Chapter 380 She Has a Big Birthmark on Her Face

Although Ye Shengge didn't understand, she still walked over obediently and sat on his lap.

The man hugged her tightly: "I haven't seen you for a few days. Do you miss me?"

His voice was low and hoarse, a little lazy, inexplicably sweet and seductive.

Ye Shengge's ears were slightly hot, and she nodded heavily: "Of course I miss you, so I'm back now!"

Ji Shiting lifted her chin and stared at her with his black eyes. I don't know if it was his illusion, this woman is more eye-catching than when he first met her.

Her facial features are very delicate and charming, but they were just delicate before, but now they are more beautiful and unconsciously charming. I'm afraid she herself is not aware of this change.

At the beginning, Xiao Ruilang approached her to hit him, but did the man really have no idea about her?

Thinking of this, Ji Shiting's heart was filled with an unspeakable anger.

Seeing his suddenly darkened gaze, Ye Shengge felt a little uneasy and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

The man didn't speak, but lowered his head and kissed her lips.

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The Junhua family has moved into the governor's mansion in Yangcheng.

In the front yard, Xie Siqi hung up the phone and looked at Ling Yutong next to her with a smile: "Don't worry, it's the old man of the Ji family who went to do the appraisal. The old man is eager to have a great-grandson, so he will never disown Xiao Zheng."

"When the appraisal results come out, the old man will definitely put pressure on Shi Ting, right?" Ling Yutong asked.

Xie Siqi nodded: "Of course, with your status, the old man can't take Xiao Zheng away, he can only accept you and your son together."

"I'm afraid Shi Ting won't agree, right?" Ling Yutong smiled bitterly, looking a little depressed, "Sometimes I think, why not just give up, anyway, I can live well with Xiao Zheng."

"No, you can't give up." Xie Siqi grabbed her hand, "You are Shi Ting's childhood sweetheart, and you have a son. Although he doesn't love you anymore, you still have the affection of youth. Do you want to see that woman showing off?"

Ling Yutong bit her lip, but didn't respond to her words. She stood up: "I'll go see Xiao Zheng."

Xiao Zheng was painting in Junhua's study.

Although the two were not related by blood, Junhua had always been good to this nominal grandson. After he finished his official business, he came over and looked at his work with interest.

"What are you drawing?"

"I'm drawing the play we performed today." He muttered, "This is my mother and me."

He didn't know many words, so after every play, he would draw what he remembered. This was how he practiced his acting skills at a young age.

Junhua looked at the palace-dressed woman drawn by Xiaozheng, his eyes were a little deep: "Do you know who plays your mother?"

"Yes, her name is Ye Shengge." The little guy said seriously, "She is Ji Shiting's wife."

Junhua touched his head, was silent for a while, and asked again: "Have you seen her removing her makeup?"

Xiaozheng was stunned and looked up at him blankly.

"If you have seen it, you must have an impression. I heard from others that she has a big birthmark on her face." Junhua looked at him and spoke slowly.

At the cocktail party that day, the girl drew a red rose on her face, obviously to cover the birthmark.

If it were an adult, they would definitely wonder how Junhua knew that Ye Shengge had a birthmark on his face, but Xiao Zheng couldn't think so much. He blinked his eyes and said in a daze, "Yes, I saw it once."