Tyrant Romance

Chapter 52 Oh dear

France is not big, but it is about the same size as Sichuan, so Ji Hanzhi told Ji Xin very seriously: "France is as big as three Z provinces, and we can't finish it, so don't even think about traveling around France. "It's not riding a bicycle, what kind of method is it?"

Ji Xin opened his eyes wide and asked: "So, French chicks have as many as three Z provinces, Dad?"

Ji Hanzhi led him along Medel Street, and said, "Picking a girl depends on your strength. My father doesn't think you have this ability."

Ji Xin pouted angrily: "Father, can't you give your son a little bit of confidence! Why beat him to death with a stick?"

"Then I'll give you another stick?" Ji Hanzhi kindly suggested.

Ji Xin stamped his feet, and ran away arrogantly pulling his small suitcase.

"What are you running, you're overstepping, please." One of Ji Han rolled his eyes and stood still on the spot. Ji Xin's small figure suddenly stopped, stomped his feet again, turned around and hurried back.

"Father, I am still your own!"

Before coming here, Ji Hanzhi greeted Ye Suzhen, and just after getting off the plane, he called her again. Ye Suzhen said that his father went out to see the art exhibition early in the morning, and he might not come back until lunch time.

That's good, Ji Hanzhi thought, there is a buffer time so that he won't be thrown out as soon as he enters the door.

"Remember to call grandma, and the other one is grandpa." Ji Hanzhi told Ji Xin, raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

Ye Suzhen heard the sound and came to open the door. When Ji Xin saw someone coming out, he shouted loudly: "Grandma is lucky! Grandpa is healthy!"

Ye Suzhen was startled, took a closer look, and said in a false alarm, "I didn't come from the palace, so I don't need to shout auspiciously. Your grandfather is not here, so there is no need to ask him about his well-being."

Ji Hanzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Mom, let's go inside first. I haven't been back for six years, Medel Street has changed a lot."

Ye Suzhen snorted, let the door open to let them in, "It's been six years, Medel has changed a lot, you just came back, heh."

"Mom, are you implying that I came back too late? But this is not my intention, if my dad will forgive me." Ji Hanzhi shrugged innocently, "But I brought you a grandson back anyway, my dad You should be happy now, right?"

"Naive," Ye Suzhen sneered, "If he knew that his grandson was not born to you, he would definitely jump from the early stage to the late stage of gastric cancer."

"It wasn't born by me in the first place. If I could give birth, he would be a grandfather." Ji Hanzhi curled his lips and asked, "Is he being treated now? Drug treatment or chemotherapy?"

"Fortunately, it was discovered early, and now it is well controlled with drugs. The doctor said that the possibility of cure is very high, but don't let him be stimulated." Ye Suzhen said.

Ji Hanzhi stood up suddenly, picked up the suitcase, "Don't be stimulated? Then I'd better sneak away, lest he jump from the early stage to the late stage all at once."

"Dad, don't go, let me watch this episode of cartoons!" Ji Xinlai moved on the sofa unhappy.

Ji Hanzhi looked at him in horror: "You can also understand French?"

Ji Xin shook his head regretfully: "Cartoon has no borders, Dad, you're so special."

I'm really sorry, he only knows that music has no borders...

Ye Suzhen looked at Ji Xin and said with a smile: "This child is very attractive and has a sweet mouth, but it's a pity that he was not born to you, otherwise your father will definitely forgive you."

When Ji Xin heard this, he looked at Ye Suzhen with teary eyes: "Grandma, don't you like me because I'm not your own? I will be very obedient and sensible, and I won't make you angry. Grandma, listen to me! "

There are countless cousins ​​in my family... Ji Hanzhi sang happily from the bottom of his heart.

Ye Suzhen was also a little guilty, she sat down and hugged him, patted his head and said: "Baby don't cry, it's not that grandma doesn't like you, it's just that grandpa may not be able to accept it. When he comes back later, remember to be sweeter and call Don't let him go."

"Well, I'll stick to him, grandma." Ji Xin curled up in her arms obediently, treating himself as Spider-Man.

But who is Ji Qingran?The first-class rhetorician and rhetorician of the Faculty of Liberal Arts has been studying how the ancients scolded each other, how to scold well, how to scold well, and how to scold in style.The most failed reprimand in his life was probably when he became angry with Ji Hanzhi after being kidnapped by Tom, and told him to get out of the house without any words.

Near noon, he really came back from a stroll along the other side of Meidel Street. Ji Hanzhi saw his figure on the balcony on the second floor. Even though they were separated for six years, he still recognized his father's appearance for the first time.

A man in his early fifties is slightly fat, with a big belly, and he walks slowly with his hands behind his back. His gold velvet vest has been worn for some years, and the hem of his clothes is frayed. Not willing to change.

Ji Hanzhi took a deep breath, stood behind the door, and opened the door with a serious expression. Just like that, he and Ji Qingran ran into each other face to face.

"drink!"

Ji Qingran was really taken aback, he moved his heels back, half stepped on the ground, and leaned straight back——

"dad--"

Ji Hanzhi grabbed Ji Qingran's waist with his long arm, and pulled him back in time, "Dad, be careful!"

Ji Qingran held his shoulders, stared wide-eyed, "You—?"

