"Go and invite seventeen's parents to have dinner with us another day." When Ji Zong finished, he turned and greeted others.

Xia seventeen smiled on his face, but his voice was very indifferent. "My parents don't play with you. When the old man asks, you'll end it yourself."

Ji Tingyu didn't think so, so he naturally took her hand.

After several rounds in the hall, many people said hello, but Xia seventeen didn't remember any of them. He only remembered the handsome men and women who swayed around in front of him. He couldn't help sighing that the gene of the lonely family was strong.

"Uncle, can I find a place to sit first? My feet are breaking."

Xia seventeen frowned and pulled Ji Tingyu's sleeve with his hand.

When are the usual rogue female hooligans so docile and disciplined.

Yu Guang from the corner of Ji Ting's eye swept Xia 17's swollen ankle, nodded, and sent her to the sofa on the balcony to sit down.

"You wait for me here. When you meet someone, act according to your circumstances." Ji Tingyu squatted down, stretched out his hand and rubbed Xia seventeen's ankle naturally.

Feeling some rough touch on the skin, Xia seventeen subconsciously took back his feet and nodded.

"I know what to do. Go and be busy, uncle."

Watching Ji Tingyu's figure disappear into the crowd, Xia seventeen turned and hid himself in the shadow of the balcony, and then took off his ten centimeter high heels.

Fortunately, Jijia's family dinner is once a year, and she only needs to come this time, otherwise her feet may be damaged.

Xia seventeen bowed his head and rubbed his red and swollen feet. Suddenly, the sofa next to him collapsed.

The hand holding her ankle paused, and she turned her head and looked over.

It's a man.

Xia seventeen hurriedly put high heels on her feet, and then stood up on the sofa.

The man next to him looked at his cell phone and didn't notice her. As soon as she stood up, she startled the other party.

"Are you?"

The man stood up alert and stared at Xia seventeen tightly.

"I'm Ji Tingyu's girlfriend."

A simple answer shows your identity.

"Just returned from abroad?" The man looked at her suspiciously, a little skeptical.

Xia seventeen looked at him. His elegant and handsome appearance was somewhat similar to that of Ji Tingyu, but the difference was that it was a little softer than Ji Tingyu's always indifferent face.

"Well, yes."

The two neat words also answered each other's questions.

I may have seen many faces of Ji Tingyu, who brought disaster to the country and the people. Now Xia seventeen's resistance to handsome men has risen sharply, so he is not interested in facing such handsome men.

"Excuse me first." She smiled politely and was going to leave.

"OK, talk again when you have time." The man politely made way, and then when Xia seventeen passed in front of him, he smiled and said, "my name is Ji Lang, the cousin of Ji Tingyu".

Ji Lang, the little grandson loved by master Ji in Qiye's mouth?

Xia Shiqi nodded in response to him.

In the final analysis, the family banquet is only an opportunity for the quiet old man to gather the family and exchange feelings. Therefore, for several hours, few people take a bite of the food on the table.

Xia seventeen was so hungry that she walked slowly to the table, picked up a cake and put it into her mouth. The whole movement was flowing without any flaws.

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