Hidden Beauty in the Dark: The CEO's Secret Lover

Chapter 48 Fresh and Elegant White Chrysanthemum

And the nannies and guards at home will also be happy because the only young master of the Ji family is coming back for dinner.Especially the guards standing guard at the gate of the compound, every time they saw Ji Weiran's familiar black Maybach drive over, they were ready to let it go.

This time, as always, the guard saluted Ji Weiran, and then chatted up with a smile, "Young master Ji is back?"

Ji Weiran's reputation in the compound is very good, not only because he was the king of children since he was a child, but also because he and Commander Ji fought against each other six years ago, and then the Las Vegas myth, and returned to China three years ago. The company has become bigger with one hand.His name has long been known to every household.

Ji Weiran nodded to the guards and drove the car into the compound.

Ji's house is an independent two-storey building with a courtyard, blue tiles and red walls, covered with green vines, and there are large patches of wisteria in the courtyard. It is the season when the wisteria is blooming, and there is a brilliant lavender in the courtyard. , like a huge purple flower curtain, hangs gracefully from the air, and on the purple waterfall, there are little silver lights, like splashing water.When I looked carefully, I realized that it was the faintest part of each purple flower, teasing each other with the sunlight.The dreamy purple, with different shades, is like the master's wanton splashing of ink, so freehand, so fragrant, so beautiful that it is suffocating.

There are two guards standing upright outside the yard, like two stone lions, guarding the people in the yard.

Ji Weiran drove the car into the small courtyard, and the guard trotted over immediately, took the car keys in his hand, backed the car in, and parked it.Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ma, an old servant who had been with Ji's family for more than ten years, rubbed her apron with her hands and greeted her with a smile, "Master is back?"

"Mother Zhang," Ji Weiran naturally respected Mama Zhang who almost watched him grow up. "How are you doing recently?" He smiled, looking at the old man's face wrinkled with joy from seeing him.

"Very good, thank you for your concern, young master." Zhang Ma said with a cheerful smile, "Young master hasn't been home for a long time, and the commander and wife miss you."

Ji Weiran smiled, went up the steps and walked into the house, "Where are they?"

Madam Zhang said, "The commander is playing chess with Commissar Qin in the small garden, and the madam is changing clothes upstairs." Every time Ji Weiran comes back, Mrs. Ji will cook one or two dishes herself, and then watch the servants prepare other dishes. Prepare the dishes one by one, and before Ji Weiran arrives home, go upstairs to change the clothes that smell of oily smoke from the kitchen.

Ji Weiran entered the living room, took off his coat and handed it to Mama Zhang to hang up. Turning around, he saw a dignified and beautiful woman in a white dress standing up in the living room, standing there with a smile and looking at him, like a fresh and elegant flower white chrysanthemum.

Have guests at home?He subconsciously frowned.

At this time, Mrs. Ji came down from downstairs.She wore a lavender velvet cheongsam over a white knitted cardigan with openwork patterns, looking elegant and generous.

"Mom." Ji Weiran greeted her.

"Son, are you back?" Mrs. Ji smiled happily, came over happily, put her arms around Ji Weiran's shoulders, looked him up and down, and said distressedly, "I lost weight."

Ji Weiran smiled helplessly, "No way."

Mrs. Ji seemed to suddenly think of something at this time, and hurriedly pulled him to the front of the woman in the white skirt, and said with a smile, "I almost forgot to introduce you, this is the youngest daughter of your uncle Qin's political commissar, named Zhiyu Yes, you met when you were young, but she went abroad with her mother and came back recently, do you still have any impression?"

(End of this chapter)