We Are Meant To Be

Chapter 124 Trivial Life

James didn't say anything, but knew that Qi was inspecting his expression, he said directly, "rest assured, I'm okay, just will come back later, I rested on the way"

This sentence was of course what he wanted him to tell Jing Lu.

Qi was a bit embarrassed, yet he was experienced, so he said calmly, "Yes, Mrs. Lu worried you so, she asked me to take good care of you."

He said "take care of", yet it was indeed an inspection. His words worked in front of Jing.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Generally, he wouldn't dare, after all, Jing was sophisticated, and could see through everything clearly, and what was most important was that her had a good relationship with James, so their hearts were being together, it was not easy for anyone else to stir a conflict between them.

So he had his own way of living in working between the mother and the son, and one important thing was that he could keep his mouth shut, to not say something that was not suitable; and keep his eyes closed, to not see something that was improper.

James did not speak anymore. He sat there and ate a piece of bread with his left hand.

As soon as Christy looked at it, she immediately said, "Mr. Feng, I'll get you a straw. Just a moment." After all, the wound on his arm is not completely well. They must pay attention to it. Otherwise, if the wound broke again today, it would be more troublesome.

As soon as her voice dropped, she went to the nearby kitchen to look for a straw.

The nannies had already heard her, cooperated with her, gave her the straw, and she put it away, then took up the cup of soymilk and handed it to James.

No matter who was there, James sucked it like that, without any scruples.

He would do what he wanted to do, so he wouldn't worry about other people's eyes. What's more, there were no outsiders here. Only Qi asked him to tell Jing Lu how much they love each other. The more she didn't believe, the more bewildered she would be.

Were there any contradictions between mother and son? However, the big direction was consistent, and small contradictions still existed.

Qi lowered his head and didn't speak. But Christy was embarrassed to feed such a big man to drink Soybean Milk in front of others. But there was no way. It was better than letting his wound broken! When she finally sent him to work, Christygave a long breath in her heart.

Seeing Qi, she was really embarrassed. She explained in a low voice, "there is a wound on Feng Zong's arm. Yesterday, because he was too busy, the wound that had just grown up has split again, so I will help him hold the soya milk cup."

In fact, why explained these things? He hoped that there would be a woman who could control him and be taken good care of from now on

This was a good thing. He looked at the children who grew up from childhood. Although he was not his son, he really wanted him to be good.

Qi smiled and said mildly, "in fact, Feng and Mr. Lu are all very kind and righteous people."

The meaning of this was very clear, he hopes that they can all be well.

Christy smiled. She didn't dare to say what kind of character Jing Lu is. Anyway, for James Feng, she was particularly confident or totally believed in him. "Well, I will work hard and do my duty well." Christy Zhong promises to say it in general.

She didn't know whether Qi knew what they had already obtained the certificate, but in this mansion, her actions would be reported to Jing Lu through him. In this case, it was also a good thing to let him transmit information like James.

Qi encouraged a smile, "come on, you can have more communication in the future, after all, keep the general manager, let him live a good, comfortable life is the most important."

The meaning of what he said can be clearer. No matter what, both Christy Zhong and he directly serve James Feng. As long as they cooperate well, the work can be carried out more smoothly.

With regard to his statement, of course, Christy knew that it's a good thing that someone wanted to form a group with her. Besides, she has worked here for many years, and she still needed some advice. "Yes, please give me more advice later." Christy put her posture low so that she can win the favor of others, wasn't it?

In addition, after all, she is a newcomer out of the school. She should be modest.

After returning to the room, Christy felt sleepy, but she couldn't sleep anymore. Think about James, what he could do, she should try to do it, otherwise, how could she keep up with him? Clean up the sanitation here, and then called the hospital. The nurse said that everything was normal and let her not worry too much.

Think about it, Christy still called the school. She couldn't put it through when she sent such a small kid like him to the school and didn't' make a phone call for a week. She thought of other kids like him was now acting like a spoiled kid in their parents' arms, yet her son......

Her heart was tortured, but what could she do? How can she make a living if she didn't send him to school? Perhaps they could only lead a more miserable life? It was impossible to imagine a life of extreme poverty.

Every teacher liked him. He must have a good understanding of his knowledge. He must be very good at taking care of other children, "don't worry, we will take care of him."

The teacher's words are right. Think about it, among so many children, there was only one who was smart, smart, very good at learning. How can he not become a favorite of teachers?

"Well, thank you for saying that. If he has anything to do, please do call me." What could Christy say? Since there was no other choice, we can only carry out the matter to the end.

In fact, it's not necessarily a bad thing to let children suffer a little bit from childhood. When they were young, they exercised their independence and when they grew up, no matter what kind of life they lived, they could adapt quickly.

The teacher said in a positive tone, "mother, you don't have to worry. The baby's adaptability is very strong. If there is anything, we will inform you at the first time."

"Thank you. Goodbye." Christy originally wanted to have a few words with Justin, but she still didn't say it. Now she could only pray and had a rest at the weekend so that she could go back to see her children and had a good chat with Wen. If she had been working at such a high intensity, no one can stand it.

After hanging up, Christy held the phone tightly, as if holding life in her hand.