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Chapter 8 That Little Fatty Is Very Disgusting

After eating, she lay dead on the sofa. She didn't know if she had been outside for too long. She felt itchy nose and always wanted to sneeze.

After swiping Weibo for a while, she felt cold and got up and crawled into bed.

Closing her eyes, she suddenly thought of Ji Zebei next door.

How should I thank him?

gift?

What kind of gift would be appropriate?

She couldn't make up her mind, so she called Meng Yi.

When Meng Yi answered her call, her voice was muffled, as if she had already fallen asleep.

"Immortal! What time is it and you still not asleep? Go back to Binshi early tomorrow morning, don't go to bed too late, so as not to oversleep." Meng Yi wanted to hang up the phone after finishing speaking.

Lu Ran hurriedly said, "Don't hang up, I have something to ask you."

"Long story short."

"I want to give a friend who I don't know very well but who did me a favor... No, it's not appropriate to use a friend, neighbor? Yes, neighbor! I want to send a thank you gift to my neighbor. What do you think is appropriate?"

"Male and female?"

"male."

"How old is it?"

"About twenty-four five?"

"Live alone or with family?"

"Lonely."

"Are you married?"

"Probably not."

"Pack yourself up and send it over there."

Lu Ran: "..." Can you hurt me a little more?

Do you really think she can't get married?

"Hang up, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Before she could react, Meng Yi ruthlessly hung up her phone.

She thought about it for a long time under the quilt, but she couldn't think of any suitable gift to give Ji Zebei. Before she knew it, it was two in the morning. She panicked and closed her eyes to sleep.

At eight o'clock the next morning, the phone rang loudly.

A slender white arm stretched out from under the quilt, touched the screaming mobile phone next to the pillow, slender white and tender fingers slid lightly, and answered.

"We will be downstairs in your house in 10 minutes, please clean up quickly and don't make us wait."

Meng Yi's cold and domineering voice came from the receiver.

She said 'oh', put down the phone, and spent 5 minutes in the bed before getting up.

Dizzy and light-headed.

As soon as she got out of bed, she shivered from the cold, hunched over and walked into the bathroom, after a quick wash, she changed her clothes, nestled on the sofa and waited for Meng Yi's call.

Before the butt was hot, the phone came.

She got up with her bag and wrapped a thick scarf before going out.

It takes two hours to drive from Shangjing City to Binshi City.

Lu Ran fell asleep in the back seat, and the more he slept, the colder he got.

The warm air in the car was clearly turned on sufficiently, but she still felt chills all over her body.

At 10:30, they arrived in Binshi.

The car drove into the Binjiang Garden villa area, a familiar location, a familiar luxury villa.

After entering the house, there were people in the room, seven aunts and eight aunts, and several neighbors who got along well nearby, and the servants hurriedly greeted them.

In the middle of the sofa in the living room, sat her birthday mother, who had just turned 50 years old, but was well-maintained and elegant, wearing a bright red dress, delicate makeup and smiling like a flower, she didn't look like her mother, she looked like her sister.

Lu Qing and Meng Yi came forward with gifts, but they made her sister-like mother very happy.

Jia Jingshu exchanged pleasantries with Lu Qing and Meng Yi, and then looked at her.

Empty-handed, wearing a bulky padded jacket and a thick scarf, wrapped like a bear.

Displeasure was evident in Jia Jingshu's eyes, she motioned for Lu Qing and Meng Yi to greet the guests, and then came to her with graceful steps.

After looking her over again from head to toe, Jia Jingshu dragged her up to the second floor.

"You really haven't changed at all." Jia Jingshu took her to the luxuriously decorated bedroom, pushed open the door of the cloakroom, helped her choose clothes and jewelry, and complained: "There are more than [-] people, why don't I don’t know how important it is for a woman to take care of herself, why don’t you understand?”

"Mom, don't choose your clothes for me." The colors are too bright, and she doesn't like them at all.

But Jia Jingshu was about to confront her, so she picked a big flower dress for her.

"Change it."

"..."

"Hurry up and change it. I will introduce someone to you later. He is about your age, has a successful career, and is tall and handsome. He is more than enough for you."

She helplessly raised her forehead, "Mom, I just turned 25, don't worry, besides, today is your birthday."

"Are you still young at 25? Look at your elder brother, he has children, and his family and business have a good harvest. Your second elder brother has a smooth career and is about to be promoted to director. Now that the marriage has been booked, you are the only one left. Tell me You, the boss is not young, you know how to run around and eat everywhere all day long, how much money can you make a month when you write articles for a crappy magazine?"

Jia Jingshu chattered endlessly.

Lu Ran sighed, took the flowery skirt and walked out of the cloakroom to change it on. Jia Jingshu picked out some jewelry and gave it to her.

Exaggerated pearl necklaces and bracelets, emerald earrings so heavy that the earlobe can't bear its weight.

The skirt is black with long sleeves, the skirt is knee-length, and the flowers on it are bright red. It is not rustic at all, but it is a tall and tall skirt, but it is paired with a pair of green earrings...

"Mom, when did your aesthetics become so exaggerated?" She couldn't dare to look at herself in the mirror, feeling her eyes were hot.

"Red and green are the mainstream matching colors this year."

She rolled her eyes and said something in her heart - I've only heard of red and green, so silly!
The rolled up hair was also put down by Jia Jingshu for a while, and the marks left by the tied up hair were combed out by the mother who sprayed a lot of styling water.

But because too much styling water was sprayed, it looked like her hair was covered with a layer of pomade, it was black and shiny, and it was almost sticking to her head.

"It's almost enough." She frowned, the more she looked at herself, the more ugly she felt.

As if she didn't hear what she said, Jia Jingshu picked out a bright red lipstick and put it on for her.

Even hotter!

"Director Ji will be here in a while, don't embarrass me."

Lu Ran scratched his ears, "Which Director Ji?"

"Ji Jianguo who lives next door to us, the chairman of Ji's Real Estate, wants to introduce his son to you today."

Lu Ran had no impression of this man, but he remembered his son.

She remembered that when she was a child, the little fat man next door would sneak over the wall, throw stones in the swimming pool of her house, and knock down the sparrow nest on the tree with a slingshot...

She couldn't remember what she looked like, but she knew that he was a fat man, similar to the kind of fat ball.

OMG!

"Are you your real mother?" She squinted at Jia Jingshu.

Jia Jingshu pinched her arm fiercely, and said in a non-negotiable tone: "Behave well for me."

She rubbed the pinched red spot on her arm, and said dissatisfiedly: "That little fat man is very annoying."

"I don't hate you."

Lu Ran: ...

She began to suspect that she was not Jia Jingshu's own, but that she might have picked it up from a trash can.

(End of this chapter)