my mysterious boyfriend

Chapter 83

I feel that even if I want to explode my head, it will be difficult to figure out where this is all at once, and what kind of relationship this group of people is.

Although I was surprised to see Chen Daowei here, and I was a little depressed to see Cao Jiaying, but I have to say that after they came, at least they broke the deadlock just now, and my tension was relieved a lot. The strength can't help but relax a little.

At this time, Fang Qingqing, who was sitting opposite me, stood up, walked to the group of people, and said to the old man with all kinds of tenderness: "Dad, it's getting late, otherwise, let's have dinner first, and then sit down and talk slowly. "

The old man nodded and waved at Uncle Xian as a signal.

Yu Minghui turned over and whispered in my ear: "Lin Sisi, don't be too restrained, just eat and drink as you like later."

I didn't answer, but responded with my eyes.

Yu Minghui led me to stand up, and he led me to follow behind the old man, walking slowly towards the dining room.

What surprised me even more was that the old man asked Chen Daowei to sit on the right side of him. Chen Daowei was very unhappy, but finally sat down in silence.

After everyone was seated, the old man looked around and said to me: "Miss Lin, it's just a simple meal, and there are some places where the hospitality is not good, please don't mind."

Following the old man's voice, I felt all eyes falling on me. If those eyes had knives in them, I would feel like I would be stabbed into briquettes.

And I understood it, the more deliberately polite the old man is, it just shows that he is more alienated, and I can feel the feeling of Dao Ming, needless to say.

Suppressing the overwhelming embarrassment and embarrassment, I tried my best to make myself smile as if nothing had happened, and I said: "It is my honor that Mr. Yu can be so polite to me, how could I mind?"

The old man's face was slightly startled, but this kind of blankness lasted only a few seconds on his face, he quickly laughed and said: "I didn't expect that young people nowadays are very humorous, come on, let's move your chopsticks!" .”

The next meal, for me, was extremely restrained and long. Even though the delicious food on the table was full of aromas, I didn't even remember what I ate or how much I ate. I only remembered that during the whole process, the old man He kept telling Chen Daowei what to eat more, saying that Chen Daowei had lost weight, and he told Cao Jiaying what supplements Uncle Xian had stewed for her, so that her skin would be better if she drank more, and he even told Xiao Yan that we would meet again another day When he went fishing, he liked to chat with Xiao Yan.

From the beginning to the end, facing Chen Daowei, Cao Jiaying, Xiao Yan's loving and doting fathers, he never set his eyes on Yu Minghui, nor said a single unnecessary word to him, as if other people were more like his grandson, And Yu Minghui is a dispensable outsider to him.

Yes, he's like an outsider.

As for Yu Minghui, he seems to be used to this kind of scene, he would pick up food for me from time to time, and he would always stuff food into his mouth, we were very close, I would turn my face away to see his expression, It didn't seem right to turn around to look at him at the dinner table, but I couldn't see his expression anyway.

But I could sense that he wasn't feeling very well.

This dinner with a very different atmosphere is finally over.

After removing all the dishes and clearing the table, Uncle Xian served the fruit.

The old man picked an apple and threw it into his mouth, he stood up with a bang, he looked around again, and said: "Daowei, Jiaying, Xiaoyan, you are going to play a game of billiards with Minghui, who are you?" If you win, you can come to my study and pick something you like to take away before you leave later."

After a pause, the old man then turned his eyes to me, he was still polite, he said softly: "Miss Lin, I have some good tea here recently, come with me to the study to taste it .”

The aura really has nothing to do with the level of the tone of voice. Even though the old man spoke so softly, there was a power that frightened people. I stood up unconsciously in panic.

Yu Minghui followed me and stood up.

After being silent for so long, he held my hand tightly again, and said to his grandfather, "Old man, I just want to taste tea, so let me go too. We didn't play chess last time." After walking, you can finish walking by the way tonight."

The old man's eyes were half-closed, he squinted at Yu Minghui, and his tone was still calm: "There is no rush to play chess, we will meet again some other day. I just want to invite Ms. Lin to go alone for the tea tonight." Tasting is also a kind of respect for Miss Lin. If you are so nervous, Minghui, grandpa really doesn't know how to express his welcome to Miss Lin."

Even though the old and the young, the two men's speech is ambiguous, and they always seem to be not on the ground, but I also heard from it that they are not willing to compromise.

Fearing that Yu Minghui would become stiff again and again because of my relationship with my family, I poked his waist with my hand, and then pulled his sleeves.

