The black limited edition of Porsche is speeding rapidly. Ji zhanrui is turning the steering wheel with a green face. His high-performance stability makes him more and more accelerator.

"Young master, young master, the master has rested." Back at Ji's mansion, Ji zhanrui goes straight to Ji Ting's room. Tian Fu Hei, who is waiting at the gate in the morning, tries every means to stop Ji zhanrui.

"Get out of the way." Ji zhanrui's face is gloomy, his fists are clenched on his side, and his heart is trying to resist the restless anger. From childhood to adulthood, the flickering eyes of the Ji family, young and old, when they face him. Fang Mengru knows what he doesn't know about Ji's family, and Ji Ting's cold reaction to hang up on the phone. Everything makes him unable to endure any more.

"Don't embarrass me, young master." Tian fuhei knew that he was too guilty in some ways. After the car accident, the whole family kept silent for 17 years, which was unfair to Ji zhanrui.

"Uncle Hei, I know my grandfather didn't sleep." Ji zhanrui hears something in the slang of Tian Fu. He stops and looks at each other coldly. He's only 15 minutes away. It's strange that the old man can fall asleep in such a short time.

"Young master, it's late at night. The master has gone to sleep." Tian Fu Hei looks down and stops Ji zhanrui in front of him. He spent most of his life beside Ji ting. He is one of the few people who watched Ji zhanrui from birth to growing up. Naturally, he knows Ji zhanrui's temper.

"So, no matter who I give the first line to, can I?" Ji zhanrui raises his eyebrows and deliberately raises his tone.

"Young master, it's the young master who gives it to the young lady. If the young master insists on giving it to irrelevant people, I'm afraid Fu Hei can only offend more." Tian fuhei's implication is that he doesn't guarantee that he will take the first line back and kill people or something by the way.

"You Ji zhanrui is angry. Why do others know about the Ji family, but his family's blood knows nothing?

"Tell my grandfather that I won't just let it go." Ji zhanrui turns around and leaves. Since no one is willing to tell him, don't blame him. There is nothing in the world that Ji zhanrui can't do. No matter how powerful Ji Ting is, he can't stop him.

The next day, Fang Mengru's birthday.

"Xiaoru, are you ok?" Early in the morning, Fang Mengru is listless and tired, as if she had experienced something bad last night. Leng MOJIN asks, and wants to know more about why Ji zhanrui was with her last night.

Ji zhanrui runs back to Ji's old house in the middle of the night. Leng MOJIN doesn't show up, but he discovers something from the conversation between Tian fuhei and Ji zhanrui. It seems that the paper can't hold fire. What we should remember is always to remember, but this process embarrasses the innocent Fang Mengru.

"Nothing." Fang Mengru is in her mind. When she hears someone talking to her, she raises her head. Her eyes are full of confusion. When she sees that it is Lengmo brocade, she shakes her head lightly. Her eyes are full of sadness.

"What would you like to eat tonight? I can make a reservation. " Fang Mengru sad panoramic view, cold ink brocade is not good to ask, then change the topic.

"You decide." Fang Mengru waved her hand. She's not in the mood to think about it. Maybe she needs a cup of coffee to refresh herself.

"Anybody want a drink? I want to go down the street and buy a cup of coffee. " Cold ink brocade is about to say something, Fang Mengru suddenly stood up, haggard look, even voice people feel powerless.

"Why? Xiao Ru, drink coffee early in the morning, be careful to hurt your stomach He Lingling looked back and saw Leng MOJIN following Fang Mengru with a worried look on her face. She couldn't help but think of the scene when she was in love. Why don't you match them up?

"I'll have a latte with more milk and less sugar."

"I'll have black coffee."

"I want latte Matcha, more Matcha."

"Milk tea, more milk."

Soon, a group of people responded to the voice over he Lingling just that care.

"Boss Leng, Xiaoru is not in good spirits. Do you want to go with her?" He Lingling looked at the busy people with a headache and proposed in a low voice behind Leng MOJIN.

