Madam, president loves you secrectly

Perhaps the old man's mood was too unstable and restless. Song Manxi waited downstairs for about ten minutes before he came down.

Wearing a thick gray sweater, cardigan and coat, with gray hair, he picked up the stairs and went down with a crutch.

Wang Ma followed him and half supported him.

There was an adjusted smile on his face: "it was sissy. When did you go back to Jiangcheng? No one told me about it. If you hadn't come, I wouldn't know."

He stumbled. As soon as song Manxi saw him, he immediately put down the tea cup in his hand and stood up with his bag.

"Grandpa Jun, Wang Ma, good evening. I just came back two days ago. This time, I'm abrupt. I still come to disturb you so late."

Her tone has become mature and steady. Although she is still sweet to them, she is no longer like before. She hugs and chats when she meets them, without being serious.

Thinking of this, Jun Yishou sat down and began to sigh: "Alas, looking at you like this, grandpa doesn't know how uncomfortable it is. Before, you were still a member of our family."

This means the days when song Manxi and Jun Xiao were married.

Song Manxi sat down with him. Mrs. Wang helped the old man to the sofa in the living room. She wisely found a reason to go to the kitchen. The servant immediately poured a cup of tea for the old man.

Song Manxi smiled: "Grandpa Jun, the past has passed."

"Yes, the past is over." Grandpa Jun smiled and agreed with her.

He picked up a small porcelain cup and took a sip of tea: "by the way, you were in a hurry to go to T city before, and didn't have time to ask you. Grandpa heard that you knew Yanchen in the United States before, right?"

Song Manxi's lips were slightly stiff. Before long, he returned to normal: "yes, when I first went to m country in high school, Jun was always the senior of grade three in our school. Later, I was admitted to the same university with him. He was... Very good."

"Mr. Jun?" Grandpa Jun was stunned.

"HMM." Song Manxi knew what he was wondering, but he just answered low.

Jun Yishou has checked that their feelings in M country are not very good, but quite good. Song Manxi will kindly call him brother Yanchen.

But he didn't reveal the same.

"Ha ha, in that case, you help Grandpa comment. How is Yan Chen?"

Song Manxi collected his eyes, and his expression was still as usual: "it's also very good. Jun and I have only the friendship of the same school, and we don't dare to comment too much."

Well, even song Manxi will follow him now!

Jun Yishou sighed silently and didn't want to go around with her: "Oh, come on, did you come specially to talk to Grandpa about them? They were still here at dinner at night, and you just staggered."

"Grandpa, I deliberately stagger the time just to stagger them."

Song Manxi no longer mediates with him.

"... well, let's talk about it. Grandpa also wants to see what kind of profound topics you can discuss with grandpa after being president for a year."

This time, it was completely spread out. Song Manxi smiled, took out some folders and classified documents from his bag, and handed them to Mr. Jun one by one.

"Grandpa Jun, look at these documents first. I think I can ask you my question after you read it."

Once a little girl, now she can be so kind. Jun Yishou is also very pleased.