Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Ji Shaoheng returned home, took the suitcase from the trunk, and carried the suitcase into the living room.

The butler approached him with his suitcase, shouted "Second Young Master", and took his luggage back to the room above him.

Xie Suling and others haven't slept yet, he walked over and shouted: "Dad, Mom, Brother."

Shen Youran was absent. She should have taken the child back to the room.

Ji Yangkun nodded: "You won't make a phone call in advance."

He walked over and sat down on the sofa: "I'm not a three-year-old kid who will lose."

Holding a glass of water in his hand, Ji Jinchuan said leisurely: "Is this trip going well?"

"It's going well, or you won't be able to come back so early." The servant poured a glass of water for Ji Shaoheng. He glanced and frowned slightly. "Change the cup of tea."

The servant stepped forward and wanted to replace him. Xie Suling said, "What kind of tea do you drink at night, you won't be able to sleep later."

Ji Shaoheng didn't say anything. He took a sip from the glass, and it was tasteless. He put down the glass.

Ji Yangkun said: "Since you are back, then concentrate on preparing for the marriage."

There was a light smile on the corner of his eyebrows: "Isn't Mom handing over to the sister-in-law about the wedding?"

Xie Suling took over the words: "You are the bridegroom, some things still need you to do, the days are urgent, the wedding dress is too late to customize, pick a day, you should accompany the treasure to go to the store to see it, call your sister-in-law too When she tried the wedding dress, she could give some advice."

Ji Shaoheng raised his lips: "Now people are married to Western-style weddings, I want a different one."

Xie Suling was stunned: "Do you mean to hold a Chinese wedding?"

"There is nothing bad. Most of them are Western-style weddings now. There is no freshness at all. We are Chinese, and we cannot admire foreigners."

Xie Suling looked at Ji Yangkun and motioned for him to speak.

Ji Yangkun feels that there is not much difference between a Chinese wedding and a Western wedding, and that he was originally an old-fashioned person. The Chinese wedding has a deeper heart, so he has no comments on Ji Shaoheng's proposal.

"Your own wedding, make your own idea."

Ji Shaoheng laughed: "Thank you dad."

Xie Suling agreed with Ji Yangkun when she saw it, so her little son said: "The wedding suit you wore that day must be prepared quickly so as not to be too late."

Ji Shaoheng nodded: "It's already in a hurry, and it will be fine in a week."

"On the wedding day, the clothes to wear when toasting, you have time to accompany and cherish to buy a few pieces." Xie Suling said, and looked at Ji Jinchuan, "You will be more responsible for the things in the company during this time. Getting married is the first priority. Major events give Shao Heng some time."

"I know." Ji Jinchuan glanced at the clock on the wall and lowered the glass to get up. "It's nothing. I'll go back to the room first."

"Big Brother Good Night."

Ji Jinchuan nodded and walked towards the stairs.

At this time on weekdays, Xie Suling and Ji Yangkun had long rested. When Ji Shaoheng returned from a business trip, they sat for a while.

Ji Yangkun asked about his situation in Jiangcheng, and Ji Shaoheng answered them one by one, talking about Jiangcheng's newly opened project.

At work, Xie Suling didn't understand, so she sat quietly. After the father and son had finished speaking, she looked at Ji Shaoheng and asked, "Did you call cherish these days on a business trip?"

"Mom, do you still have to ask?" He answered ambiguously.