Big Year.

When Jiang Mian woke up in the morning, he still felt unreal.

She sat on the bed and blanked her mind for two seconds.

Then I touched my phone and opened Weibo. It was very good, and the popularity remained high. The score on a certain page was already as high as 8.0.

Jiang Mian held up his face with both hands and rubbed it, then slowly got up and went downstairs.

Aunt Song is dressing Xiao Yugan. Ever since Aunt Song learned how to shop online, she has been buying clothes for Xiao Yugan.

Seeing Jiang Mian come down, Aunt Song ignored Xiao Yugan, who was desperate for life, and put on festive New Year clothes for a few moments, and said in a loud voice, “Good morning, young lady, what do you want to eat? The young master asked me to tell you about him." Back to my old home."

Jiang Mian couldn't help but smile when he saw the dried fish.

It is said that cats are particularly indulgent towards the elderly and children. Jiang Mian had bought clothes for Xiao Yugan once before, but he didn't like wearing them, so he ran away with his flexible body.

Now Aunt Song is wearing it, and although it is reluctant, its movements are still cooperative.

She picked up the small dried fish, rubbed the soft body twice, and thought for a moment, “I want to eat small wontons and crab roe soup dumplings."

"No problem, come right away."

Jiang Mian sat at the table, holding his chin in one hand and scrolling through his phone with the other.

Chang Qing sent her a few full-moon photos of his goddaughter.

The little baby looks cute, with big eyes as black and shiny as grapes.

The little pout makes people's hearts look cute.

Jiang Mian was almost stunned by the cuteness.

Aunt Song brought breakfast over. Seeing her like this, she smiled and said, "If you like it, Madam, you can hurry up and have a baby with the Young Master. I'll help you take care of it while I still have energy."

Jiang Mian opened the steamed bun and took two sips of the soup. Her earlobes turned crimson and she whispered, "Don't worry."

"The young master will be thirty this year, so we can consider this. Otherwise, the Chang family's children will go to school in the future, and the young master's child will still be drinking milk."

Jiang Mian had never faced up to the issue of Ji Zhixiu's age before.

She knew that Ji Zhixiu was older than her, but she didn't know that they were five years apart.

Now after listening to Aunt Song, Jiang Mian suddenly realized that Ji Zhixiu turned out to be the oldest one in the group.

But isn’t it a little early to have a baby?

"Hiss..." Jiang Mian was so absorbed in thinking that her mouth was burned by the soup.

She stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked her lips, "I will think about it carefully, Aunt Song."

…

at the same time.

The largest revolving restaurant in Kyoto has already been booked.

Ji Zhixiu's eyebrows were indifferent and his face was cold. He only took a few bites of the food on the table.

He put down his knife and fork and wiped his fingers slowly, with innate grace in every move.

Then he nodded slowly, "Since you and I are both forced, then the meal is over. Miss Jing should know what to say when she goes back, right?"

A flash of fascination quickly flashed in Jing Yiyi's eyes, and then returned to normal.

She curled her lips and smiled, gracefully, "Of course, I will go back and tell my mommy that I don't like such a cold one as yours. I like men who are gentle and gentle."

Ji Zhixiu's expression didn't change, "That's best. I wish Miss Jing to find a husband soon."

Since the man has no intention of it, there is no point in delaying it any longer.

If you accept it as you see fit, you might be able to gain some favorability.

Jing Yiyi thought calmly, then wiped the corners of her lips and stood up, "Let's go, Mr. Ji. I hope there will be opportunities for our two families to cooperate in the future."

Ji Zhixiu also stood up and walked to the elevator first.

The elevator slowly descends to the first negative floor.

"Oops..." Jing Yiyi accidentally sprained her legs as soon as she got out of the elevator.

Ji Zhixiu frowned slightly, put his hands in his pockets, and showed no intention of supporting him. He just asked with a concerned look on his face, "Are you okay?"

Jing Yiyi shook her head, "It's nothing serious, but I might not be able to drive. I need to trouble Mr. Ji to send me back."

"Of course that's no problem."

Jing Yiyi raised the corners of her mouth proudly, "I'm sorry for the trouble, Mr. Ji."

Half an hour later, in front of the Jing family.

Jing Yiyi got out of the car with her bag on her shoulder, walked around to Ji Zhixiu's side, bent down and leaned against the car window, her chest was full of joy, and she said enthusiastically, “We have arrived at the door of my house, do you want to go in and have a cup of tea?"

Ji Zhixiu's eyes turned to one side and his voice was a little cold, "No need, I have something else to do."

Jing Yiyi had already guessed that this would happen and was not disappointed when he heard this. He straightened up and said in a clear voice, “Okay, thank you for sending me back. Be safe when you go back~"

After that, she hummed a little tune and walked back to Jing's house.

As soon as she entered the living room, Jing's mother heard her voice. After hearing this, she put down the Dou Landlord in her hand and said with a happy face, “It seems that today's blind date went well?"

Jing Yiyi threw her high heels away as she walked, and threw the bag in her hand casually on the sofa.

He threw himself on the sofa, took the pillow and rubbed it, "Satisfied, so satisfied! Ji Zhixiu just sent me back."

"Really?!" Jing's mother was very happy.

It seems that the rumors from the outside that Mr. Ji of the Ji family is vigorous and resolute and not a womanizer are just that.

She gave a thumbs up, "Daughter, you are still awesome. You will take him down as soon as you come back."

Jing Yiyi laughed twice, and couldn't help but be excited at the thought of spending the rest of her life with a quality man like Ji Zhixiu.

