Dragon and Phoenix Addicted: The President is addicted to pets

The crowd groaned.

The player Ji Siting replaced was an honest man with no skills, except for working in the repair shop, and selling wind chimes next to the elementary school in his spare time.

Children like it, and the business is good. Because of this, many children will ask the teacher to use wind chimes as prizes.

This is how Keiko got her wind chime. She liked the red string on it. After being taken away, she held onto the wind chime tightly and shook it desperately, but no one paid any attention to it.

After the blindfold was torn off, she saw her father among a group of strange uncles with malicious intentions.

It's obviously just a game, but Zuo Xinxin seems to have experienced a torment. As a mother, she can't bear to watch such a sadistic plot.

"You are too inhuman!" Lu Xuan was furious, pointing at Ji Siting and scolding, the latter would not be as arrogant as before, and just slipped away.

"It's so irritating!" Lu Xuan almost couldn't hold back from beating him.

Zuo Xinxin and Lu Xuan went to look for Cheng Xiaoai while talking. The two little guys leaned crookedly on the chair, as if they were sleepy.

"Mummy, why isn't Daddy coming over?" Xiao Ai yawned, and just as she finished speaking, she waved in one direction, "Daddy!"

Looking at the reputation, Jiang Yucheng was walking towards here with long legs, with a smile on his handsome face, but there were only one big and two small figures not far away in his eyes.

Xiao Ai threw herself into Jiang Yucheng's arms: "I'm so sleepy, Daddy, let's go back to sleep."

Jiang Yucheng glanced at Zuo Xinxin, and Lu Xuan immediately said: "It seems that Mr. Jiang and Mr. Ji are chatting about the same, and the recording of the show is about to start. Let's see you next time."

Not far away, the staff of the program team had indeed gathered, Zuo Xinxin nodded: "If you have time tonight, let's have dinner together."

"Okay!" Lu Xuan grinned.

Looking at the back of the family of four going away, Lu Xuan took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the mission point.

On the other side, Ji Wentao and Jiang Yucheng chatted for a long time, and the topics were all about work. Once he mentioned Zuo Xinxin, Jiang Yucheng immediately changed the subject.

But generally speaking, he is still very satisfied with this son-in-law.

"Alas..." Ji Wentao sighed for some reason, although he was satisfied, he was not easy to mess with. What if more things were involved in the future and his daughter was involved?
Thinking of this, Ji Wentao sighed heavily again.

"Old season!"

An extremely excited voice sounded outside the door, and Ji Siting rushed in, and excitedly took out something from his pocket: "I got it, I got it!"

Taking a closer look, there is a slightly curly hair vaguely pinched between the fingers.

Ji Wentao stood up abruptly, staring straight at this hair, almost bursting into tears: "Kung fu pays off, and hard work pays off..."

The thing that they had been thinking about for so long was finally obtained. Both father and son were so excited that they almost cried.

"What should I do now, should I go to the hospital now?" Ji Siting was also very excited, after all, through these few contacts, he found that this sister is not bad.

Especially those two cute little guys, he couldn't put it down.

Before Ji Wentao could speak, Ji Siting frowned again: "No, I will be recording a program later, you have to wait until I finish recording the program, I want to go with you."

Anyway, he lost his vest and was beaten because of this hair. He must witness that moment with his own eyes.

Ji Wentao didn't care so much, he said he should be good, but in his heart he wanted to leave quickly.

"Then I'll give you my hair after I finish recording the show."

What a joke, how could he not know what Lao Ji was thinking, and treat him like a three-year-old?

Ji Wentao was in a hurry: "Stinky boy, can't you forgive my father who is in his 40s?"

"You didn't forgive me for my injured ankle when I was injured!" Ji Siting retorted.

"Nonsense, didn't I apply medicine to you?"

"That's because you don't want to pay for the medical bills!"

"..." The two were arguing with red faces, Ji Wentao sat down panting, and suddenly covered his face, "Si Ting, you should put yourself in another position, if you were the one who experienced those things back then..."

"No, I'm not as stupid as you!" Ji Siting made a stop gesture, "I'm more handsome than you, and of course I'm smarter than you. Those loan sharks can't fool me."

Ji Wentao was silent for a moment, then cried again: "...so dad was innocent back then, dad was..."

"Stop, I don't want to do what you say. All in all, I have to wait until the recording of my show is over before going." With that said, Ji Siting carefully stuffed his hair into his jacket pocket, patted his buttocks and left.

Seeing his son's figure without nostalgia, Ji Wentao sat on the chair and began to wonder why he gave birth to this son.

What a wonderful daughter, look at Xinxin, she is beautiful, intellectual, elegant, generous, gentle, virtuous, and considerate, and look at that bastard, how can he be so ugly?
Thinking of this, Ji Wentao sighed again: "Xiao Wang."

The assistant at the door came in immediately: "Mr. Ji, what are your orders?"

Ji Wentao raised his hand feebly: "When will the show be recorded?"

"About four hours."

four hours? !
Thousands of arrows pierced the heart, and Ji Wentao had a vicissitudes of life on his face: "Go, find two more people to come over, or it will be too late."

"Mr. Ji, are you feeling unwell?" Xiao Wang was a little worried.

