Building a Golden House for the Villain!

The housekeeper sent Ji Yao back to the room, bowed his head, and said soothingly: "Miss, don't be angry with your husband. It's a father and daughter. How can there be an overnight hatred? You say a few good things, and the husband will let you out."

Ji Yao shook her head, "Steward, you have been here for ten years, haven't you? What kind of person my dad is, can't you see clearly?"

The butler was a little embarrassed and couldn't continue the conversation.

Ji Yao didn't embarrass him either. The butler has treated her well these years. She waved her hand, "Okay, Uncle Butler, I'm fine. Go ahead and do your job."

After speaking, he entered the house.

The butler locked the door and went downstairs.

Ji Yao looked at her house, but it was clean. She walked to the desk and sat down and took out a piece of paper from the drawer. She could take advantage of the current outline of the novel.

Downstairs, Lin Man looked at Ji Ping An who was still angry, poured a glass of water thoughtfully, and said, "Don't be angry, you just left the hospital, pay attention to your body."

Ji Ping'an took a sip from the cup, only to feel that the depression in his heart dissipated a bit. He looked at Lin Man, "You spoiled this girl."

Lin Man felt wronged. Where did she spoil that girl, but Ji Ping'an was angry, and she couldn't stand up to it, so she agreed, "Yes, yes, it's all my fault, I will definitely talk about her when I look back."

Lin Man's obedience made Ji Ping'an a little satisfied, and his anger eased a lot. He glanced upstairs, "You should really talk about her. I want to run out all day long. I watched to find someone earlier. Married, save trouble!"

Lin Man's eyes flashed, and there was a measurement in his heart, "Indeed, Yingying's wedding date is approaching, and Yaoyao, as a sister, really can't hold it anymore, what kind of candidate does her husband have?"

Ji Ping'an was silent for a moment, and the expression on his face changed unpredictably, "I have made an appointment with the Sun family for dinner tomorrow night. You should know what to do with Ji Yao."

Sun family?

Lin Man thought for a while, "The Sun family of Feixiang Group?"

Ji Ping'an nodded, "Yes."

Lin Man's face changed, and he smiled: "Okay, I see."

Ji Ping'an nodded, "I'm tired, go to rest first, and then call me when you eat."

Ji Yingying stayed by her side and dared not speak, until Ji Pingan left, she sat next to Lin Man, "Mom, what does Dad mean? He wants Ji Yao to marry Sun's family?"

Lin Man nodded, "It should be."

Ji Yingying thought of the two sons of the Sun family. The eldest son got married last year, and only the younger one was still single.

"The youngest son of the Sun family is well known in the circle. He has a good time. I heard that there is an illegitimate child out there." Ji Yingying was a little gloating, "If Ji Yao married in the past, he will suffer. ."

Lin Man looked at his daughter and sighed, "Do you only see these?"

Ji Yingying looked confused, "Is there anything else?"

Lin Man's face was serious, "Although the Sun family is big, it's almost compared to the Ji family. There are so many singles in the circle. Why did your dad suddenly think of the second generation ancestor of the Sun family? Who in the circle has a little conscience will marry his daughter? That second generation ancestor? Even if your dad doesn't like Ji Yao anymore, it is really ugly to marry the Sun family."

"What do you mean by mother?" Ji Yingying seemed to understand.

Lin Man thought about what Ji Yao said just now, frowning, "I'm afraid something really happened to the company. Either the Sun family can help your dad, or the Sun family has caught your dad's handle."

Ji Yingying thought for a moment, saw Lin Man grabbing her eyebrows, and comforted: "Mom, what do you care about so much? No matter what the reason, since my dad named Ji Yao, let's marry Ji Yao first. Sun The family, the Song family, and the Ji family are in-laws, and the company will not have major problems."

Lin Man was always a little uneasy for some reason, she clenched Ji Yingying's hand, "Yingying, last time I asked you to talk to Song Xu about getting married early, how did he answer?"