The President's Sweet Trap

"Does Qingchen know about it?" Gu Yiyi asked.

The old man shook his head, "that smelly boy doesn't want to listen to me nagging about this thing. In addition, what happened at home when he was a child makes him alienated from his father. Therefore, I'm afraid he doesn't know as much about the legend of death as you do!"

Gu Yiyi heard nanqingchen mention the series of changes that happened in nanqingchen's family when she was young. Although she subjectively felt that nanqingchen's father was wrong, after all, it was all the gratitude and resentment of the previous generation, and she had no choice to say anything.

It must have been hard for him at that time. Just like her, she watched her father cry with Gu Hong's "sweetheart, baby" every day. When she faced herself, she was cold with a face full of disgust.

But fortunately, the dust in the South and the old man's care have been carefully cultivated since childhood, which is much stronger than her.

Thinking of this, Gu Yiyi's heart paid more respect to the old man. She bowed deeply to the old man: "Grandpa, thank you!"

Her thanks are not only because the old man told her about the whole legend today, but also because he brought up nanqingchen.

The old man understood what she meant and felt relieved. His eyes were wet again.

After so many years of helplessness, several people can understand that his son is still alive, and his grandson is just like an orphan.

They say that his son is cowardly, but he is very stubborn in this matter. In his heart, there is only that woman and the illegitimate son born by that woman.

If his old man doesn't care anymore, he's afraid that his grandson will live on the street, and his son won't take a look.

He carefully raised, cultivated and dusted himself. He also worked hard. He broke into his own career at a young age, but even so, he still couldn't get his son's understanding.

His heart was all on the woman and the illegitimate son. Although he would not fight against the old man, he just didn't care about dumping the dust.

People in their fifties and sixties don't have a little girl to understand. His old man raised his children for him. It's not for him to do so much.

Alas

"Well, Yiyi, the story is over. What should I do? Grandpa believes you have made a decision in your heart. Go out quickly! Otherwise, it's time for the smelly boy to smash the door! "

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the study was knocked.

The master and grandson in the room looked at each other, and the old man said, "look! I knew the expression of "love", and Gu Yiyi was full of helplessness.

She went over and opened the door. She saw that the dust was pouring south.

Instead of going in, he stood at the door and said from the inside, "Grandpa, are you finished? Then I took the man away! "

Before the old man could answer, he stretched out his long arm and dragged Gu Yiyi out.

Gu Yiyi is stunned. How can this guy do this? Don't you know to respect the old man?

The old man in the door rolled his eyes silently, smiled and scolded: "smelly boy, you have a daughter-in-law and forget your mother!"

Nanqingchen took Gu Yiyi all the way and took her upstairs to the room where he used to live. Although he moved out because of his work, this room has always been reserved for him.

The furnishings and layout of the room are very simple. The dark color department is all the same. Gu Yiyi's mouth is curled. Do high cold men like to use dark color to show themselves? It's very low-key.

But she doesn't like it. It's dark everywhere. It's too depressing.

After closing the door, nanqingchen looked at her nervously until she confirmed that she was in good condition.

Gu Yiyi couldn't help laughing and joked, "what are you nervous about? Grandpa is a tiger. Can you eat me?"

Seeing that she could joke like this, nanqingchen's heart was completely put down.

"Little heartless!" Nan Qingchen pinched her little nose: "Grandpa is not a tiger. He is more terrible than a tiger!"

Nanqingchen's words really didn't scare Gu Yiyi. Although Nanjia always did business, the status of businessmen was very low in the past.

It is conceivable that the Southern family can have today's status because of how much effort the southern master has paid and how many storms and waves he has experienced.

Just think, how can such a person not be terrible!

Gu Yiyi has never seen the ruthlessness of the old man. Naturally, she will not take nanqingchen's words to heart. On the contrary, she feels that the old man is sometimes like a child.

No wonder people say old children, old children! The older the person, the more like a child's temper, rely on coax!

I don't know why, in her mind, there was a scene of throwing dust to coax the old man to eat, and she couldn't help laughing.

Seeing her smile, Nan Qingchen also recalled the corners of her lips: "what are you laughing at?"

Gu Yiyi shook her head. She didn't want to tell nanqingchen what she was thinking. Nanqingchen must laugh at her again.

He didn't say, and nanqingchen didn't force her. He raised her chin and asked her to look at herself. "What did grandpa tell you?"

Gu Yiyi played with the buttons on his clothes, tilted his head and thought, "a lot! Said you were very naughty when you were a child, and showed me your childhood photos, wow! I didn't expect you to be a little Zhengtai when you were a child... "

"Edit... Continue to edit!" Nanqingchen looked at Gu Yiyi with a smile. The little girl was still the same when she talked about panic.

"..." darling, how did he know she made it up!

Nanqingchen looked at her round eyes full of doubts. "Kind" explained: "I didn't take photos when I was a child!"

"Ah?" Gu Yiyi is stupid. How is this possible!

Even for her child who was sent to the orphanage at birth, the orphanage will celebrate a collective birthday for all children every year, and on this day, the dean will take a picture of each of them.

After the photos are washed, they will be sent to each of them, which is to record their growth process every year.

But nanqingchen would say that he never took photos when he was a child. Why?

Although his mother Rong Ruo died long ago, she still accompanied him in his childhood. How can she not even leave a picture?

"This is what grandpa means. I think he probably doesn't want me to see those sad past events when I grow up!" The sound of dust pouring south is a little stuffy.

Gu Yiyi hugged him tightly and put her face against his chest. At this moment, she really loved him.

The atmosphere was warm and beautiful. After a moment of silence, nanqingchen patted Gu Yiyi's head.

"Don't try to change the subject. Be honest. What did grandpa tell you?"

Gu Yiyi is speechless. Why hasn't he forgotten this!

"Dust, I know you're worried about me, but grandpa told me today. In fact, in my opinion, the so-called legend is just a deliberate artificial ballad, which is nothing at all!"