The two of them blocked the door in standard tango posture, and Ji Hanzhi laughed dryly: "It's me, your son."

Ji Qingran obviously couldn't believe it, and snorted, "Why, why are you here?"

Am I supposed to be under the car...?

Ji Hanzhi straightened him up, smiled flatteringly and said, "Long time no see, Dad, let me come and see you."

Ji Qingran shook off his hand, and went straight into the house, "You don't need to come and see me, I'm living a good life, very comfortable."

"Dad, your illness... I'm very worried." Ji Hanzhi followed him closely. Although both of them had bad tempers, someone had to give in. If you give in, the world will be a better place.

Ji Qingran snorted, not caring about him at all, he walked into the dining room, saw Ye Suzhen sitting with a child talking and laughing, and asked in surprise, "Whose child?"

Ji Hanzhi hurriedly said, "Dad, this is my son."

Ji Qingran glanced at him even more in surprise: "Are you married?...Where's the bride?"

Ji Xin shouted sweetly: "Grandpa, my name is Ji Xin, and I am 13 years old this year."

Ji Qingran frowned: "Why didn't I know you were married at the age of 15, huh?"

Ji Hanzhi really wanted to sew Ji Xin's stinking mouth shut, why did he reveal his age? With his low IQ, would Ji Qingran possibly recognize him as a six-year-old child?

"Dad, I... adopted Ji Xin."

"Adopt? So, you still..." Ji Qingran couldn't continue. He glanced at Ji Xin, who had a very sweet smile on his face, and hated iron for being weak. "I said before, I won't recognize a homosexual as my son. You can get out with your adopted son."

"Qingran, calm down, he is your son after all, I worked so hard to give birth." Ye Suzhen couldn't stand it anymore, stood up and said, "Hanzhi told me that he hasn't had a relationship with a man in the past six years. I've been in a relationship before, and I've always lived with my child. This time you were sick, and I called Hanzhi back on my own initiative. Do you really want to deny this son for the rest of your life?"

Ji Hanzhi immediately showed a pitiful expression: "Dad..."

Ji Qingran's tofu heart can't be said, at best he has a stinky tofu heart. He thought of the loneliness of not having his son around for so many years, so he let go: "Hmph, since he hasn't dated any more men, then I'll forgive him for now. Sit down Let's eat."

Ji Qingran sat down to eat, and Ji Hanzhi also sat beside him. Ye Suzhen gave him a wink on the opposite side, as if to say, "I already thought of an excuse for you, did you break up with your wealthy boyfriend?"

Ji Hanzhi gave her a wink hahahaha: It should be... divided... right?

After the meal, Ji Qingran called Ji Hanzhi to the study room, and began to lecture on Ji's special features.

"Since you don't date men anymore, why don't you find a woman to marry? You even adopted a son. How could it be better than your own?"

"Dad, I don't seem to be able to like women. You can't force me. It's fine now, and Ji Xin and I are having a great time." Ji Han was sweating on his back afterwards, thinking how happy he is, and being caught by that girl every day The brat is so angry that his stomach is pierced.

Ji Qingran was obviously not satisfied, but he was at a loss what to do. He is not an antique, he knows that homosexuality is not a disease, but he just can't accept that his son finds a man to come back. up.

"That's all, I won't force you, as long as you don't hang out with men, I won't control you much."

Ji Hanzhi nodded, exited the study, and saw Ji Xin leaning on the wall listening, "What are you listening to, huh?"

"Hush, keep your voice down." Ji Xin said quietly, very focused, "My father and my grandfather are negotiating."

"Talk about what?"

"They're talking about marrying me a wife, hehe."

"you sure?"

"Of course—" Ji Xin turned his head and said proudly, only to see Ji Hanzhi crossing his arms and looking at him, "Daddy, what are you trying to beat?"

"I'll beat you up, you little bastard." Ji Hanzhi stretched out his claws, and the subsequent situation was terrible, so we won't broadcast the live broadcast.

In the evening, Ye Suzhen helped Ji Hanzhi clean up the room he had vacated six years ago. There was only one single bed in it, so Ye Suzhen decided to let Ji Xin sleep with them, and Ji Han would sleep here alone.

Going around and going back to the original starting point, Ji Hanzhi sighed, he pushed open the window facing Meidel Street, the wind came in, blowing two pieces of floral curtains, the moonlight was excellent, pouring on the no one walking around on the street.

Thinking of his youthful years, Ji Hanzhi couldn't help laughing, now he is obviously an old Cong.

"Ha-"

Suddenly there was a whistle downstairs, Ji Hanzhi followed the sound and looked down, only to see a man standing under the window.

Why suddenly there are more people?Puzzled, Ji Hanzhi stretched out half of his body and looked down, then he was stunned because he saw the big local tyrant.

Is this unscientific?

No, very scientific.

It's just flying to France. What's the problem with the big local tyrants?As for the address of his parents' home, that's even more troublesome for the big local tyrants.

But, but, but, he shouldn't be on stage at a time like this, please!

"Hey, what are you—?"

The man downstairs raised his head with a smile and opened his long arms, "Jump, my beautiful Juliet!"

"Damn—" Ji Hanzhi ruined his intestines.

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