Warm marriage as ever

Chapter 214 Red Packet
Song Yuli's eyes widened, and he looked at Nangong Yu in disbelief.

When did he become such a rascal?

Shit, where did the cold and ascetic Nangong Yu go?
Seeing that Song Yuli was impatient, Nangong Yu had no choice but to stop teasing her, took her hand, and walked into the living room happily.

Looking at the silver-haired old man sitting on the sofa, Nangong Yu was also a little surprised.

However, when he saw Nan Linxiao beside him, Nangong Yu instantly understood.

In fact, when he saw Nan Linxiao just now, he was also a little surprised, but when he saw the old man, he knew everything.

Grandpa must have known that Ah Li was going home for dinner today, and threatened and lured Nan Linxiao to bring him here.

Thinking of this, Nangong Yu felt a little helpless.

"Grandpa, Dad."

Nan Yizhong and Nan Wenrun put on airs and nodded with serious faces, but their eyes kept flicking across Song Yuli's body, with a trace of eagerness in their eyes.

Nangong Yu: "..."

Helplessly twitching the corners of his mouth, Nangong Yu took Song Yuli by the hand and introduced her: "This is grandpa, this is dad."

Although Song Yuli was a little shy when he heard the words, he called out generously: "Grandpa, Dad."

Because of shyness, Song Yuli's voice was not very loud, but soft and soft.

As soon as her words fell, the creases on Nan Yizhong's face couldn't help but wrinkled, and he nodded in satisfaction: "Well, good, good!"

Although Nan Wenrun didn't express it as clearly as Nan Yizhong did, the serious expression on his face disappeared without a trace, replaced by a soft and satisfied expression.

"We met for the first time, here is a red envelope for you."

With that said, Nan Wenrun took out a bulging red envelope from his body and handed it to Song Yuli.

Song Yuli subconsciously set his eyes on Nangong Yu, seeing him nodding, Song Yuli then reached out to accept it: "Thank you, Dad."

The sound of father made Nan Wenrun's heart elated.

"Ah."

Seeing this, Nan Yizhong snorted dissatisfiedly, as if in a competition, he took out a red envelope bigger than his own from his pocket and handed it to Song Yuli: "Come on, daughter-in-law, take it, this is for you A meeting with my great-grandson."

Looking at Nan Yizhong's wrinkled face and silver-white hair, Song Yuli subconsciously refused.

"No need, Grandpa, Dad has already given it to me."

When Nan Yizhong heard this, his eyes widened, a little dissatisfied, and he said directly and forcefully: "What he gave is his, what I gave is mine, go on!"

Seeing Song Yuli's embarrassed face, Nangong Yu put his arms around her shoulders and said indifferently: "Go on, grandpa is rich."

Song Yuli glanced at him with some reproach.

Grandpa is old after all, no matter how rich he is, it's still his, how can she want it.

Nan Yizhong nodded, with a domineering tone: "Xiao San is right, grandpa has money, take it!"

After speaking, he stuffed it into Song Yuli's hands with a strong attitude.

At this moment, Song Yuli was directly shocked by Nan Yizhong's "little three".

"Little San?"

Song Yuli looked at Nangong Yu suspiciously.

Nangong Yu pretended to cough, and avoided Song Yuli's sight with some embarrassment.

Nan Yizhong nodded: "This is A Yu's nickname, hasn't he told you?"

Song Yuli nodded honestly.

Seeing this, Nan Yizhong ignored Nangong Yu's dissatisfaction, and directly told her the origin of the nickname.

　The third watch is over, good night...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)