"I'll tell you to go quickly!" Ji Wentao sat up straight, "If you're later, you won't be able to make a table of mahjong!"

"..."

Four hours later, Ji Siting finally reappeared in the lounge.

As soon as he came, Ji Wentao couldn't help but pick up his coat and said, "Let's go!"

The car was downstairs, and the assistant Xiao Wang was still following behind. Ji Wentao couldn't wait to put his son into the driver's seat and sit in the back by himself.

Ji Siting, who had been running around for several hours, was devastated: "Why don't you drive?"

Ji Wentao was both excited and nervous: "Stop talking nonsense, let's go, you haven't lost your hair, have you?"

Ji Siting didn't want to talk to him, and drove away in the car, leaving Xiao Wang alone in place, dumbfounded.

The father and son rushed to the hospital in a hurry and went straight to the dean's office, which shocked the dean who was nearly sixty years old.

Ji Siting carefully took out the transparent bag from his pocket, and Ji Wentao took it as if he had found a treasure, and handed the transparent bag to the dean step by step.

The dean was an old acquaintance with him, and he knew Ji Wentao's nature well, so he immediately raised his hand and brought the bag over, which made Ji Wentao cry out in surprise.

The dean stroked his reading glasses: "Hair?" After a pause, "A woman's hair?"

He looked at Ji Wentao, only to see that the latter was shy: "To tell you the truth, this hair..."

"This hair belongs to the long-lost daughter of the Ji family. Grandpa dean will help you identify it." Ji Siting was about to die of anger from this father, so he said it straight away.

The dean suddenly opened his eyes wide, looked at Ji Wentao, then at Ji Siting, his goatee trembled, and finally uttered four words: "Whose daughter?"

"He, he, he!" Ji Siting was taken aback, and quickly pointed at Ji Wentao.

After the excitement, Ji Wentao finally calmed down, and he took a deep breath: "This matter is a long story, specifically, it starts more than 20 years ago..."

Ji Siting: "Grandpa Dean, let's go there first."

"Ok."

Seeing that the two were about to leave, Ji Wentao raised his heels and looked nervously at the transparent bag in the dean's hand: "I finally got it, don't lose it."

The dean's old cold legs walked faster.

The paternity test takes a certain amount of time, but seeing Ji Wentao's vicissitudes, the dean really didn't want to take a second look, so he sent more people to speed up the speed.

But no matter how fast it is, they still have to be responsible for the result, so time passed and the three of them were still waiting in the office.

"Gollum—"

I don't know whose stomach growled, Ji Siting took out his mobile phone: "If you want to eat, just buy it for free this time, don't miss it when you pass by!"

The dean mentioned a series of health-preserving meals, and Ji Siting wrote them down, then looked at Ji Wentao, and raised his voice: "What to eat?"

"Ah, come out?"

Ji Wentao woke up suddenly, and looked excitedly at the door. There was no one there, and he was a little disappointed.

Ji Siting took a deep breath: "Don't eat it."

Originally, he thought he could accept Zuo Xinxin, but looking at it now, Ji Wentao seemed to have lost his soul.

He didn't want to accept Zuo Xinxin in an instant, even if Lao Ji cried again, it was useless, he had to stand firm.

After a while, the supper was delivered, Ji Wentao smelled the fragrance and suddenly became energetic: "Dinner is ready?"

"..."

Two people unpacked and put the meals on the table one by one. Finally, each person got a set of tableware.

Ji Wentao looked at Ji Siting in disbelief: "You..."

"Look what I'm doing, I'm looking for your daughter when I'm hungry, isn't your daughter beautiful, charming, generous and elegant?" Ji Siting rolled his eyes blankly, and then beckoned the dean to start eating.

"Dean..."

The dean silently moved the food to his side: "Wen Tao, I am getting old and need to replenish my body."

Ji Wentao opened his eyes wide, and just watched the two people eating like no one else: "You guys, are your consciences okay?"

"Si Ting, try this."

"Thank you, Grandpa Dean."

"Gollum—"

Seeing that they really didn't care about him, Ji Wentao sighed heavily, look, what's the use of this son, he's not as good as his daughter, alas, daughter, when will you come back?
While thinking wildly, there was a knock on the door, and Ji Wentao stood up suddenly: "Come out!" He walked over quickly.

Ji Siting was sour: "Grandpa dean, when my mother gave birth to me, was he like this?"

The dean sighed: "When your mother gave birth, he insisted on entering the delivery room, and even took a camera and said he wanted to record it."

"and then?"

"Not even 3 minutes after I went in, I was carried out by the nurse."

"..."

When Ji Wentao opened the door, he found that it was not a medical staff, but a delivery boy. He took it suspiciously, and then smelled a familiar smell.

It is his favorite grilled cold noodles.

Seeing the packaging and other dishes, Ji Wentao was immediately happy, this son is not bad, and he knows how to cook for him.

"Si Ting, Dean, let's eat together."

Lao Ji happily unpacked it, took a sip impatiently, and immediately wrinkled his whole face: "Why is it so sour?"

He looked at Ji Siting: "Stinky boy, are you messing with me?"

"No." With an innocent face, Ji Siting took a piece of food with his chopsticks, and then swallowed a big mouthful of rice, "The taste is just right."