Before he finished his words, someone suddenly called him, "Su Yan."

Hearing the sound, Ji Chicheng and Su Yan looked at the direction of the sound at the same time. The handsome man, with a straight shirt, walked towards them gracefully.

Bathed in the scorching sun, it became more and more shining.

Taking him closer, Su Yan immediately introduced Ji Chicheng: "Ji Shao, this is our speech.

Ji Chicheng nodded slightly.

Just as Su Yan was about to introduce Ji Chicheng to Yan Rusheng, Yan Rusheng intercepted his voice, "I know Shao Ji."

He glanced at Su Yan, then at Wu Tezhu and Chen Xiang who were following Ji Chicheng, and asked in confusion, "Isn't the general manager of your company's marketing department Korea and Ji Shao together?"

"Korea?" Ji Chicheng narrowed his eyes, a suspicion flashed in his eyes.

He glanced at Wu Tezhu with the light.

Wu Tezhu immediately stepped forward, "I just received a call from Director Lu saying that their department manager is going to the resort today to have dinner with Mrs. Yan."

Yan Rusheng learned that Ji Chicheng did not know that Korea was coming, and explained with a smile: "I heard my wife say that she was particularly interested in the cooperation projects between the two companies. She was going to come to receive today, but last night She accidentally slipped and she got a little fetal gas. The doctor let her rest in bed for a few days, so I could only come over."

When it comes to Wen Xuxu, Yan Rusheng's gentle eyes reveal a bit of pride.

In fact, speaking of words like life, many men admire him, but it is not how much money he has, but that he has a Wen Xuxu.

As for who this Wen Xuxu is, what skills he has, and what advantages he has, that is also a good story.

After Ji Chicheng and Yan Rusheng exchanged a few words, Su Yan looked at Ji Chicheng and said, "Then I will take Ji Shao first."

Yan Rusheng nodded, "Yeah."

He was ordered by his wife to receive the manager of J.C's marketing department. Although a little condescending, his wife's fate was difficult.

Ji Chicheng nodded politely to Yan Rusheng, then raised his heel to Su Yan and walked into the resort.

"President Yan, I just heard the gossip that Mrs. Talking is playing a game. You already have both children and you want to add a new one. Congratulations."

"This is really an accident, but our family Xuxu is reluctant, so it is necessary."

They didn't take a few steps, and there were words and greetings from others behind them.

‘Our family Xuxu is reluctant, so we have to...’

Ji Chicheng's ear recalled what Yan Rusheng had just said when he returned to others, and the pampering, pride, and joy in his tone could not be concealed.

How can they be willing to have peace in their home?

In the past few days, she didn't mention anything about pregnancy, as if she had forgotten such a thing.

But how can you forget?

She just wanted to hide, afraid to hear about going to the hospital, afraid to discuss questions about the child.

...

I don't know how many bridges I passed, how many mountain villages I bypassed, and over two hours of bumpy roads, Ji Anning's stomach acid was about to be vomited out.

The remote village is unimaginable, and the car can only reach the entrance of the village.

It is probably rare that such a luxurious car came to Murakami and attracted many people working in the fields to watch.

Most of them are elderly people, or tanned women.

"Miss Anning, why don't you rest in the car for a while."

Ji Anning was struggling to breathe, and his face was pale, and the driver was very worried.

(The third brother Wuli is here, so kind, the third brother, the third brother and the third brother...there are surprises in the back)