Chapter 121 Bring a knife to the banquet

"Xiaojun, tell your uncle, how do you know your uncle? Did your mother mention your uncle's name? Rong Zihong pretended to ask Xiaojun easily. He wanted to find out Ji Zhenzhen's views on him.

"Mommy never chases stars!" Xiaojun pouted and said, "All the children in our school like to listen to your songs!"

"Oh!" Rong Zihong is a little disappointed, but as long as Xiaojun likes himself.

Rong Zihong led Xiaojun to the square of the Starlight Grand Theatre, but did not see the shadow of Rong Zijun. Rong Zihong took Xiaojun to sit on his Ferrari and dialed Rong Zijun's phone.

At the other end of the phone, "Zihong, I booked a private room in the French store we often go to. You can take Xiaojun to eat first. I'm in a meeting. I'll be there later!"

Putting down the phone, Rong Zihong looked at Xiaojun sitting on the co-pilot and suddenly felt that it would be good if he had such a big child.

"Xiaojun, are you hungry? Uncle will take you to eat!" Rong Zihong said and started the Ferrari.

Xiaojun immediately nodded and was soon attracted by the decoration in Rong Zihong's car. All the interiors of Rong Zihong's car were printed with photos of Rong Zihong, which were all around Rong Zihong Records.

Rong Zihong drove to the French restaurant mentioned by Rong Zijun. Because the Rong brothers were the distinguished guests of the French restaurant, Rong Zihong was led by a special service staff to the second floor of the restaurant, a very unique private room.

"Mr. Xiaorong, please wait a moment, Mr. Rong Zijun has ordered the meal and will serve you immediately!" The waiter said respectfully and withdrew from the private room. Immediately, a young waiter pushed the dining car and came in with all kinds of rich children's meals ordered by Rong Zijun for Xiaojun.

Xiaojun looked at the children's meals on the table but did not do anything, which made Rong Zihong very strange. In his impression, children died when they saw delicious food.

"Xiaojun, why don't you eat it? Are these not in your appetite? Rong Zihong looked at Xiaojun gently and asked.

Xiaojun shook his head, looked at Rong Zihong full of begging, and said, "Uncle, Xiaojun's mommy likes French food the most. Xiaojun wants to eat with mommy!"

Only then did Rong Zihong suddenly remember that Ji Zhenzhen really likes French food the most. Looking at Xiaojun's sensibleness, Rong Zihong fondly touched Xiaojun's hair.

"Xiaojun is no longer a child. Uncle, don't always touch Xiaojun's hair, just like a puppy!" Xiaojun said unwilledly.

Xiaojun's words amused Rong Zihong. Looking at Xiaojun looking at the table full of delicious food but couldn't help eating, Rong Zihong was a little distressed, so he dialed the number in his mobile phone that made Rong Zihong stay countless times.

"Hello, I'm Ji Zhenzhen!"

The other end of the phone is the voice that Rong Zihong is very familiar with. Ji Zhenzhen's phone number was finally found by Rong Zihong's assistant, and Ji Zhenzhen's mobile phone shows a strange number.

"Hello? I'm Ji Zhenzhen. Who are you looking for? Ji Zhenzhen was a little anxious on the other end of the phone.

Only then did Rong Zihong react from his thoughts. After he found Ji Zhenzhen's mobile phone number from his assistant, Rong Zihong kept it in his private mobile phone. In the category of contact classification, Rong Zihong entered the word "wife"? This secret Only he knows.

Rong Zihong once opened the mobile phone book countless times and looked back and forth on the phone. Every time it fell on Ji Zhenzhen's mobile phone number, but every time Rong Zihong just looked at the number quietly and never dialed out once.

This time, Rong Zihong dialed for Xiaojun and heard Ji Zhenzhen's familiar voice on the phone, which made Rong Zihong a little excited.

"If you don't say anything, I'll hang up!" Ji Zhenzhen was completely angry over there.

"Jinzhen, it's me, Zihong!" Rong Zihong's magnetic voice sounded on the phone, and Ji Zhenzhen on the other end of the phone was silent.

"Zihong, what is it?" Ji Zhenzhen asked calmly on the other end of the phone.

"Jingzhen, Xiaojun is by my side now. Do you want to say a few words to him?" Rong Zihong asked gently.

"Xiaojun is by your side?" Ji Zhenzhen was so excited that she was about to cry and immediately asked, "Then could you please let me say a few words to Xiaojun?"

"Okay!" Rong Zihong handed his mobile phone to Xiaojun beside him, "Xiaojun, your mother is looking for you!"

Xiaojun took Rong Zihong's global limited edition mobile phone and felt heavy in his hand, "Hey, Mommy!"

"Xiaojun! It's really Xiaojun!" Ji Zhenzhen cried on the other end of the phone. In order not to let Xiaojun hear herself crying, Ji Zhenzhen covered her mouth on the other end of the phone, "Xiaojun, how are you doing? Do you miss Mommy?"

"Xiaojun misses Mommy very much every day!"

When Rong Zihong saw Xiaojun holding the phone with tears in his eyes, he took the phone and said to Ji Zhenzhen at the other end of the phone, "Xiaojun is doing well now, but he misses you very much! We are now in the private room on the second floor of that French restaurant. Come and have dinner with us!"

