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On this day, Ji Ruxue was busy dealing with the documents when she received a call from Ji Siyuan. Ji Ruxue initially had no intention of paying attention to him, but Ji Sanyuan seemed not to be giving up as he continued dialing.

"Hey, Ru Xue, come out and have a chat." Ji Siyuan had figured out Ji Ruxue's personality for such a long time, so he quickly added, "Don't you have any questions to ask me? "Even if we have to break off our relationship, we should at least talk about it thoroughly, right?"

Ji Ru Xue remained silent. At least she agreed to Ji Si Yuan's words. She arranged a time for the small grapes and didn't want to put on any makeup before she left the room with a hat on her head.

Seeing Ji Ru Xue sit down, Ji Si Yuan pushed the dessert on the table toward Ji Ru Xue and said, "Your favorite tea mousse." This was indeed Ji Ruxue's taste. In the past, she would often bring back a portion when she went home in State of Y.

Ji Ruxue was a bit absent-minded. She took her fork and tasted it for a bit before letting it drop. She actually had no appetite. Ji Siyuan did not force her. He only said, "When you left, you did not tell me. I was worried and searched for you for a long time."

Ji Ruxue felt a chill run down her spine when she saw Ji Ruxue's burning gaze. There was a rare trace of lingering fear. What sort of mood did he have to say those words? How could he act so calmly and easily in the face of their conflict?

She couldn't imagine what would have happened if she had accepted Ji Sanyuan's advice to receive psychotherapy. What would have been the result?

However, thinking back to Ji Siyuan's meticulous care for her and her son, and recalling how she had just left Ji Mufeng's side when she was pregnant and had no relationship with him, Ji Siyuan had indeed almost moved her at that time.

"What's wrong?" Ji Siyuan knew what Ji Ruxue was thinking, but he wanted this effect, didn't he? Compared to the injuries Ji Mufeng brought her, wasn't Ji Siyuan the best choice for her?

Ji Ru Xue shook her head. "It's fine. I just wanted to say that I really want to thank you for taking care of me overseas. But I already have Mu Feng, so we shouldn't meet in private anymore, right?"

Ji Siyuan's eyes darkened. Indeed, it was as he had expected. However, he was not in a hurry. Slow down was the most interesting part, right? So he made an innocent injured face, "Then … Can you bring some small grapes? I still want to take him out to play. After all, there will be very few opportunities for us to meet in the future. "

Ji Ru Xue nodded. "I'll contact you when the time comes." It was as though she didn't want to make Ji Si Yuan too sad. She consoled him, "Even though Little Grape doesn't say anything, he'll miss you in his heart."

When the needle on the wall had just reached six o'clock, Ji Mufeng was about to leave when Gu Tianyang stopped him, "Why are you leaving so early? Why are you giving me this pile of documents again?"

Ji Mufeng stretched out his slender finger and pointed at himself, then pointed at Gu Tianyang, "I, have a wife and child, and you, have one?" Seeing Gu Tianyang's stupefied expression, he smiled and patted his shoulder. "Work hard, Young Master Gu."

Because there was a traffic accident in front of them, they could only take a detour. Ji Mufeng could only turn around and head towards his home from another road.

But Ji Mufeng suddenly stepped on the brakes and turned into an alley. Seeing the two people coming out of the coffee shop, he frowned and took out his phone to make a call, "Hello? Like snow? Where are you now? "

Ji Ru Xue didn't want to make Ji Mu Feng worry nor misunderstand her, so she pushed her scattered hair behind her ears and replied, "I'm outside buying milk powder for Little Grape. Have you already gone home? I'll be right back. "

After hanging up the phone, Ji Ruxue smiled apologetically at Ji Siyuan. "I have to go home."

Ji Ru Xue pushed open the door and saw Ji Mu Feng holding a small grape and telling him a story. The father and son duo was playing with each other until Ji Ru Xue's heart softened.

After putting down the things in her hands, Ji Ruxue walked over and kissed the two of them on the cheek. Then, she got up and went to prepare dinner.

After dinner, the little grapes fell asleep. The sky slowly darkened as Ji Mufeng sat on the sofa with Ji Ruxue and watched the evening news on the television.

Ji Mufeng thought for a while and finally said, "At the end of the year, I plan to send Ji Si's overseas branch to help me take care of my work, what do you think?"

Actually, although Ji Mufeng still cared a lot about Ji Ruxue and Ji Siyuan's matters when he made such a decision, he was still worried that Ji Ruxue's mental condition would be affected, so he was afraid that Ji Ruxue and her child would be hurt by his sudden outburst.

After hearing this, she said indifferently, "You just have to make a decision. Why ask me? However, you still have to get someone to take care of him. After all, he just took over and something went wrong with him."

