: Suppress their seniority

Before Ji Xianyan entered Wen Mansion, he never thought that there would be so many people there.

He sat on the single sofa, facing so many pairs of eyes, and suddenly became a little nervous.

This is not a formal meeting with parents...

What should I do if I wait until the day I officially meet my parents?

He must prepare in advance and practice repeatedly.

"If you don't mind, how about I'll call you Yanbao with the dimples?" Old Mrs. Wen said with a smile.

Ji Xianyan looked at her in the voice and spoke politely: "Yes, sister-in-law."

If Mr. Ji was present, he would probably feel very sad.

It seems that anyone can call him the name "Yan Bao", but only he, the father, is not...

Of course, Mr. Ji was not present, and the Wen family was feeling a little complicated when they heard the young Ji Xianyan calling Mrs. Wen "Sister-in-law".

Ji Xianyan's shouting reduced their seniority.

"Then you are welcome." Unlike others, Old Mrs. Wen felt very pleasant to hear.

After so many years, I finally got one more person to call her sister-in-law!

Mr. Wen was not very happy and snorted coldly: "What is the name of sister-in-law? Just call him Old Mrs. Wen."

Really, who is the sister-in-law of this brat?

The brat is so brave that he dares to miss his sister!

"Old Wen!" Old Mrs. Wen looked at him warningly, and then smiled at Ji Xianyan: "Yan Bao, your elder brother is not very sensible, don't bother with him."

"Well, I understand." Ji Xianyan looked slightly. Although he was sitting on the single sofa, his sitting posture was very upright.

He knew that everyone in the hall was observing him at this moment, so he had to be generous and decent.

Jiang Ruoying looked at Ji Xianyan's face and felt quite satisfied. A smile appeared on her face: "Mr. Ji, how long have you known our little aunt?"

Her seniority is smaller than Wen Jiu, so she cannot just call Ji Xianyan's nickname like Old Mrs. Wen.

Ji Xianyan glanced at Jiang Ruoying, his eyes fell to Wenjiu, and his low and nice voice was serious: "Although we haven't known each other for a long time, we hit it off at first sight."

Wen Jiu raised her eyebrows slightly, paused her way of making tea, lifted her eyelids and looked at the boy, and a smile flashed through her black and white eyes.

Did you get the same thing at first sight?

Why didn't she know?

Wen Jiu remembered the scene when he met Ji Xianyan for the first time, but he didn't see any idea of ​​hitting the mark. At that time, he seemed to be unwilling to even say his name. He had a good-looking face, but he was very rebellious and ostentatious.

With a smile on warm wine, Ji Xianyan's ears instantly became hot, and even his cheeks were a little hot.

He didn't feel guilty at all when he said this, but Wen Jiu suddenly smiled at him, and he knew what he was laughing at.

Laugh at him making up stories.

Others interpreted Wen Jiu's smile at Ji Xianyan as a knowing smile, as if they agreed with Ji Xianyan's statement.

"It hit it off at first sight?" Old Mrs. Wen nodded with a smile, "This is actually fate."

"What fate? The saying of fate is not scientific at all!" Mr. Wen professionally dismantled, "Is fate just an excuse for an encounter with ulterior motives!"

Warm wine: “………”

When she heard this, she felt inexplicably connotated.

Isn’t the reason why she and Yan Bao met because she deliberately created it with ulterior motives?

The smile on Wen Jiu's lips was curled away, and the look of looking at Ji Xianyan had a little more complicated emotions.
Chapter completed!