Love Report: My Dear Mr.Qin

An Qingyang, who was originally extinguished by LAN Xueer's words, blushed again when he saw the master's move: "how long have you maintained that woman? OK, let her be your granddaughter, I'll go!"

With that, an Qingyang was ready to walk out. He didn't know what God he was wearing. He actually wanted to leave because of this little thing.

"Ai Ai -" the housekeeper who watched for a long time didn't know what to say to comfort him. He rushed up and grabbed an Qingyang: "young master, don't be impulsive. It's hard to come back for a meal and leave like this. What a pity the dishes on that table? Be calm and calm. The master did it because he was angry. Understand more."

The housekeeper said a lot with painstaking care. An Qingyang turned black and was pulled back by the housekeeper.

Because LAN Xueer was suddenly pulled back by the master, his reason began to recover slowly and calmed down a lot. The three sat at the table, each worried and settled a lot.

As soon as LAN Xueer sat down, she began to regret. Why did she yell at an Qingyang so quickly without impulse? It really shouldn't be

She glanced at an Qingyang secretly. Seeing that he was covered with black lines, she lowered her head and dared not look at him. Then she looked around, eh? Where's dad?

She swallowed her saliva and asked the housekeeper, "Uncle housekeeper, where's my father?"

The housekeeper suddenly realized, as if he suddenly remembered something: "just now he sat here for a while and said he suddenly remembered something and said to go first."

"OK, please housekeeper." Lan xue'er nodded and then lowered his head.

An Qingyang's relaxed face frowned again. Has her father come too?

"Qingyang." an Qingyang thought half, and a calm voice stopped him.

"Ah?" an Qingyang raised his head and said to the master's deep eyes, "what's the matter?"

The master's face was very serious. He tightened his face and said, "how do you feel about Xueer?"

"..." an Qingyang Mo, doesn't it make him embarrassed? If you say good, it's against your conscience. If you don't say good, you may be "beaten"

"Hmm?" the master saw that an Qingyang didn't speak and asked again, "what's your feeling about Xueer?"

"OK..." an Qingyang's voice became lower and lower, but he was still heard by the master with excellent ear strength. He still stretched his face and crossed his hands.

"Since it's OK, it's OK. You're not young. You need to find a good wife to help manage the company with you."

"Well." an Qingyang nodded, "so you have a candidate?"

Seeing his grandfather nodding slightly, he couldn't help tightening his heart, but he pretended to be calm and asked, "who is it?"

"In front of you." the master took a look at LAN Xueer beside him. His original serious face was a little soothing. LAN Xueer felt warm in his heart and was very pleased. He smiled at the master.

The master turned his head and continued to look at an Qingyang. At this time, an Qingyang's eyebrows were locked. He looked at LAN Xueer, and then ran away, looking at the master: "just her? LAN Xueer?"

"What's your look?" the Master seemed a little angry. His heart just calmed down fluctuated again, waiting for an Qingyang's reply.

An Qingyang pretended and sighed, "No."

"Just don't have it." the master was dissatisfied with an Qingyang's attitude and could only hold it in silence. He said to an Qingyang in earnest: "Xueer, she is a good girl. As long as you marry her, you are a good wife."

Halfway through, the master stopped. He looked tentatively at an Qingyang's face. Seeing that he nodded, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "I can also see that Xueer likes you, but even if she likes you, she is also a very kind girl. Just now you saw that she yelled at me because of you. She suddenly stood up without saying a word. Her small body contains great energy, has a head and thread, and every sentence is for my sake. Isn't that a good candidate? You, just listen to my advice. There is no shop in this village. If you don't take good care of it, you can't find another girl as good as Xueer. "

An Qingyang raised his head and wanted to refute, but when he saw the look on the master's face that "if you refuse, I'll drive you out of the house", he silently lowered his head and wanted to cry without tears.

Seeing this, the master was also very satisfied, and finally showed a long lost smile: "so, you should treat Xueer well and don't let her run away with other men."

Then he looked at LAN Xueer. At this time, LAN Xueer was blushing. Although she kept her head down and didn't inquire about their faces, she was not deaf. She always heard the master praise her.

She swallowed her saliva silently and felt more and more that the master was a good person.

When the master saw LAN Xueer's expression, he felt very cute and showed a row of big white teeth: "look, Xueer is not a brazen person, much better than those women outside."

An Qingyang has automatically blocked the master's words. As soon as he hears the master stop, he will nod subconsciously, just like a robot.

Seeing this, the master naturally knew what an Qingyang was thinking. He was ready to change the topic: "in that case, as long as you listen to me, I can give you whatever you want. As long as you help me take care of the company, work hard and listen to me, it's enough. You can spend the rest of the time whatever you want, except doing something sorry for Xueer."

An Qingyang suddenly looked up. He looked firmly at the master: "Grandpa, don't worry. I will take care of the company and make our company more and more brilliant. I will work hard in the future. It's necessary to listen to your words. You have raised me for so many years, and I will repay you."

An Qingyang never mentions LAN Xueer. LAN Xueer is not a dull person. Naturally, she hears it. She is secretly disappointed, and then cheer herself up. It doesn't matter. Anyway, men and women chasing men will succeed.

"HMM." the master naturally recognized that he was too familiar with his own child, an Qingyang. It doesn't matter. Take your time and you will always succeed.

He pointed to the dishes of a table: "eat, don't waste the good dishes of this table. I specially asked people to make so many dishes."

"OK." an Qingyang nodded, picked up chopsticks and prepared for dinner.

LAN Xueer finally breathed a sigh of relief and finally ended such a heavy topic. She said to the master, "thank you, master."

The master nodded with satisfaction, and then began to move chopsticks.

Halfway through the meal, the master suddenly covered his stomach, looked nervous, and began to sweat on his forehead.