yi stared at Jiang Chan seriously for a second.

Jiang Chan was helpless. How big a hole did the original owner leave?

"I swear to God, my current focus is all on my career, and I absolutely don't think about Chu Ziqi." she sighed: "this is my first and last explanation. I won't have any other relationship with Chu Ziqi."