Bite the spring pear

Chapter 8 Go home and get engaged next month
In fact, when it was just getting dark, Uncle Wang came to the main building to clean.

He had just been wiping tables and chairs in the tea room on the second floor.

Jinli just ran up and knocked on Xie Jiyan's door angrily and didn't even notice.

Therefore, it can be accurately said that from the scene when the two were playing and grabbing the mobile phone, Uncle Wang witnessed the entire process.

So at this moment, when he saw Xie Houzheng suddenly coming to Hanchun Garden for inspection without warning, he hurriedly spoke up to cover for the two of them.

Xie Houzheng likes to wear new Chinese-style robes all year round. Even though his temples have turned slightly frosty, and the years have carved wrinkles on his once handsome face, it is still difficult to hide the admirable elegance and integrity on his body.

He is a truly great philanthropist, providing disaster relief, helping the poor, building schools and assisting students... He has helped countless people.

Jinli also sincerely respects and loves the old man.

"Thank you, Grandpa, are you here?"

After Xie Jiyan casually let go of her wrist, Jinli quickly suppressed her panic and stepped forward to greet her with a sweet smile.

There were large green plants and sculptures placed in the corner of the elevator hall, which blocked Xie Houzheng's view and prevented him from seeing the scene of the two of them pulling together at the door of the room.

He only heard the clear and clear voice in the distance, and his benevolent face showed kindness, and he replied: "The weather is very good today. Grandpa has nothing to do, so he thought of coming over for a walk and having morning tea with you two. I shouldn't be busy. Bar?"

"I'm not busy, I'm on vacation these two days, so I can go shopping with you, grandpa." She said with red lips and white teeth.

"That's good."

Xie Houzheng sat down in the teahouse.

The tea room has a window facing the east, where the sun is rising.

Jinli held the teapot and stood on the low table on the window sill to make tea.

The breeze blows and the fragrance of tea overflows.

Domestic servants brought out refreshments one after another, including sweet-scented osmanthus mille-feuille cake, steamed chicken feet with peanuts, shrimp crystal dumplings, lotus paste buns, taro with sandalwood...

It’s all Jinli’s favorite food.

She couldn't help but swallow her saliva and listened carefully as Xie Houzheng said to Xie Jiyan: "That boy Zeqian went abroad to study and even forgot where his ancestral roots are. I have urged him many times, but he hasn't come back yet." The engagement banquet is held. You take the time to call him. He has been listening to you since he was a child. Tell him to come back next month, otherwise he will never come back again! The Xie family doesn’t want a descendant like him! "

"it is good."

Xie Jiyan picked up the carefully brewed red robe tea. The sound was light and the emotion could not be discerned from the taste.

Jinli's heart sank and she took a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus thousand-feuille cake, but it was tasteless.

She really wanted to ask Grandpa Xie to terminate the engagement in person, but Grandpa Xie was very kind to her and hoped that she could become his granddaughter-in-law. She was afraid of breaking his heart.

In the end, she could only paranoidly think that if she was destined not to marry Xie Jiyan in this life, then it wouldn't matter who she married.

Thanks to her grandfather, she stabbed her in the heart unintentionally and said, "Ayan, you are almost ready to get married."

"Before, I asked my husband to tell you a fortune teller. The fortune teller said that marrying later will be better for your career development. But if you can find your true love and start a family at the age of twenty-seven, then your wife will be able to prosper you. century."

"I have been thinking recently. Seeing that your Uncle Wei's eldest granddaughter is gentle, well-educated, and only two years younger than you, we should have something in common. Why don't we get married to her?"

He asked in a cautious tone, not daring to make decisions for Xie Jiyan without authorization.

After all, Xie Jiyan, as his youngest son, was born at the cost of his wife's life due to severe labor hemorrhage, so he naturally cared for him and turned him into a treasure.

Xie Jiyan's eyes fell on Jinli.

Her index finger was burned red by the tea and she didn't say anything, just covering it.

Feeling inexplicably dry in his chest, he confessed to Xie Houzheng: "I'm not interested in getting married. Don't work around." After saying that, he glanced at his watch and said, "I still have work to do, so I won't accompany you. .”

Xie Houzheng's face was calm and he didn't say anything.

Xie Jiyan stood up and lightly kicked Jinli's ankle with the tip of her leather shoe to help her out: "Don't you want me to invest in your short play? Now take me to visit your company."

"Ah? Are you...are you serious?" The surprise came too suddenly, and Jinli was a little overwhelmed, "But I still want to go shopping with grandpa."

"Work is important, go ahead. Grandpa will go for a walk with Uncle Wang." Xie Houzheng said.

Jinli restrained her joy and said, "Thank you, grandpa."

……

Co-pilot, Xie Jiyan's car.

Jinli had just fastened her seat belt when Xie Jiyan threw a small bottle of green ointment to her, "Apply it with your hands. Don't break the skin and get an infection."

"Oh."

He lowered his eyes cautiously and unscrewed the bottle cap obediently.

The ointment feels ice cold when it touches the skin.

Her mood seemed to ease a lot, and she couldn't help but cross the line and ask: "Are you really not planning to get married?"

"Uncle Wei's eldest granddaughter, I have seen her, she is quite beautiful..."

The final note at the end became fainter under Xie Jiyan's sharp eyes.

Xie Jiyan sneered: "Then what? Marry me back and stare at you?"

"It's enough trouble just having you at home."

Only he himself could hear what he said.

Jinli intercepted the first half of his answer: "How dare I glare at my aunt? I'm not that impolite."

She knows how to stab someone.

Xie Jiyan's chest felt tight, and he suddenly picked up his cell phone, opened his address book, found Xie Zeqian's cell phone number, and dialed it.

Jinli looked away and asked eagerly: "What are you going to do? Do you really want to urge him to come back? He has a girlfriend abroad, and I don't want to marry him."

"Please Xie Jiyan, don't ask him to come back."

But it's too late to say anything, the call has been dialed.

The mobile phone is connected to the car Bluetooth.

The environment around Xie Zeqian was a bit noisy.

Due to the time difference, it was night over there and he should be eating, drinking and having fun at the bar with his friends.

"Hey, uncle, what's going on?"

His decadent and yuppie voice, mixed with the heavy metal texture of rock music, rippled through the car.

Xie Jiyan's eyes were dark, like a bottomless dark abyss, threatening and frightening: "Go home and get engaged next month!"

(End of this chapter)