Hundreds of millions of heirs force marriage step by step: I don't want you to capture me

Chapter 283 Unable to Pay Remuneration (2)

The Xue family's old house is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the environment is quiet, but it is deserted in the night.The car drove straight in, the courtyard was huge, the car stopped, got out, passed through the flower wall, and entered the antique house.

Song Dezhi held Xiao Ze's hand, and his palm was slightly wet with sweat. Xiao Ze looked up at his mother's expression as if he was facing a big enemy, and his brows, which had not been relaxed, frowned even tighter.

"Second Young Master, you are here." Akang came to greet him. He was surprised when he saw Song Dezhi who had come uninvited, but he still greeted him, "Miss Song is here too." He is more perfunctory when greeting Song Dezhi.

Song Dezhi didn't care, and replied with a smile, "Mr. Xue has done me a great favor. I came here to say thank you. Please pass on a message. If Mr. Xue doesn't want to see me, I'll wait outside .I just saw the pleasant scenery in the yard, so I want to go for a stroll." I found a step down for Mr. Xue, and I also found a step down for myself.

Song Dezhi was very self-aware, came here so rashly, and made such a mess before, she never thought that Mr. Xue would give him a good look.

"If you want to go shopping, you have to go shopping after dinner. Besides, what is there to see at night. If you want to see the scenery in the yard, stay here for one night, and I will accompany you to go shopping tomorrow morning." Xue Zhongyang put his arms around her shoulders , take her to the restaurant.

He was eating inside, and there was no reason for her to wait outside. What kind of words did that sound like?

Xue Zhongyang was always on time, but this time he came late.Mr. Xue was sitting at the dining table with an uneasy expression on his face.

"Grandpa, good." Ozawa greeted.

When Old Master Xue saw Xiao Ze, a smile appeared on his calm face, "Xiao Ze, are you hungry?"

"I'm full at noon, but I'm not very hungry. There's a traffic jam on the road, I'm late, my grandpa must be anxious." As soon as Ozawa came in, he saw Xue Zhengwei's face was not very good-looking, and he found an excuse to explain their late arrival. reason.

"The traffic in Hong Kong is getting more and more congested. Next time I meet with the director of the Transportation Bureau and members of the parliament, I will talk to them about this problem."

Mr. Xue took Song Dezhi's hand and took a seat, "I'm not thinking about leaving, I'll just go out early next time. Grandpa, thank you for helping Zhizhi solve Wang Xianda, Zhizhi must come to thank you, I will Bring her here."

When talking, Xue Zhongyang never let go of Song Dezhi's hand.

Ozawa also came to the table, sitting on the left hand side of Mr. Xue, facing his father and mother.

"Mommy has a big belly, and it's very hard to sit in the car for so long. I said, I'll thank Grandpa for Mommy, but Mommy said that's not enough sincerity, so I have to do it myself."

Song Dezhi was ashamed!
How could she have said that!
Laozi Xue glanced at Song Dezhi with his slightly cold eyes, settled on the teacup in front of him, picked it up, picked up the tea leaves floating on the surface of the teacup, and asked, "How are the twins recently?"

Song Dezhi was quite surprised. She thought she would be kicked out. Seeing that the old man stretched out his hand and refused to slap the smiling face, she followed suit, "Thank you, Mr. Xue, for your concern. Everything is fine."

"..."

"I came to thank you for punishing the evil and promoting the good, so that Wang Xianda was punished..."

Mr. Xue interrupted her, "I'm not a good person! I can do it for such a small character, but for the sake of the twins. Miss Song, you are not young anymore, you should know something in the future."

"Yes."

When the food was served, it was Western food. When Song Dezhi saw a row of knives and forks of different sizes in front of him, his head grew big. If Mr. Xue didn't know that she was coming, she must have thought that Mr. Xue was deliberately punishing her.

Another reason why he doesn't like Western food is that it's too complicated.Obviously a pair of chopsticks can solve the problem, but such props are needed.

Xue Zhongyang looked at the deeply frowning look of the woman beside him, knew the woman's embarrassment, and said to the servant, "Please bring me a pair of chopsticks!"

The servant was puzzled and was stunned for a while. Xue Zhongyang became upset and repeated, "Bring me a pair of chopsticks!"

"Yes!"

The servant brought a pair of silver chopsticks and put his hands in front of Xue Zhongyang. Xue Zhongyang handed the chopsticks to Song Dezhi and explained, "She doesn't know how to use a knife and fork. Don't blame Grandpa."

Of course, Mr. Xue is not to blame. In Mr. Xue's eyes, Song Dezhi is just a vulgar country girl who has never seen the world.

She was like Xiao Ziyue, he really wanted to change.

The dinner was very quiet, Song Dezhi didn't dare to breathe loudly for fear of disturbing the silence.The only thing that can comfort Song Dezhi is that the steak is well grilled.

Xue Zhongyang didn't use a knife and fork, and Song Dezhi struggled to eat different foods. When eating, he had to use his brain to think about which dish to eat and use that knife and fork. It was really pitiful.