Yu Minghui looked at me, then at the old man, he was about to speak, but the old man started talking again.

With a tone that couldn't be more calm, he said directly: "Minghui, look at Ms. Lin, she is much more sensible than you. You can play billiards without worry, as long as you enjoy yourself. As for this, what should I say? What shouldn't you say, grandpa is very measured. If you keep protecting grandpa from getting in touch with Miss Lin too much, then you will really succeed in the future, and grandpa doesn't know how to get along well with this granddaughter-in-law, does he? "

He really knows how to make people go. After the old man said this, he smiled at me again, and said: "Miss Lin, can you also help me, a bad old man, to persuade Minghui not to be so stubborn? Seems like? Stubbornness, if you behave well, it’s your personality. If you behave too much, it’s not so good.”

Damn, is it true that the family does not belong to the family!Why is this old man like that Fang Qingqing, who likes to throw hot potatoes into my hands!
And in this situation, he threw me over, even if it burns me to death, I have to catch it!
Being patient, I pushed Yu Minghui and smiled at him pretending to be calm and said: "I think I will be more comfortable drinking tea with Mr. Yu without you by my side, so don't come here It's lively, let's go play billiards with them."

Fearing that Yu Minghui would be stubborn, I blinked at him.

He seemed helpless, but finally compromised with me.

Seeing Yu Minghui's concession, the old man had a smile on his face, and he turned to me and said, "Then Miss Lin, let's go drink tea."

I followed him through the long corridor, and finally he stopped in front of the door at the end, and gently pushed the door open.

I just glanced at it, and my heart couldn't help trembling several times.

What kind of study is this!
I didn’t see a single book in the study room, but all kinds of military knives, bear claw self-defense daggers, fighting knives and combat knives, etc., were in sight.These cold steel products exude those bright lights, which make people feel chills when they look at them.

Just as I was in a daze, the old man said flatly: "Miss Lin, please come inside."

As soon as I sat down, Uncle Xian came over with two cups of tea and a fruit plate. He put down these things in silence, then walked out slowly, and closed the door.

The sound insulation effect of this door is really good. After a burly man like Uncle Xian walked out, I didn't hear his footsteps.

In this sealed space full of all kinds of knives, I was actually very flustered, but I had to suppress it forcefully, pretending to be calm and sitting there, waiting for the old man to speak first.

After coughing lightly, the old man glanced at me and said slowly, "Miss Lin, please drink tea."

Following his greeting, I picked up the cup of tea in front of me and took a sip.

I was about to put down the cup, when the old man said again flatly: "Miss Lin, otherwise, guess what, how much is that teacup in your hand worth?"

Because of what he said, I shifted my gaze to the teacup in my hand.

After a closer look, I realized that the antique flavor of this teacup did not seem to be imitated, it seemed to be really old.

Just as I was fascinated, the old man said, "Miss Lin, how much do you think this cup is worth?"

Gently resting the teacup in my hand on the tea table, I raised my eyelids, pretended to be very calm, and said with a slight smile: "Mr. How much. However, it looks like it should be quite expensive."

The old man smiled abruptly.

Different from the warm smile in the hall just now, this time he smiled meaningfully. This kind of smile lingered on his face for nearly a minute before it was slowly withdrawn. After laughing, he turned to stare at Looking at me, he said lightly, "Which university did Miss Lin graduate from?"

My fingers twisted into a ball unconsciously, and after a while, I responded softly: "I only studied until I graduated from high school."

He did not comment on my answer, and the expression on his face was not too disturbed. The old man continued: "It seems that Ms. Lin is talented and intelligent. Although she doesn't read much, she has a good understanding. She is a girl with pursuit."

This sentence sounds like a compliment on the surface, but when you think about it carefully, it always feels a little awkward.

But it is also a kind of literacy to see through without telling the truth.

So I smiled lightly and said, "Thank you Mr. Yu for your compliment."

The old man remained calm, he continued to stare at me for a long time, and then he said slowly: "Miss Lin, although we met for the first time today, I feel that you are a smart girl, You are very clear about what you can afford and what you can’t afford. I’m such a bad old man, I can be considered a civilized person, but civilized is civilized. I think when you young people fall in love, you just go for your feelings. It’s okay. Regardless of anything, you can also put aside the reality. But when it comes to marriage, I personally advocate the right family. I’m not saying that a marriage with the wrong family will be unhappy, but if the two people’s levels are similar from the beginning , it will be easier to obtain happiness. Miss Lin, do you agree with me, a bad old man?"

(End of this chapter)