National Hand Medicine

Chapter 75
However, her curiosity will not be asked out.

You know, the person standing in front of her is the young master.

So, she bowed her body in an extremely elegant posture, and then she took a step, chasing after Su He's footsteps.

After doing this, Song Yunmo actually forgot the doubt in his heart just now—that familiar smile seemed to have been engraved in the deepest part of his heart.

However, it doesn't matter, because his doubts today have become a small seed, deeply buried in the soil of his heart, and sooner or later, tender roots will grow, tender green shoots will emerge, Then……

A dream that once seemed illusory will become reality.

However, the current Song Yunmo didn't know, the soft expression on his face faded, then he hugged the piano and left.

This Qingping clubhouse is really big. Su He spent half an hour wandering around inside, but he couldn't wander around every corner here.

But at this time, Mr. Tang had already called the cheongsam, saying that it was almost time, and asked her to bring Su He there.

The cheongsam agreed with a smile, and then told Su He about it.

Su He stared at the cheongsam strangely for a long time.

No matter how well-bred the cheongsam is, it makes him a little uncomfortable to be looked at by such eyes.

"What... what's the matter?" The cheongsam was still smiling, with a calm demeanor, and there was a full charm in every gesture.

Su He thought for a while, and then asked again: "Sister Qipao, this..."

"Ok?"

"Where did you get your cell phone from?" Su He asked, with a thirsty expression on his face, as if he was really eager for the answer to this question.

In fact, her appearance is not pretending, but she really has such doubts in her heart.

She obviously didn't see what kind of bag she was wearing on her cheongsam, and it was impossible for her clothes to have a pocket for her mobile phone, so where did she get her mobile phone from?
Su He really expressed his doubts about this.

The perfect and elegant smile of the cheongsam cracked slightly, and the hand holding his latest iPhone 5 couldn't help tightening.

Taking a deep breath, the cheongsam still maintained its perfect self-cultivation.

She smiled and said, but there was a bit of gnashing of teeth hidden under the smile: "Miss Su He, let's go there first."

Su He looked at the cheongsam innocently and stopped talking.

Soon Su He came down to the side of Mr. Tang and Mr. Zhao under the leadership of the cheongsam. This is also the location that Mr. Tang told the cheongsam when he called the cheongsam before. Sit there and wait for them both.

Seeing the voices of Su He and the cheongsam appearing on the quiet green path from a distance, Mr. Tang stood up first, and Mr. Zhao followed him, and walked out from the small pavilion under their feet.

If you don't say that this is a clubhouse, people who enter here by mistake will really think that this is actually a secluded park, and you can see resting pavilions everywhere, and this kind of pavilions are like those of a rich family in ancient times. The stone pavilion is like a stone pavilion, which draws clear water and falls from the corner of the eaves, weaving a dense water curtain, which is so beautiful that it also brings a trace of natural coolness.

When Mr. Tang and Mr. Zhao came out and stood on the path, the cheongsam just brought Su He to them.

"Those old men also called us just now, saying that they have arrived, and we are ready to go in now." Mr. Tang said.

"En." Su He replied, and was also very curious about the upcoming exchange meeting.

Cheongsam walked up to the three of them with a smile on his face, and said to them, "Let the cheongsam lead the way for you."

Walking along the path and passing through several arches, they finally came to the place where the exchange meeting was held.

It is said that this is the exclusive site of the owner of the clubhouse, and no one is allowed to use it without the permission of the owner of the clubhouse.

Could it be that the owner of the Qingping Club is the one who held this exchange meeting?Su He had doubts in his heart.

Every building in the Qingping Clubhouse is a single ancient building. It has been repaired on the original palace building. It has a strong antique flavor. The waiters walking here are also wearing uniform Hanfu, which makes people There is a feeling of suddenly traveling through time and space.

"Here we are, let's go in." The cheongsam stopped outside a gate.

Further inside, it is the place where only those who participated in this exchange meeting can enter.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Old Mr. Tang still had a gentle attitude.

Through the double gates, through a long corridor paved with bluestone bricks, and through a corner, there is a huge flower hall with a bamboo curtain hanging at the door.

Mr. Zhao was the first to walk in with the black leather suitcase in his hand. He is already such an old man, but he still walks vigorously, without any senility, which is surprising.

Mr. Tang and Su He followed closely behind.

The three of them went in, but saw that there was already a person sitting at the head of the huge sandalwood round table.

It was an old man wearing a simple white double-breasted jacket. He was sitting there drinking tea leisurely, his slightly squinted eyes shining with muddy light.His appearance is also very ordinary, but the long white beard is a bit eye-catching.

Such an old man, placed outside, is an ordinary old man that can be seen everywhere on the street.

But at this time, it was just such an old man who sat at the head of such a high-level exchange meeting, looking calm and composed.

Su He looked at him, dazed, and had a feeling of seeing his master Lin Xuanqing in a trance, which was very familiar.

This kind of familiarity, of course, does not refer to familiarity in appearance, but refers to the aura around the two people is very similar. They have gone through vicissitudes of life to wash away the lead, and then return to the original feeling, leisurely, and it makes people feel very comfortable, like a spring breeze.

"Huh, Mr. Gu? Are you here so early?" It was Mr. Zhao who spoke this time.

Mr. Zhao is obviously a man of few words. It is very rare for him to take the initiative to speak to a person like this.And there was obvious respect in his tone.

What kind of status is it for a person who can make Mr. Zhao, the master of the jade carving world, speak with a bit of respect!

When Su He looked at this old Gu, his eyes were a little surprised.

Elder Gu raised his eyelids and saw Mr. Tang and Mr. Zhao appearing, he chuckled, "I'm the host, so why don't you come sooner!"

While speaking, his tone did not have a sense of superiority, but was very approachable, as if he was really just an ordinary old man next door.

(End of this chapter)