251 Snatching the Handphone
After the two of them left, Assistant Liu and Secretary Song whispered amongst themselves. “Secretary Song, why does the CEO always skip work every ti Madam cos?”
“Why are you asking ?” Secretary Song asked.
“Because you’re also married,” Assistant Liu replied.
Before Ji Lingchen got married, he would even sleep in the office. Ever since he got married, he would forget about work every ti he saw his little wife. He had beco soone who only knew how to spend ti with his wife.
Secretary Song said, “Not all married people are the sa. Thank you. The CEO is sothing else. The rest of us are re mortals.”
Ji Lingchen, the one they thought of as inhuman, brought his wife to Snack Street. When Old Master Ji, who was at ho, found out, he felt indignant. He grabbed his grandson’s hand and kept on ridiculing the couple.
“Grandson, let’s go. We’ll catch them in the act together!”
“I’m not going,” Ji Wen said while playing his ga.
“When I find the two of them, I’ll beat them up for you!”
Ji Wen’s eyes were fixed on his phone as he said, “Now, you think of
as your grandson? It’s too late for that!”
He was playing a racing ga and was engrossed in it.
Old Master Ji had been grumbling beside him, but when he saw his grandson’s phone screen, he beca interested. “Go left, so stupid! Why didn’t you go to the left? How can you be so bad at this? Co, let
show you how it’s done.”
As he spoke, Old Master Ji reached out to grab his grandson’s phone.
Ji Wen quickly held onto his phone. “Don’t you have a phone? go and play with your own.”
Old Master Ji took out his phone from his pocket. “Then, download this ga for . I’ll play on yours first.”
Ji Wen did not want to give it to him, so Old Master Ji directly snatched it. His grandfather reached for his phone, and Ji Wen fell off the sofa trying to keep it out of his hands. He cried for help. “Mom, save ! Grandpa is taking my phone. Save !”
Feng Qi heard the commotion and ca out to take a look, then turned around and went back into the room. She acted like she did not see anything.
Ji Wen was speechless.
In the end, Old Master Ji managed to grab the phone. He picked it up and started playing gas. He even chose a cool motorcycle for himself.
“Don’t ss with my level,” Ji Wen said.
“That’s impossible,” Old Master Ji said. He was really good at riding motorcycles when he was young!
As soon as he finished speaking, the starting signal blared, and Old Master Ji’s motorcycle crashed into the wall on the side of the road.
Old Master Ji chuckled nervously.
Ji Wen was at a loss for words. He thought he was good?
“You better give
my phone back.” Ji Wen took the opportunity to take back his phone and continued playing on his own.
Old Master Ji’s eyes were glued to the screen. “Hurry up! Overtake!”
Seeing that his grandson had failed to overtake the car, Old Master Ji said, “Look at your driving skills. They’re so bad. You’re nothing!”
Ji Wen said, “Here, here, here. If you’re good, you can navigate this.”
Old Master Ji glanced at the complicated map and thought of what he had just done. He put his hands behind his back. “No need, I’ll guide you.”
“I think you just don’t know how,” Ji Wen said.
“I think you’re just going to get beaten up!” Old Master Ji raised his walking stick to scare his grandson.
The grandfather-grandson pair did not share even a mont of silence. While they were playing the ga, the living room was filled with their bickering.
Old Master Ji liked to teach others. He would co up with ideas when he had nothing to do, but every ti, he would fail. However, he would always say that failure was the mother of success, and then continue to give advice.
In the end, the ga was over. With Old Master Ji’s guidance, Ji Wen’s level dropped from level 9 to Level 6. The grandfather and grandson looked at the terrible progress they had made and fell silent.
During dinner, Old Master Ji tried to comfort his grandson. “Xiaowen, ah...”
“Don’t talk to ,” Ji Wen said.
Old Master Ji,” I’m a little scared now.”
“Don’t touch ,” Ji Wen said.
Old Master Ji said, “Ah! I’m going to take a walk in the afternoon.”
“Don’t talk to ,” Ji Wen said.
Every ti Old Master Ji wanted to speak, he was interrupted by Ji Wen.
Feng Qi’s expression darkened. She said that her son was being too disrespectful to his grandfather.
“Oh, don’t be angry. Xiaowen is quite filial and respects . A child can’t be punished for that. Ji Wen is our only heir.” Old Master Ji had now turned into a kind grandfather who protected his grandson. He had completely forgotten about how he had ridiculed his grandson on the sofa and snatched his phone.
That night, Fang Xiaonuan returned ho after her date with her husband. She was holding a large paper bowl in her hand, which was filled with delicious food from Snack Street.
“Dad, are you asleep?” Fang Xiaonuan asked.
Old Master Ji was very good at acting. He walked down the stairs and said, “Ugh, you two heartless people are back.”
Fang Xiaonuan smiled ingratiatingly and said, “Dad, I’m telling you, it’s all my husband’s fault. Why do you think he brought
to Snack Street like he had nothing better to do? I’ve overeaten and I’m definitely going to gain weight.”
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