Ji Zhenzhen finally stopped crying and carefully asked at the other end of the phone, "Is Rong Zijun also there?"

"Brother, he is in a meeting. Come here later!" Rong Zihong said warmly, and at the same time, there was some little excitement in his heart, which was about to meet Ji Zhenzhen.

"Okay, I'll be right there!" Ji Zhenzhen put down her mobile phone and wiped away her tears. She was secretly determined to bring Xiaojun back this time, otherwise she would fight with Rong Zijun. Ji Zhenzhen thought about it and put a fruit knife in her bag before going out.

Ji Zhenzhen cared about Xiaojun and flew all the way. It only took ten minutes to get there. When she stood at the door of the French restaurant, she took two deep breaths to calm herself down.

"Calm down, Ji Zhenzhen, calm down!" Ji Zhenzhen muttered in a low voice, as if she was saying some spell. This time, she could only win but not lose in this confrontation with Rong Zijun!

Guided by the service staff to the second floor of the restaurant, Ji Zhenzhen politely knocked on the door of the private room. After a while, the door was opened from the inside, revealing Rong Zihong's face full of aristocratic temperament.

"Zihong!" Ji Zhenzhen looked at Rong Zihong stupidly and really saw the aura of international superstars in Rong Zihong.

"Jinzhen, come in!" Rong Zihong was extremely excited at this time, but only with a faint smile on his face. After all, after the last time he was rejected to show his love to Ji Zhen at a concert of 80,000 people, the two had no more intersection. This time, Rong Zihong could only treat him as nothing had happened.

In fact, the last time Rong Zihong showed his love to Ji Zhenzhen should have made headlines in major newspapers. Fortunately, after Ji Zhenzhen left, Rong Zihong's gold medal agent immediately came to the stage and told everyone that he was just recording a new song MV, and the majority of fans were willing to believe that recording the MV was the truth of the matter, so That will be over.

And Ji Zhenzhen didn't dare to read the newspaper for several days. Naturally, she didn't know what would happen later.

Ji Zhenzhen entered the private room and saw Xiaojun. She immediately came forward and hugged Xiaojun tightly. Before she opened her mouth, hot tears came out of her eyes, "Xiaojun, mommy is coming!"

After all, Xiaojun was a man, but his mouth trembled a little, and tears went back and forth in his eyes and finally did not fall.

"Mommy, Xiaojun misses you so much!" Xiaojun said with his mouth holding back.

"Mommy also wants Xiaojun. Mommy came to take Xiaojun home this time, and Mommy will never be separated from Xiaojun again!" Ji Zhenzhen said, holding Xiaojun's hand and was about to leave.

"Jian, don't be in a hurry to go. You'd better eat something first. These things are specially ordered by the eldest brother for Xiaojun!" Rong Zihong immediately got up and said to Ji Zhenzhen.

Ji Zhenzhen looked back at the handsome Rong Zihong, then looked at the sumptuous French meal full of the table, and looked at Xiaojun with an innocent face beside her. She muttered in her heart that she had to say hello to Rong Zijun to take Xiaojun away, otherwise she would not be a scoundrel like him? Question mark

Thinking about this, Ji Zhenzhen sat back at the dining table with Xiaojun and smiled at Rong Zihong and said, "Then you're welcome!" Then he whispered to Xiaojun beside him, "Xiaojun, eat hard and eat poor Rong Zijun!"

When Rong Zihong heard what Ji Zhenzhen taught Xiaojun, his forehead couldn't help sweating, so he had to pick up a knife and fork and elegantly eat the sirloin steak in the plate, which formed a sharp contrast with Ji Zhenzhen, who was chewing beef on the side.

While eating sirloin steak, Rong Zihong looked at Ji Zhenzhen, who ate meat, and his heart was full of love. He wanted to have a meal with Ji Zhenzhen alone, just like two people.

Rong Zihong wanted to say a few words to Ji Zhenzhen several times, but he couldn't find a suitable topic, so he had to look at Ji Zhenzhen and Xiaojun all the time.

"When will Rong Zijun come here?" Ji Zhenzhen suddenly opened her mouth.

"Come here after the meeting!" Rong Zihong said slowly.

"Ye, I'll wait for him! It's time to have a good talk with him!" Ji Zhenzhen said and touched her bag. Because there was a weapon in the bag, Ji Zhenzhen became confident in her negotiation with Rong Zijun today.

"Jianzhen, the last concert..." Rong Zihong suddenly wanted to explain his last recklessness to Ji Zhenzhen. After all, there were not many opportunities for the two to meet.

"What happened last time was that I said sorry to you and made you unable to step down in front of the fans!" Ji Zhenzhen said first, "But that kind of thing can't be promised casually, so I can only do that."

"I understand!" Rong Zihong nodded, and the long eyelashes on his drooping eyes trembled.

"For me, Zihong, you are too perfect!" Ji Zhenzhen looked at Rong Zihong's impeccable face and couldn't help saying this.

"No one is perfect, Jane!" Rong Zihong frowned slightly and looked sad. "Do I have to divorce once to be perfect?"

"child macro..."

Just as Ji Zhenzhen was about to speak, the door behind her was pushed open, and a straight black suit and a cold face appeared at the door.