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Chapter 218 : Chapter 218 -she likes him
“You went to Shao city to look for Nan Li, didn’t you?” ye minqiu smiled at her.
Wen Qiao found it hard to speak and said uneasily, ” “It’s Yingluo.”
Ye minqiu did not say anything to embarrass her by saying that she was ‘quite clingy’. She only said, you should go and find Nan Li. Old Madam also knows about it. She’s been in Haicheng these two days and said she wants to see you.
Wen Qiao’s heart skipped a beat. Not only was he going to see his mother, but now he was going to see his grandmother as well.
She took out her phone and said,”let me talk to him.”
Their relationship was a little delicate now, and she didn’t dare to make any decisions on her own.
“Don’t say anymore, he’s busy. Hurry up and get in the car. Go to the YuanNan mansion and have dinner with the old lady. After dinner, I’ll get someone to send you home.”
Although ye minqiu did not seem to be a strong person, the decisiveness in her words made it impossible to reject her.
Wen Qiao had no choice but to bite the bullet and get into her car to bid Lu Youyou farewell.
The car drove onto a small path, and the sky gradually darkened. Wen Qiao clutched the phone in her hand, feeling a little uneasy. Was it alright for her to go and see his grandmother without telling Fu Nanli?
It was as if she was being pushed forward by the big hand of fate. Many times, the development of things was out of her control.
YuanNan mansion was located in the city center. Every inch of land was worth its weight in gold. The building was built in the style of the Republic of China, with ivory white marble walls and carved iron railings. When the car entered the courtyard, it was a small path with camphor trees. The ground lights were on, and the garden scenery was very exquisite.
The car stopped in front of an old house with green bricks and red tiles. Wen Qiao got off the car with ye minqiu and entered the house.
The room was decorated in an exquisite and elegant manner. The mahogany furniture was burning in the fireplace. An old woman with silver hair and a dark green velvet cheongsam was sitting on the dark brown leather sofa. She wore glasses with a gold chain hanging on her ear and a book on her knee.
When he heard the commotion, he looked at her. The old man had a kind expression and at first glance, he gave off a kind feeling.
Wu Yue ‘e raised her head and saw the young lady. She was tall and had long legs, and her hair was tied into a high ponytail. She was fair and beautiful, and she was currently looking at her curiously. There was no wariness in her eyes, and one could tell that she was intelligent.
She liked this child at first sight.
Wen Qiao walked to the sofa and ye minqiu introduced her to the old Madam. She obediently greeted her.
She didn’t dare to call her grandmother.
Wu Yue ‘e stood up and took a red packet from the table, stuffing it into her hands. “Just call me grandma.”
“I can’t accept your red packet.” Wen Qiao frowned.
The old lady patted her hand with a smile. this is a tradition from where I come from. You can just keep it.
Wen Qiao felt ashamed. Fu Nanli’s family members were all better than each other. They didn’t have the usual sense of superiority and arrogance that rich people usually had. Instead, they treated people with peace and didn’t put on airs, making her feel close to them.
Her grandmother had passed away a long time ago, but the old man was so kind to her that she instantly felt warm and wanted to rely on him.
“I came in a hurry, so I didn’t buy a gift.”
Wu Yue ‘e pulled her hand and led her to the dining room. I know you came in a hurry. It was Nan Li’s mother who intercepted you and brought you here. Of course you didn’t make it in time. It’s fine. You can have a meal with this old woman as a gift for me, hmm? ”
Wen Qiao: ” I’ll eat your food. No matter how you look at it, I’m the one who’s taking advantage.
then, you should treat me to a meal next time. What do you think? ” the old lady was amused.
“Alright, what flavor do you like?”
“Our dishes are good, just light.”
Wen Qiao kept it in her heart.