C9

On the weekend, the weather was clear and sunny.

The mother and the old man, who had been away on business for a long time, finally returned to the villa. Even the busy father came back.

"Grandfather, be careful of the stairs." Si Wan helped the old man into the villa, and carefully warned him about the road.

The Old Master supported her slender arm and muttered in dissatisfaction, "Wanwan, why are you so skinny?"

While speaking, he coldly glanced at Yan Xiuya and her wife who were behind him. Yan Xiuya was silent for a moment, smart enough to not refute him.

On the other hand, Si Wan hurriedly said, "Grandfather, this is a physique that many girls dream of."

"Why are girls so thin? It looks so good to grow some meat. " The old man patted her hand. On the way here, he asked for her warmth and Si Wan responded with a soft voice.

The group of people sat down in the hall. Servants hurriedly served tea and water in an orderly manner.

The old man and the palace father were talking about official matters. Si Wan considerately passed the tea over to the palace lady, who still had a serious expression on her face. She glanced upstairs and asked with a displeased tone of voice, "Si Wan, where is Siming?"

Si Wan subconsciously avoided her eyes for a moment, "He …"

She had originally wanted to call Gong Siming yesterday to notify him, but since she didn't know anything about that drunken night, she had thought for a long time before deciding not to call him.

Si Wan observed the situation and quickly replied, "Mom, Siming Corporation is quite busy, we will be back later."

Before the mother could speak, the old man slowly turned his head and gave a cold snort, fully aware that the boy was unwilling to return at all.

Seeing Si Wan's awkward expression, the old man sighed: "Wanwan, that brat has a cold personality, you better forgive him and understand him better. If you suffer any grievances, tell grandpa that I will help you. "

"Your grandfather is right, Wanwan, that damn brat's personality, I will not avoid feeling wronged." "Take good care of yourself. If Gong Siming has done anything that would let you down, come and tell me and I'll take care of him."

Si Wan laughed embarrassedly: "Grandfather, Dad, we're doing quite well."

Unwilling that his own son would be scolded, the palace's mother quickly changed the topic and asked Si Wan some other work related matters, "The Angel Jewels are new on the market, I heard that you used a model Julie, how are the results?"

Si Wan explained the current situation briefly, and then said, "In the long run, Julie is very suitable for this set of jewelry. Although the response from the market right now isn't passionate enough, it's still a good one. "

The mother nodded, "In the early stages, one must lay a solid foundation for one's reputation, and stable fighting is the only way for the long term."

Si Wan secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Facing this unsmiling mother-in-law, dealing with her alone would only make her feel a little uncomfortable.

A moment later, the old man suddenly thought of something, "Wanwan, I haven't seen your grandfather for a long time, let's go to your house together later."

Pausing for a moment, the old man looked at her, "Call that brat and call him along."

Si Wan hesitated, "Grandfather, he still has things to do …"

The old man's expression became even more stern, and his displeasure towards Gong Siming became even more obvious. "What could happen to him that he didn't even have time to eat a meal?"

He pointed at Si Wan's phone, "Call him right now, if he dares to reject, see if I don't break his legs."

When the old gramps was young, he was known to have a violent temper in the army. Even after so many years of settling down, when his temper rose, he still carried a stern aura of a scoundrel.

Si Wan held onto the phone, her heart feeling uneasy: He probably won't answer the phone, right?

Si Wan clenched her teeth and dialed a number. Hua Er's voice came from the other side: Young Madem?

Si Wan heaved a sigh of relief, it was still better than being hung up or having no one answer him.

She calmly asked, "Hua Er, where is Siming? I have something to talk to him about. "

She calmly glanced at the old man's expression, feeling increasingly perturbed.

However, Hua Er retorted, "Young Madem, Boss Gong is currently at the old marshal's house, don't you know?"

"My grandfather's house?" Si Wan was surprised.

Si Wan's grandfather was a marshal, and the two of them came from the same military family, so they knew each other long ago. Si Wan fell in love with him at first sight, and was unable to extricate herself from it. Unfortunately, the person Gong Siming loved in his heart would always be Feng Ling.

After hanging up, Si Wan's expression finally calmed down and told the old man the truth, "Grandfather, Siming is already at my grandfather's place."

Old Man Gong snorted coldly. "At least he's sensible. Let's go over and visit your grandfather as well."

Old Man Gong and Grandfather Si were both fellow comrades. They had experienced many trials and hardships together, and were very close. After the two of them met, they exchanged pleasantries. Grandpa Si teased, "Your body is useless now, right? "He's been recuperating for so long."

Old man Gong chuckled in response, "You won't die for now, old man. Your body is still strong and sturdy."

The two looked at each other and laughed. "Sit down and chat."

"Uncle Si, please have a good chat with my dad. I'll go to the kitchen to take a look." The palace mother went to the kitchen to help with the cooking. The father then said, "I will accompany you."

Grandfather Si laughed and turned to look after Si Wan, "Wanwan, come sit over here as well."

Si Wan secretly glanced at Gong Siming, who was sitting beside him, but he did not seem to care about Si Wan, instead he sat down on the sofa with the Old Master Gong and was glared at by him.

Gong Siming remained calm and collected, as if he did not realize anything.

Si Wan lowered her head, concealing a bitter smile, and hurriedly brought some tea over, and sat with her grandfather to the side.

"At least you have a conscience. Remember what grandpa likes."

Si Wan exclaimed, "Grandfather, what are you saying!"

It had been a long time since they had last met, and Si Wan had also missed his grandfather and grandfather very much. The ancestor of the palace was envious of them as they chatted, talking about matters that happened both at home and away, "Wanwan, you went to see old man Si and ignored him?"

Grandpa Si scoffed, "Wanwan is my granddaughter, what's gotten into you talking to me?"

Seeing that the two were about to argue again, Si Wan laughed, and immediately passed over some tea to fawn on them, "Grandfather, drink some tea, please."

The two scoffed. Gong Siming saw that Si Wan looked a little helpless, but her eyes remained calm and collected. "Grandfather, two days ago there was a problem with the company. The opponent has something to do with the army."

After the small incident, Gong Siming talked about matters of the company with the Old Master Gong and Grandfather Si. After analyzing the benefits and disadvantages, he explained everything clearly regarding the relationship between the interests and the military.

A few of them spoke with poise, and even if they were facing two experienced generals, the young Gong Siming was not one bit inferior to them, his speech was clear and orderly, with a slight fierce look congealing on his face, the corners of his eyes were extremely sharp and cold, his thin lips moved slightly, his low and hoarse voice flowed out, causing people to be intoxicated.

Si Wan hadn't seen Gong Siming like this for a long time, and was a little absent-minded when she saw her. Such an elegant and graceful Gong Siming, was completely different from the malicious way she treated him!