Male God, a Little Su

During dinner, Ji Cheng remembered what the housekeeper reported to him today.

He frowned and looked at Ji Wuyou displeasedly, "I heard that you fired your foreign language teacher today? Give me a reason."

He was able to invite Ji Wuyou to be a teacher, and every one of them was carefully selected by him and interviewed in person.

Talents are ranked high in the entire country.

In Ji Cheng's eyes, Ji Wuyou's dismissal of the teacher was undoubtedly causing him trouble.

For Ji Wuyou's study, he had to find new teachers.

Hearing Ji Cheng's words, Su Yan put a mouthful of fish into her mouth without changing her expression, staring straight at Ji Wuyou.

Ji Wuyou's thin eyelids drooped slightly, concealing a smile in his pupils.

Thin lips parted lightly, "He is too ugly, it will affect my enthusiasm for learning."

"Bam—"

Hearing Ji Wuyou's casual answer, Ji Cheng was so angry that he almost smashed the table.

"Nonsense!! He's been working in Ji's house for two years, why didn't you look at him before? Why don't you look at him now?!"

This was something that Ji Cheng couldn't understand.

However, Ji Cheng didn't think about Su Yan's body, because he knew too much about his son's uncertain character.

"Well……"

Ji Wuyou looked at Ji Cheng who was furious, raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, his eyes were indifferent, "Do you need a reason to look at someone who is not pleasing to the eye? Just like I always hate this woman."

His slender fingers slowly touched Xiong Peilan, who had an ugly face, and smiled sarcastically.

"Bastard!"

Ji Chengqi's temples throbbed, and he sat back in the chair, clutching his heart.

"Do you still take me seriously?!"

In any case, Xiong Peilan was brought back to Ji's house by him. How could Ji Cheng be happy when his son sings against him all day long?

"Tsk," Ji Wuyou's eyes were cold, "Why don't I call her mother, are you satisfied?"

Xiong Peilan's eyes lit up and suppressed the excitement in his heart.

Ji Cheng's face darkened, "What are you playing?"

Don't say that Ji Wuyou is willing, Ji Cheng is not willing! In his heart, even Xiong Peilan now takes the title of Mrs. Ji. But still can't escape the identity of a vase and plaything.

Ji Wuyou's mother is someone he is married to, who has worshipped heaven and earth in front of both parents!

Later, no matter how many women Ji Cheng brought back, none of them had such an honor.

"laugh……"

Ji Wuyou hooked his lips silently, and his dark pupils seemed to fall on Xiong Peilan's stiff face.

feeling good.

Su Yan watched Xiong Peilan's face change, as long as it was someone Ji Wuyou disliked, he had many ways to embarrass that person.

This man is actually very vicious.

Holding her chin, she exchanged glances with Ji Wuyou, both of them could see through each other's thoughts.

With Ji Cheng's hand, Ji Wuyou slapped Xiong Peilan in the face, nothing hurts more than Ji Cheng's attitude.

It also made Xiong Peilan realize that she is not irreplaceable. Even once she really threatened Ji Wuyou, her position as Mrs. Ji could be taken back at any time.

What appears to be a stable position is in fact in jeopardy.

"Mom, uncle, I want to discuss something with you."

Seeing the stagnant atmosphere in the dining room, Su Rou sat obediently next to Ji Wuyou and said sweetly.

"Oh? What does Rouge want to say?"