When she got out of the elevator, Xia Ling walked to her right hand. A door was closed in front of her. On both sides of the corridor, there were 20 servants. When she saw her, they bowed down to salute, "miss Asteria."

Xia Ling goes to the door. The two attendants open the door. She goes straight in.

The dining table is ten meters long, with a brass candlestick in the middle. The candle flame on the candlestick is swaying in the wind.

Xia Ling looks up at the man at the end of the table, the owner of the Surat family, her grandfather.

His hair is gray, and his face is lined with wrinkles. Looking at the outline of his face, you can see that he was a handsome man when he was young. The majesty and sharpness in his eyes are not ignored as usual. Now he is nearly 80 years old, but he still controls the whole Surat family.

"Grandfather." Xia Ning shouts, takes a look at Su Jingcheng, who is sitting on the right side of the old man, and signals directly to the people next to him.

The attendant leaves and pulls back the chair. Xia Ling sits down. She sits opposite to Mr. Su, which is the end of the long table.

The whole restaurant fell into a strange silence. Xia Ling looked at the front, but her sight was not focused. Her face was light and she didn't speak.

As for Su Jingcheng, looking ahead, he didn't feel anything.

But the opposite Su Laozi is looking at Xia Ling, the displeasure on the face is obvious, "back to London so many days, why don't you come back?"

Xia Ling looked up at Su and said indifferently, "I'm going back to London. It doesn't mean I'm going back here."

"Is that the way you talk to me?" Mr. Su gave a cold drink.

Xia Ling leaned back in her chair and said faintly, "didn't you say that, Grandpa? The successor of the Su family should be free from any taboo. I think I have a very respectful attitude towards my grandfather. "

"It seems that your character hasn't changed after you've been out for a few years." Mr. Su said coldly.

Xia Ling said, "personality is a natural thing. I inherit the Su family's good genes. Are you hating yourself when you dislike me like this, grandfather?"

"Son of a bitch!" Master Su gave a cold rebuke.

At this time, sitting next to Su Jingcheng opened his mouth, "grandfather, Xiao Ke may be too stuffy these days, in a bad mood."

"Oh, who wants you to cry for mercy?" Xia Ning sneered coldly, "when I talk to my grandfather, I have room for you to intervene."

Su Jingcheng's eyebrows tightened and his eyes dropped. He didn't speak any more.

When master Su heard this, his face sank. He looked at Xia Ning and said coldly, "it seems that you are very dissatisfied with me for bringing you back?"

"I want to say no, but I can't find a reason to say that." Xia Ning said indifferently, her eyes did not hesitate to the line of sight of the Su old man.

For the whole Surat family, this old man is the emperor, but in that case, Su Ke is the crown prince, the only crown prince. Why should she be afraid of him? Even if he is angry and wants to give the family's foundation to others, she doesn't care. She just gets rid of this burden.

Looking at Xia Ling, Su's mood changed again and again, from rage to calm down, then to fury, and finally to calm down. He took back his sight and said coldly and authoritatively: "pass the dishes."

"Yes, sir." The housekeeper standing nearby said immediately, then nodded in the direction of the opposite door.

Soon the servants came in and began to serve.

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