The person behind me is not someone else, or the uncle of Ji Qingxuan I saw at Ji Yanhai's house that day.

When the security guard saw him, he stood up straight and said respectfully, "Mr. Ji, you know this lady. I'm very sorry."

After that, the security guard apologized to me.

Ji Qingxuan's uncle came up to me and stretched out his hand, "can I help you with one?"


How dare I bother him to help me.

But Ji Qingxuan's uncle still took the initiative to help me with a bag in my hand, and then asked me the building number.

And took me all the way to the front of the building.

"Thank you. I'm here. Please go back."

I'm polite and want to get my bag back.

Unexpectedly, uncle Ji Qingxuan said, "I'm in this building, too."

There are only six or seven buildings in the whole Yancheng No.1 building. It's not a strange thing to be in one building.

We went into the elevator together. There were 36 floors in this building. I saw him press the 32nd floor.

When the elevator reached the 32nd floor, I stood at the door of my house, took my luggage and said, "thank you very much for sending me here. In the future, in a community, please take care of me."

Although he may be about ten years older than me, he is Ji Qingxuan's uncle after all.

With my relationship with Ji Qingxuan, he is my elder.

But the man saw me with a "you" and a smile, "my name is Ji Zhaoming, you call me brother Ji, or brother Zhaoming."

"No, you and Ji Qingxuan are uncles and nephews." I shook my head.

Ji Zhaoming looked at me and shook his head helplessly. "The relationship between you and Qingxuan's boy, others don't know. I know very well, so I call it that, so as not to change my words later."

Not only was he not embarrassed, but I felt relaxed.

"OK, brother Ji." I chose a title.