Allure: The Man God's Love Wanted

Chapter 75 One look, deep-rooted love [02]

He also said: "Although the Nie family is a rich family, the relationship between the elders and the younger generation is harmonious, respecting the old and loving the young. My parents are not high-spirited people. Don't worry, you don't have to be too restrictive."

It was not the first time for Lu Xiya to come to Nie's Mansion. She had been here with Lan Xin a few times before, and her grandfather had also met several times, and they had a good conversation.

He thought that what she was nervous about could only come from her parents and the difference in their identities.

But her parents are not here tonight, why should she be so nervous.

At the same time, he said this, hoping that she would understand that there is no wealth gap between him and her, as long as they love each other.

Lucia was still staring at the glass, feeling her palms were sweating: "Yeah."

I had already prepared in my heart that there would be no result with Nie Jiajun, so I should be calm in my heart.

However, at this moment, she cares about whether she is decent in front of his parents and whether she suits their wishes.

The more you care, the more nervous you become, the more nervous you become, the more overwhelmed you are, and your palms are sweating profusely.

The man looked at her sideways, his eyes soft.

For the first time, she clearly felt that she cared so much about him and her.

Inadvertently, the corners of the mouth slightly raised, and smiled.

……

There were two young maids standing at the door of the main house. Seeing them coming from a distance, they bowed and opened the glass window.

One of the maids had a sweet voice and shouted into the room: "The third young master is here."

Then Uncle Chen came out, respectful and courteous like a day for ten years: "Third Young Master, Miss Lu, you are here, Young Master Lu, Master and the others are all in the side hall, this way please."

Nie Jiajun looked sideways at Lu Xiya, and saw that she was choking up a mouthful of saliva nervously, and at the same time touched the curly hair on her head with her hand, and tugged at the skirt on her body.

He had never seen that cautious and nervous look, as well as the sweaty palms.

His eyes fell on her blue dress, doubts flashed in his blue eyes, and he asked her in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" She looked up at him blankly, and only after she finished asking was she surprised by her movements, her face flushed red: "I, I'm fine, let's go."

"It's not the first time I've seen Grandpa, what are you afraid of?" He stretched out his other hand and gently scratched the tip of her nose.

"Hehe." She took it with a dry smile.

Lu Mulin murmured beside him: "Grandma Liu is entering the Grand View Garden."

"Looking for death." She blushed again, and stared at her younger brother quickly.

While talking, Uncle Chen took them to the side hall, although the side hall was not as spacious as the main hall.

However, all kinds of expensive decorations and exquisite furniture are still hard to see.

The main color is white, and a dozen maids are standing by the side of the hall waiting, and a group of people are sitting around the large combined sofa in the center.

There are men and women, old and young, several cups of delicately carved teacups, where hot smoke slowly rises.

There was a lot of laughter, and the conversation was lively.

Lan Xin was the first to see them coming in. She sat with Nie Xichen, facing the main entrance of the side hall.

Standing up with a smile: "You guys are here, come and sit down."

After the college entrance examination this year, Lan Xin married Nie Xichen. A grand wedding of the century called for her to become the eldest grandson-in-law of the Nie family.

Here, she is the hostess.

The hostess stood up to welcome the guests, and the others naturally stopped talking and looked around in the direction of her eyes.

Nie Hong and He Shufen were there, as well as his grandfather Nie Zhenlong. Besides, he was a handsome middle-aged man.

(End of this chapter)