"Xiaoyin, protect the young lady."

"Swear to protect the young lady from the end!" Xiao Yin shouted brightly on the phone.

Ji Yicheng raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and he was a little curious. His subordinates didn't seem to deal with Qing Baoer often, so why did they protect her so much, so he asked.

...

"You all like the young lady?" When he mentioned her, the corners of his cold lips couldn't help but soften.

"Ahem..." Obviously, Xiaoyin was shocked by a sudden question from his young master. If he answered that he liked it, would he be exiled to Africa to mine in the next second →_→...

"Hmm?" Another monosyllable word penetrated through, Xiao Yin's back shook coldly, and he whined, and he squeaked his head, "I like it!"

"Why?"

"Hello, Madam Young!" Xiaoyin blurted out, "When we were waiting outside the villa in the morning, Madam Young specially baked a small cake and shared it with us. Master, this is the one who is the one who is close to the young lady, my dear!"

Xiaoyin finally plucked up the courage to accuse his young master, a very strong subtext, Young Master, you have to learn more from the young lady...

...

A big boss directly ignored Xiao Yin's second sentence and only heard the first half because she was so good.

Yes, how could it be bad for a girl he likes so much?

Her frown and smile, her eyebrows and eyes appeared in front of her again, and her thin lips raised smiled even warmer in the sunlight falling into the car window, and her heart seemed to be filled with it.

"Young Master..." Xiao Yin shouted weakly on the phone, silently drawing small circles in his heart. To be honest these days, it is not easy to be honest. If you want to encourage and reward, will he really be destroyed by the Young Master?

Unexpectedly, Ji Yicheng snorted coldly, "No, I don't think about who his wife is. Everyone must love her. Flowers bloom when they see flowers bloom, and the tires in the workshop are blown."

Then, he reminded her again and protected her, and the phone hung up.

"..." Xiaoyin choked and rolled his eyes. It was obviously the young lady's own personal charm. The young master actually attributed it to him. It was so shameless. →_→

Ji Yicheng turned his face slightly, looked at the charming shopping street in the distance, raised his eyebrows, and called another phone number, which was quickly connected.

"Uncle Xiao, I'll come here now..."

Soon, the silver Cadillac sports car merged into the traffic and stopped in front of the Xiao family villa twenty minutes later.

...

Xiao Jintang had already been waiting at the door, and the two went to the second floor study together. Xiao Jintang asked Ji Yicheng to sit down on the prince's sofa recliner. Deng Wanting quickly brought two cups of brewed hot coffee. Ji Yicheng greeted him, "Thank you, Aunt Wanting."

Deng Wanting smiled, gestured to Xiao Jintang, and then went out and brought it to the door.

"What's going on?" Xiao Jintang sat on the chair opposite and looked at Ji Yicheng carefully, "Does it feel bad again?"

Ji Yicheng frowned and roughly said that the sudden auditory hallucination appeared in his ear when he was shopping in the supermarket yesterday.

"Certainly you heard your own voice?"

Ji Yicheng's jaw slighted, "I'm talking."

"This is a sense of hearing." Xiao Jintang put down the coffee cup in his hand, and a serious look was slightly clinked between his eyebrows. "Did you hear clearly what you said?"

Ji Yicheng half-drooped his eyelids invisibly and said lightly, "No."
Chapter completed!