Fortunately, Xue Zhongyang handled the food for her, put it on the plate in front of her, and she just ate it with chopsticks.Song Dezhi tossed and tossed the vegetables on the plate, ate up his steak, and then watched Xue Zhongyang eat the steak with longing eyes.

Xue Zhongyang naturally understood the meaning in her eyes, cut the steak in front of him and put it in front of her, Song Dezhi immediately grinned, Xue Zhongyang looked at her childish side, and smiled too.

The servants on the side couldn't stand it anymore.

"I'm serving Zhong Yang a steak."

"Old man, no more."

Xue Zhongyang replied, "No need, I'm too full at noon today, so I'm not very hungry."

Song Dezhi put all the vegetables he picked out in front of Xue Zhongyang, "Aren't you a vegetarian? You should eat vegetables!"

Mr. Xue's current mood is like that of a mother-in-law who sees her daughter-in-law bullying her precious son, "Thousands of choices, you choose one who doesn't know how to love someone."

Song Dezhi came here today with the attitude of being kind and making money. Seeing Mr. Xue's sarcasm, he hurriedly put the steak in front of him in front of Xue Zhongyang, "You eat, I'm full."

"You have such a big appetite, how can that be enough, you just need to eat, or some people will wake up hungry at night."

Mr. Xue couldn't listen anymore, "What are you guys doing in a daze? Going to do it! I, Xue Zhengwei, am so poor that I can't even entertain a guest?"

"Yes!"

"...I have never liked western food, but the steak made by the old man's house is really delicious. I didn't eat much at noon, so I ate more when I was hungry. Please forgive me, old man." Song Dezhi said with a smile.

"This pregnant woman eats well, and the baby will be healthy after birth! It's a good thing that you can eat."

What they mean is that you are only good for the child's face, and you should know your own weight.

Song Dezhi was not too polite, he ate two pieces of hot steak on the same floor, and then he gave up.

Xue Zhongyang was afraid that her stomach would be uncomfortable, so he asked his servant to put some hawthorn for digestion into the boiled mushroom soup for her to drink.

After dinner without any risk, Xue Zhongyang felt a little relieved.

"Grandpa, it's getting late, we should go back too. We'll come see you next week."

After eating, I chatted with Mr. Xue for a while, and Xue Zhongyang was about to leave.

"Since there is a traffic jam on the road, let's spend one night here before leaving. It will be convenient to go directly to the company from here tomorrow morning." Mr. Xue said.

Xue Zhongyang glanced at the woman eating fruit beside him and asked for her opinion, Song Dezhi said, "I don't care."

"OK then."

Mr. Xue and Xue Zhongyang talked about business matters, which were things she was not familiar with. She was not interested, so she got up and went to the yard alone.

After entering, I realized that this is not an ordinary garden, but a well-decorated garden, much like the garden left by a wealthy businessman in Suzhou that Song Dezhi saw when he was traveling.

The winding path leads to a secluded place, green bamboos are rustling, and the bright moon is shining.

"Miss Song, don't worry, young master, let me go shopping with you." The person who came was A Kang.

When Song Dezhi saw her, he was in a good mood.

"I can still lose it."

"There's nothing wrong with being cautious."

"Miss Song, why did you come to visit the old man suddenly today?" A Kang asked tentatively.

Song Dezhi walked to the side of the pond, trained one by one stone and sat down.

"Didn't you just say that? Mr. Xue helped me so much, so I naturally came to thank you. I also know that this verbal thank you is too insincere, but if Mr. Xue wants anything, I want to express my gratitude , is really difficult."

"If Ms. Song really wants to thank the old man, don't make extra troubles in the matter of adoption. It won't make things difficult for the young master."

There was no smile on Song Dezhi's face at all, "...The old man helped me, is it really because of the adoption?"

"Do you think that the old man is usually very idle, and you have to trouble him to worry about such a trivial matter."

For her, such trivial matters required painstaking planning.

Song Dezhi was very frustrated.

"Miss Song, don't be dissatisfied. If it weren't for the old man, how could Ozawa have been able to raise him so well? You were in a tight financial situation at the time, how could you raise a child. Old man, it is a big deal for Miss Song to raise Ozawa himself. Your blessing, why are you not satisfied."

Song Dezhi turned his eyes and looked at A Kang with a faint look of sarcasm, "...Uncle A Kang, do you have any children?"

"I have a daughter and now I have a grandson."

"How old is your grandson?"

"It's about the same age as Ozawa."

"...about the same age as a kid." Song Dezhi said slowly, "Uncle Akang, you said that if someone stole your grandson before he was full moon, it would last three years, three years Afterwards, you saw your little grandson, he was well-raised by a rich family, according to what you think, not only do you not resent that family, but you are also grateful for the family's careful upbringing of your little grandson?"

Uncle Akang was blocked by Song Dezhi's words.

"Why didn't Uncle A Kang stop talking?"

(End of this chapter)