Chapter 1403 Who Would Remember Her Preferences?

The man was dressed in black and had a hat on his head so that his face could not be seen clearly. He could only hear him saying in a cold voice: "Who told you to go to Ji Mianmian to make trouble."

Ye Xuguang's wife rolled her eyes, "No... no one..."

The man sneered, "Who told you that Ye Shaoguang died? I will only ask the question once. If you don't answer, your son's hand will be disabled forever. You don't have to believe it."

When Ye Xuguang's wife heard this, she was frightened and said quickly: "I said, I said, today suddenly a man told me that Ye Shaoguang is dead and his house is occupied by a woman named Ji Mianmian. I am not poor. Crazy, that’s why…”

"From now on, you are not allowed to cause any trouble to Ji Mianmian. Otherwise, you and your son will never see the sun tomorrow."

"Okay, okay... definitely not, we will definitely not go to that woman to cause trouble..."

The man threw the child to her, and she rolled and crawled far away with her crying son.

…

As soon as it dawned, Ji Mianmian got up quickly. She was going to the company today. Sister Mai said that she had interviewed two new people and asked her to do makeup.

As soon as Ji Mianmian opened the door, she was stunned. There were still hot breakfast hanging on the doorknob, including her favorite Cao Ji Shengjian, Guanglinzhai's thin-skinned shrimp dumplings, and barbecued pork buns.

In the past, Ji Mianmian said in front of Ye Shaoguang that if she could eat these things every morning, she would not change them even if she was given a billionaire.

Ji Mianmian stretched out her trembling hand. Who put it here?

Cold burning?

No, he doesn’t know what he likes to eat?

Then...you still know her preferences so well?

Sister Qingsi?

It was impossible. Even if she knew it, it was impossible for her to go all the way to deliver it to her at this time and hang it on the door without getting in.

Who else could it be?

Ji Mianmian held a piece of fried food and opened her mouth to bite it. The taste was still the same in her memory.

…

In the blink of an eye, Christmas passed and Christmas Eve passed. Yan Qingsi didn't care about these holidays, but Mrs. Yue and Yue Tingfeng were like children, putting up a Christmas tree in the living room and hanging it full of small gifts.

It was New Year's Day, a national holiday, and Yue Tingfeng was also at home with Yan Qingsi.

Ji Mianmian came to see Yan Qingsi, and she found that the little girl suddenly seemed to be much happier. It was not the happiness on the surface, but the happiness that melted into her eyes. Her eyes seemed to light up a lot.

Yan Qingsi asked her if she had any good intentions, and Ji Mianmian shook her head.

If she didn't say anything, Yan Qingsi naturally didn't ask. As long as she was happy, nothing else mattered.

"Don't go anywhere and spend New Year's Day at home."

Ji Mianmian shook his head: "No, I have to go back. After all... that's my home too."

Yan Qingsi sighed. The suddenly grown-up Ji Mianmian was so strong that it made him feel distressed.

Ji Mianmian left before it got dark. Yan Qingsi asked her to bring a lot of things, and she wanted to move everything she could for him.

Yue Tingfeng hugged Yan Qingsi who was standing at the door and went back: "Let's go. It's too cold outside the house. It looks like it's going to snow."

Yan Qingsi looked at her still flat belly, then looked at Yue Tingfeng supporting her like an old Buddha, and sighed: "You said I only felt pregnant for a few days, how come it seems like a long time ago?"

"No, life is going by so fast, you can see it's almost New Year's Eve."

Yan Qingsi sighed again: "I just have free time, so I feel like my days are like years."