In order to get the box left by his grandmother, Lu Qingge was sold to the Ji family by Bai Xue as a surprise.
As a result, Mrs. Ji's glass of water directly locked her and Ji Lingyi to death.
Seeing that she was stunned and didn't answer, the old lady quickly added: "Qingge, don't dislike him. This kid has a bad temper and a cold temper, but he is not bad at heart. If you educate him well, he will still be very obedient."
The old lady said that she felt a little unsure.
Lu Qingge couldn't laugh or cry when he saw the old lady sincerely promoting her grandson.
At this moment, a low, hoarse, obviously unhappy male voice came from the stairs: "You dislike me?"
Ji Lingyi came downstairs at some point. He was wearing loose home clothes and his hair was still a little wet. He had obviously just taken a shower.
He walked over with long legs and his eyes fell on Lu Qingge's face.
Lu Qingge raised his head to meet his gaze and blinked without hesitation. The meaning in his eyes was clear and clear - it was disgust, what's wrong?
Ji Lingyi's face turned dark instantly.
He took the heavy tray from Liu's mother's hand and stuffed it into Lu Qingge's arms without any explanation: "Take it, don't dislike it."