In fact, after Fang Mengru came to the design department, everyone can see that Leng MOJIN's eyes are full of different tenderness. Love is enough to tell the world.

What's more, Leng MOJIN and Fang Mengru are absolutely compatible. One is gentle and elegant, and the other is clever and lovely. If they can form a family, it's definitely the warmest home. I don't know how many people to envy.

"No, she doesn't like it." Leng MOJIN plans to follow him at first, but he understands Fang Mengru's stubbornness. With a faint smile, he puts away his worries and goes to the office.

Look at this attitude. Women should be spoiled, but not blindly. He Lingling narrowed her eyes and sent Fang Mengru out. From the bottom of her heart, she sprouted all kinds of plans to promote the development of their relationship. It seems that love is man-made.

"Miss, your drink is packed." The waiter in the coffee shop reminded for the third time that Fang Mengru was still muddled and drooping.

"Fang Mengru, you are crazy!"

"Ji zhanrui, do you know its meaning?"

"That's why you rushed to my car?"

"It's a bracelet."Yes, it's a bracelet. In his eyes, it's a common bracelet, but he doesn't know that it's of great significance to her. It's mother Ji's bracelet, which inherits father Ji's promise. Why can he pretend he doesn't know anything?

No, maybe it's not that he doesn't know, but that she knows too much. He just gives her a birthday gift, which doesn't contain any meaningful gift. She is just a "gift" given to him by others. He kisses the gift wantonly and doesn't need to explain anything. She thinks too much about everything by herself.

Yes, she must think too much, that's why she's sad.

Lu Yuntao has been looking for opportunities to get close to Fang Mengru recently. Every so often, he would go to the neighborhood of J times to stay. But last time Fang Mengru forgot about him, which made him very upset. He refused to call her directly.

Finally, today, let him wait until Fang Mengru alone out to buy coffee, he followed all the way, watching her point after alone in a daze, more and more feel that she is a little cute.

Does average person meet hair to be stupefied eye socket wet? Do most people shake their spirits after the waiter reminds them five times with a smile? Ordinary people will be in public under Du small mouth tears hazy eyes, unconsciously staring at somewhere to see it?

Sure enough, Fang Mengru is really special.

"Are you listening, miss?" The waiter even called several times, but Fang Mengru didn't respond.

"Give it to me!" Lu Yuntao held out his hand with a smile.

"Sir, are you with this young lady?" The waiter obviously didn't believe it. He could make a sound several times, but no one jumped out. Besides, Fang Mengru looked so cute. What if the sex wolf took the opportunity to get close?

"Yes." Lu Yuntao kept smiling and tried to look kind.

"Miss, is this gentleman with you?" The waiter asked Fang Mengru again.

"Well? What, sir Fang Mengru puzzled for a long time, and finally stopped her hopeless sadness. When she heard the waiter's inquiry, she looked dazed and said to Lu Yuntao's smiling eyes: "no, I don't know him."

Suddenly, the waiter regarded Lu Yuntao as a frivolous man in his heart, with a look of disdain on his face.

At this moment, in the face of Fang Mengru's innocent expression, Lu Yuntao really doesn't know whether to thank God for meeting her today, or to scold this damned way of appearing on the stage. He was once again forgotten by this little woman.

"I'm Lu Yuntao." Lu Yuntao stood in front of Fang Mengru, blocking her way. With a gentle smile on his face, he gently reminded Fang Mengru.

"Miss, do you want me to call the police for you?" The waiter spoke out of kindness and looked at Lu Yuntao with more disdain. Seeing that he was well-dressed, he could not help but scold him in the bottom of his heart. He was a polite scum.

"No, thank you." Fang Mengru smiles sweetly, then turns her head and looks seriously at Lu Yuntao.

Fang Mengru's big eyes are like a clear spring, which washes away Lu Yuntao's restlessness. He thinks that she finally remembers him because she is so focused on him. But the next second, her words make him fall to the bottom.

"Mr. Lu, you are in my way." Fang Mengru blinked her eyes. At the moment, she had a faint circle of dark eyes and a smile.