"Mommy! I will definitely capture him!"

"Okay! Mommy supports you! I'll call your Aunt Ji and ask her to give you more introduction opportunities."

Ji Zhai.

"After seeing each other, we are not satisfied with each other. Mom, don't worry about it." Ji Zhixiu said solemnly.

Ji's mother stared at him, "You are not satisfied with the Jing family. Son, what do you like?"

Ji Zhixiu came casually, "I like beautiful ones, she likes gentle ones, and she dislikes me for being too cold."

Ji's mother stared at him and waved her hands feebly, "That's it, forget it if you don't call. You can go back."

Ji Zhixiu's face was indifferent, "Mom, don't bother introducing me next time, I don't even like it."

Ji's mother glared at him, "If you had the ability, I wouldn't worry about you."

"Does my mother like me if I like it?"

Ji's mother glanced at him and said, "My only requirement for your future wife is that her family background must be worthy of yours. After what happened with Zhilan, you should also know what it means to be a well-matched woman."

Ji Zhixiu lowered his eyes, "I'm going back."

As soon as Ji Zhixiu left, Ji's mother's phone rang.

"Yes, the two children have met. Hey, I think we should worry less about their young people." Ji's mother said.

"Huh?" Jing's mother was confused now. She turned on the speakerphone, "We are very satisfied with Zhixiu."

Ji's mother frowned, "I heard from Xiu'er that Yiyi likes the gentle one?"

Hearing this, Jing Yiyi snatched her mother's phone, and her sweet voice rang, "Auntie, I said that because I was afraid of being left in the cold. I like Mr. Ji very much, and he sent me back just after dinner. . He just talks less. It doesn’t matter, I talk more."

Ji's mother's eyes lit up, "He sent you back?"

"Yes, yes, there are too few men as caring and excellent as Mr. Ji."

Ji's mother laughed happily, "I understand what you mean, don't worry, you two will get along slowly first, and come to me if you need anything. Auntie will definitely be on your side."

"Thank you, aunt, I love you! I'll go to Ji's house to see you when I have time, please excuse me."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Yiyi blew on the wet nail polish on her hands. Hmm, the color seems to be okay. I'll go to the store to have it fixed tomorrow.

Mother Jing peeled an orange aside and said, "Baby, it would be great if we could marry the Ji family."

Jing Yiyi rolled her eyes, "Mommy, our Jing family is not bad either, okay?"

"Yes, yes, that's a little worse than the Ji family."

Jing Yiyi smiled, "So, only a man like Mr. Ji can be worthy of me."

...

night.

Ji Zhixiu hugged the little girl from behind, held her in his arms, and kissed her cheek tenderly, "Don't take what Aunt Song said to heart, I'm not in a hurry about the child."

Jiang Mian has indeed been thinking about this for a whole day. When she heard what the man said, she turned around in surprise.

"How did you know?"

Ji Zhixiu couldn't help laughing, "Aunt Song has been working in our family for many years, and she has watched me grow up. Seeing that you have been depressed all afternoon, I felt that I said the wrong thing, so I told me as soon as I came back in the evening."

Jiang Mian turned over, hugged him, and said in a slow voice, "It's not that I'm unhappy. Even when I think about you, you're thirty. It's quite pitiful."

Ji Zhixiu's forehead twitched, "How can you be pitiful if you are only thirty?"

Jiang Mian pouted, "Chang Qin is several years younger than you and is already a father. Are you anxious?"

Ji Zhixiu actually had no idea about this.

He also didn't want Jiang Mian to be tied down by a child at such a young age.

He wrapped the little girl's palm and brought it to his lips and kissed her, "No, I prefer our world between the two of us."

Jiang Mian raised her face and kissed his forehead, saying softly and coquettishly, "I understand, husband, kiss him."

...

This year has been fruitful for Jiang Mian.

Song Xingjia disappeared again after posting on Weibo, while Jiang Mian's number of fans was far less than that huge.

But "High School Class 3" exploded in word-of-mouth, and it was all just passers-by.

Now Jiang Mian has gained five million fans because of this movie, and has successfully become a blogger with tens of millions of fans.

The current box office has exceeded 2.5 billion. It has become a "dark horse" in Chinese New Year films.

And this year is not over yet, and the subsequent results should be even better.

Many producers and partners have approached Sister Ning.

Sister Ning's eyes were dazzled. The more times like this, the more cautious she looked.

Then he answered two advertisements for Jiang Mian.

So on the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, Jiang Mian started working again.

I rushed to the studio early in the morning to shoot.

She wore a bright yellow cotton coat and a knitted hat of the same color on her head. The scarf around her neck was tightly wrapped and airtight, making her small face look as big as her palm. She bent down and got into the nanny car.

Then he leaned against the car window, still a little confused.

The upper and lower eyelids closed and closed, taking advantage of the time to take a nap.

Li Zhuyi saw that she was sleepy and sat silently on one side without disturbing her.

He looked out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jiang Mian arrived at the location and woke up without Li Zhuyi calling her.

What I was shooting today was a perfume commercial, and the script was very short.

Jiang Mian took a look, communicated with the director, and then started filming.

The shooting process went relatively smoothly.

After taking the photo, Jiang Mian looked at the time and saw that it was still early. He looked at Li Zhuyi and said, "Zhuyi, should I invite you out for dinner?"

Li Zhuyi was silent for a moment, lowered his head and said with difficulty, “Sister, I have something to tell you."