Ji Mufeng didn't say much and directly kissed Ji Ruxue before carrying her to his bedroom. Oh, right. He glanced at the door and saw that his fat son had fallen asleep. He could relax now.

The little grape was becoming more and more attached to Ji Mufeng. It was begging for a hug at any time and any place. Ji Mufeng, this old man's father, was extremely fond of him. He was always thinking about how to make Ji Mufeng happy.

On Saturday, Ji Mufeng brought Ji Ruxue and the little grape to his old house. Not long later, a burst of fragrance drifted over from the kitchen, causing the little grape to sniff around. Ji Ruxue laughed and lightly tapped his little nose.

At this moment, Ji Mufeng came out with a bowl. Ji Ruxue now knew what kind of food Ji Mufeng was cooking. "It's walnut soup, right?" Ji Mufeng scooped up a spoonful and blew on it to cool it before feeding it to Ji Ruxue, "When you were just here, you couldn't eat anything. Only this walnut soup is to your liking."

Ji Mufeng watched as the little grape eagerly looked at the bowl in his hands, then he scooped another spoonful and fed it to it. Seeing the mother and son's satisfied eyes squinting, Ji Mufeng helplessly said, "Our son really looks like you."

Little Grapes, who was happily swallowing the walnut soup, suddenly looked upset. He began to breathe heavily, and even if he wanted to cry, he couldn't. He waved his hands in the air, and looked upset.

"What's wrong? Baby? Is he choking? " Ji Ruxue panicked as she observed the little grape's face.

Ji Mufeng also thought that he was choked, so he picked up the small grape and started to pat its back. As a result, the small grape's face became worse and worse, he couldn't cough up anything.

When Ji Siyuan walked in, he originally wanted to grab some lunch from the Ji Mansion, but when he saw this scene, his expression changed. He rushed up to Ji Mufeng and picked up the small grape.

"What did you feed the child?!" Ji Siyuan saw a bowl on the table beside him, with some leftover walnut soup in it.

Ji Ru Xue was about to explain when she saw Ji Si Yuan pick up the bowl and sniff. Ji Si Yuan immediately knew that something was wrong and rushed out with the small grape in his arms. "Ji Si Yuan, what are you doing!?" Ji Mufeng looked at Ji Siyuan's actions and asked.

At this moment, Ji Siyuan didn't have much time to say anything. He carried the child in his arms and quickly rushed out of the carriage. Ji Mufeng clenched his teeth and grabbed the car keys as well.

Outside of the hospital, the three were anxiously waiting. The people around them could see that the three people in front of them were also whispering to each other. They didn't know what was going on.

The doctor opened the door and walked out. After taking off his mask, he asked with a serious expression, "Does the child have any other allergies?" Before Ji Mufeng could say anything, Ji Siyuan stepped forward and said, "He is allergic to penicillin. The only other allergic situations are walnuts and mangoes."

Ji Mufeng's face turned blue as he touched the shoulder that Ji Siyuan had hit. Ji Ruxue's gaze was not on him, but was looking at Ji Siyuan with a dark expression.

Time waited for no one. The doctor nodded and went back in. Finally, after more than half an hour, the small grape was pushed out. The situation had already eased up, but his face was still pale.

After settling the grapes, the doctor began to criticize Ji Sanyuan, "Are you the parent of the child? Since he knew that the child was allergic to food for him? Is he really your biological son? " Ji Siyuan could only make up for it by promising that he would never offend the doctor again before sending him away.

Because of the doctor's battle, the pressure in the ward had become very low. Ji Mufeng's face was gloomy, but he only looked at the small grape silently without saying anything.

"Why didn't you tell me that little grapes are allergic to these things?" Ji Ru Xue was still a little afraid now. If Ji Si Yuan hadn't come, who knew what would have happened?

Looking at Ji Ruxue's helpless expression, Ji Siyuan sighed, "You forgot? I carried him to the hospital in the middle of the night, and at that time, I had already examined him. The report of the examination is still in Country Y, and you said that something as important as your return can still be left behind. "

Ji Siyuan probably understood that the two of them weren't feeling well either. They needed some time to calm down, so he said, "I still have some things to do. I'll be leaving first. Remember to send me a message when Little Grape wakes up."

After a long silence, Ji Mufeng opened his mouth, "Ru Xue, am I not a qualified father?" There was even a hint of grievance in his voice.

Ji Ru Xue placed her hand on his shoulder and gently asked, "How could that be? "You just don't know. No one can be more like a father than you."

Ji Mufeng heard Ji Ruxue's words of consolation and didn't say anything, only slowly stroking the little grapes' cheeks. He thought to himself, 'No one is more like my father than me, so what about Ji Siyuan?'

How could he know Ji Ruxue's taste and the condition of the little grape? Even the doctors thought that he was the father of the child, so what did he, Ji Mufeng, count as?