"What's wrong?" The reputation didn't turn his eyes. His voice was tired and hoarse.

Su Xiaoxiao knew that the car had sped out of Jinyu villa. No matter how much he said, he wouldn't look back, but sometimes she couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

Does he really care how grandpa feels?

After returning to Shengshi group, Shengyu had breakfast with Su Xiaoxiao, and then he left.

In the office, Su Xiaoxiao is busy alone.

She knows that Shengyu has been worried about overseas branches recently. Many of the guidance is done by herself, and there are many video conferences.

Jinyu villa.

The beautiful dawn came in through the window.

The old man went downstairs on crutches. His eyes looked around the living room. "Where are they?"

"The car is not here. The young master should take his young grandmother to the company." Liu Ma tidied up the tea table and raised her eyes back.

"No breakfast?"

"No."

The old man raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything more, but he was not in a good mood.

In the brightly lit restaurant, the steaming breakfast on the table is very rich.

Yeff came over, "Dad." She's in good spirits today. She put on some light makeup.

"Sit down. It's just us for breakfast today." Then the old man sat down in the leather chair, his voice not light or heavy, "Xiaoyu, they have gone to the company."

"Yes."

Yefu always doesn't talk much. She sits in the dining chair and carefully peels the egg shell.

During the breakfast, the old man didn't say a word.

Ye Fu also ate very seriously, but she knew that after breakfast, the old man would give himself a political class, but it was obvious that the old man's anger had almost disappeared, and there was a smooth peace on his wrinkled face.

"Yefu, are you going out this morning?" Put down the milk cup and the old man wiped the corners of his lips with a handkerchief.

She looked up at him and shook her head, "I won't go out."

"Well, accompany me to cut the flowers and plants." With that, the old man stood up, "the rose branches in the backyard are too lush, which will affect the flowers in full bloom next year."

Ye Fu followed behind him. At the door of the living room, Liu Ma handed them a pair of scissors.

Ye Fu followed the old man to the yard, while Liu Ma walked into the living room.

The courtyard path paved with colorful pebbles is very beautiful in the morning, and the precious flowers on both sides of the path bloom wantonly, overflowing with fragrance.

Ye Fu followed the old man through the pond, through the courtyard, and finally came to the backyard in front of the green rose bushes. The flowering period of the rose has passed and the green leaves are green.

"If you cut all these today, the leaves will be more delicate next spring." With that, he raised his scissors and began to cut the rose branches.

Ye Fu stood behind him, his dark eyes without sadness and joy, just standing quietly, "Dad, I'm sorry."

"What's the matter, I'm sorry?" The old man's voice was calm. He didn't stop his movements.

There was no superfluous expression on Ye Fu's face, and her voice was a little cold. "I didn't think things would make a storm all over the city. I forgot your educator and everything."

"Yefu." The old man stood firm. He stopped his movements and turned his eyes to look at her. "It's time to repair the relationship with Xiaoyu. It's no good for you to continue to be so bad." He advised her like a friend.

Ye Fu drooped her eyes and her heart was empty.

The old man sighed and said with emotion, "in my lifetime, this is my only wish. Xiaoyu agreed. I hope you don't refuse. After all, it's mother and son. After all, they are adults. It's fate to be together. We should cherish it."