Good Morning, Mr. President!

"What's the age? I'm not a woman when I'm older? You can't learn from your son? Look at people ..."

The old lady's eyes floated on Xia Xingchen's finger again.

Xia Xingchen's scalp was numb.

Finally, I know how to mess with the old lady just now, and I know why the old lady looked at her ring like that.

The old woman yelled at the old man, and finally hung up the phone with a smile. I do n’t know what the old lady said over there. The old lady was in a good mood. She turned her face and talked to Xia Xingchen, and she recovered the kindness she had before.

"Did you have dinner tonight?" The old lady asked.

"Go back and make it yourself, just eat whatever you want."

"Since you haven't made an appointment, come back to Zhongshan with me to eat. Haven't you met his uncle yet? Just happened to be here. See you back with me."

Although they didn't meet formally, they were actually seen today. Xia Xingchen thought of Wei Yang and said, "Mrs., today I ..."

"Okay, that's it, just go with me. Just put your car here, and I'll ask the driver to come over and drive you back to you."

If the old lady's words fall, it is tantamount to stamping. This is the case of the whole family, without giving a word. By the time she returned, she had been dragged out of the mall by the old lady.

The driver drove in front of the car.

...

On the way, Xia Xingchen remembered that Bai Yeqing had told him that he should not go to the old house in Zhongshan recently. Simply go and settle down.

But when I thought of facing the old man for a while, my heart was still a little hairy.

When it came to Zhongshan's old house, it was too early.

Xia Xingchen followed the old lady into the door. The old lady asked, "Where is the old gentleman?"

"The old gentleman has returned from the hospital, and is now in the study."

"Did he bring anything with him when he returned?" The old lady asked, looking around with eyes.

"Yes. Wait a minute, I'll get it for you." The servant said, taking out a delicate gift box.

The old lady looked overjoyed. Inside was a brocade box, which opened and a pair of rings appeared. Xia Xingchen just realized why the old lady was so happy just after hanging up the old man's phone.

That's it.

"Xingchen, come and see!" The old lady was busy showing off like a child, and she was a little proud of her smile. "The old man has a good vision."

"Yes. The old man has a good vision." Xia Xingchen quickly responded.

"Don't look at the diamond on this ring is not as big as yours. Father knows that I like this simple and low-key style."

Do you really like simple and low-key?

When she first tried on the clothes, she could see that the old lady was also a trendy person. Now she is also wearing trendy clothes. The low-key and simple ones are definitely not her elderly dishes.

However, of course, she did not pierce, and just nodded, "Yes, the old gentleman understands your preferences and naturally does whatever he wants."

"I can't see it. The quality of the old man is very good."

It is the so-called lover's eyes. The old lady kept staring at the ring, she couldn't help it. Tried and tried, tried and tried, and kept asking Xing Chen to look good.

"By the way, look at the ring as much as possible." The old lady put the ring on, and then she remembered the business and turned out a few bags from a pile of shopping bags. "This is the clothes I just bought for his second uncle. You take it for him to try and see if it fits? "

"Am I going?" Xia Xingchen pointed her finger at herself.

The old lady was upset. "It's so unwilling, is it possible, let me carry this old lady with such a heavy bag?"

"Of course not," Xia Xingchen explained, "I was worried that I was a little bit embarrassed in this way."

"His uncle is not like the temperament of an old man, let's go. I'll go upstairs to find an old man." The old woman pushed the bag into Xia Xingchen's arms and people couldn't wait to go upstairs.

Xia Xingchen looked at a bunch of things, quite helpless. Lin Yun laughed. "Miss Xia, don't mind, the old lady treats you as a family member. You can sit and I will send it the same."

"Don't. I'll go." Xia Xingchen stopped Lin Ying, looked upstairs, and smiled: "If you look back, the old lady knows you sent it, I'm afraid you have to say me."

Lin Yishou did not insist any more.

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Xia Xingchen went all the way to another villa.

This side is much quieter than the main building side. The ivy circled a path and went all the way to the small building. The cold winter wind was blowing, and it was still very cold.

Xia Xingchen looked around and saw the fence full of flowers and plants. It can be seen that it has been carefully trimmed and is very beautiful.

She just arrived, and a servant had already ushered in from it.

"Miss Xia."

Xia Xingchen nodded slightly, "Is Bai Erye here?"

"Here. His old man is tinkering with his flowers and plants in the flower room. It's cold outside. Come here first. I'll let you know."

The servant said that she had taken the bag in her hand.

Xia Xingchen followed her, slowly walking away.

The entire house is full of literati charms, and all the decorations on the stage and in front of the shelves are exquisite. Domestic collections, foreign antiques, and everything are collected by famous artists.

It can be seen that Father Bai didn't bother to collect these in order to decorate here.

Xia Xingchen stood in the hall, and at a glance he saw an album on the easel in the corner. She walked over and flipped around. Looking over, I suddenly added a few sighs.

In the picture album is a woman. Every page and every page is her.

The woman in the painting is vivid. Although time passed, Xia Xingchen recognized it at a glance. Who in this painting is not Mrs. Lanting?

There are hundreds of thick books. Every one is her.

Different expressions, different occasions, and different outfits.

There are sketches and watercolors.

It seems that this is probably what the old gentleman did in prison.

Xia Xingchen sighed. As time passes, feelings remain. But the world is too cruel, and they have been separated for more than 20 years.

"Miss Xia."

While sighing, Bai Erye's voice sounded from behind.

Xia Xingchen returned to God, quickly put away the sigh in his heart, closed the picture book, and turned around, "Uncle, just call me the stars. And ...

She carefully put the drawing back in place. "Sorry, I was curious for a while, and moved your drawing, I hope you don't care."

Bai Qing asked to wear a navy blue Tang coat today, and people still looked quite energetic. He shook his head. "Little things, where do you care."