Chapter 75

"Eat more. Don't worry about the rest. Uncle Yao knows to eat." an Xiaochu's emotions are written on his face. Qin Ziang knows that an Xiaochu is going to invite housekeeper Yao to dinner.

"All right!" an Xiaochu was a little dumbfounded about Qin Ziang's remark to break his mind.

The atmosphere was just right, without waves and waves. They had an unusually harmonious meal.

An Xiaochu put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a napkin in his hand, and glanced at Qin Ziang's face. There are still many dishes Qin Ziang picked for her on the plate, but she has such a stomach that she can't support it for a long time. According to Qin Ziang's personality, an Xiaochu was a little afraid that he felt that his behavior was rejecting his kindness.

Won't it blow up like this?

An Xiaochu deliberately explained.

"When you're full, go out with me and eat." before an Xiaochu spoke, Qin Ziang took the lead in breaking the silence.

Eh... I'm not angry! An Xiaochu put down his napkin and nodded with surprise in his eyes.

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Qin family mansion.

"Madam, this is the menu for the dinner the day after tomorrow. Do you think there is anything else that needs to be supplemented?" housekeeper Bai grew up in the old house of the Qin family since childhood. His son inherited his father's career and became the current housekeeper of the Qin family. He is only in his early thirties, but his meticulousness has been cultivated since childhood. Mrs. Qin is not worried that he will make mistakes.

"I'm sure you can handle things." Mrs. Qin took the list and looked at it, then handed it back to housekeeper Bai.

"Did you inform Ziang? That smelly boy lives in the same city, but he can't see anyone all year round. He should attend the family dinner anyway."

Mentioning her son, Mrs. Qin subconsciously put her hand in the middle of her eyebrows. Years treated her favorably, leaving no mark on her face. On the contrary, it made her gentle temperament more and more radiant under the baptism of time.

Her son has never let her worry less since childhood. Qin Ziang is excellent, but he has many problems. Now what worries Mrs. Qin most is his life. He is a big man in his third year. He doesn't even have a girlfriend.

Especially recently, Mrs. Qin has been worrying day and night.

"The young master has been in touch for a long time. He will attend on time on the evening of the third. By the way, madam. The old man and I will return home tomorrow evening. Will you pick it up in person or will I arrange someone?"

The old master and Lady of the Qin family cultivate themselves in Zurich all year round and rarely return home. Mrs. Qin thought in her heart, but she still didn't understand the intention of the two old men's sudden return to the country.

"No, I asked Zi ang to pick up the second old man. They haven't seen Zi ang for so long. They must be happy to see that the person who picked up the plane is Zi ang."

Mrs. Qin stroked the Su embroidery on the pillow of the sofa, and her smile spread from the bottom of her eyes.

Their family hasn't been so neat for a long time.

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"Qin Ziang, your phone." an Xiaochu, holding Qin Ziang's mobile phone in his hand, stood at the door of his cloakroom and shouted.

"Who is it?" Qin Ziang changed his wet clothes and heard an Xiaochu's voice.

Just now, they were going to go out for a walk to eliminate food. As a result, they went out for less than five minutes. It was raining heavily. Qin Ziang subconsciously protected an Xiaochu's head with his coat. When they ran back to the villa, Qin Ziang had become a drowned chicken. An Xiaochu was just a little wet on his sleeves.

"Mrs. Qin." an Xiaochu glanced at the caller ID and wondered who Mrs. Qin was.

"You answer it for me." why did his mother call him at this time? Qin Ziang's eyebrows were twisted into a knot, and the cell phone bell outside continued to ring intermittently.

"Me? No, this is your phone..." the current relationship between the two is a little unclear, but they are not close enough to receive and call each other.

An Xiaochu was a little embarrassed. He hesitated a little and hung up the phone in his hand.

It's also good. An Xiaochu's hanging heart took it back.

But before she put Qin Ziang's cell phone down, the phone rang again.

"It's so difficult to ask you to answer the phone? Don't think about who I was drenched like this." before an Xiaochu spoke, Qin Ziang had cut off her retreat.

"Hello," Anxiao said tentatively, greeting softly.

"Who are you?" Mrs. Qin was stunned with an antique telephone in her hand. How could Qin Ziang's mobile phone be in the hands of a young girl? The answer is self-evident!

The corners of Mrs. Qin's lips, which were hanging just now, gradually lifted up, and there was a smile in her eyebrows and eyes. Ziang, a smelly boy, didn't tell her about something, which made her worry for nothing. She thought that her son was really a couple with Su Di like the rumors outside!

"I'm Qin Ziang's..." an Xiao said at the beginning of the first day. She doesn't know what she is to Qin Ziang now!

"Qin Ziang is changing clothes. Would you please call back later?"

Mrs. Qin pricked her ears and waited with joy for an Xiaochu's answer. Who knows, an Xiaochu changed the subject halfway through. But this topic is also very hot. I'm changing my clothes!

change one's clothes! Lonely men and women change clothes together at night. They want to know what's going on with their toes!

"Am I interrupting you? OK, keep busy."

Mrs. Qin hung up quickly, her gentle and beautiful face full of satisfaction. Qin Ziang has news, that is, the next generation of their Qin family will soon have news.

Thinking about it, Mrs. Qin could no longer sit still. She picked up the microphone and dialed a string of numbers.

An Xiaochu was suddenly hung up. For some reason, he took the mobile phone down from his ear and had some doubts between his eyebrows. How did she feel that the 'Mrs. Qin' had something to say just now!

"Hang up?" Qin Ziang stepped out of the cloakroom, wiping his hair with a white towel in his hand.

An Xiaochu followed his question in the twinkling of an eye, and his sight naturally fell on his chest with only one button.

"You've been inside for so long, have you worn this?" an Xiaochu pretended to be calm and moved his eyes away from Qin Ziang's chest. The tone of the question was very surprised.

"Not good-looking?" Qin Ziang hung his head and wiped his hair on his hands.

An Xiaochu opened his mouth and looked at Qin Ziang's relaxed appearance. He didn't know what to answer.

Qin Zi'ang seems not to take this seriously. If he mentions it rashly, he seems to be very concerned about him. So, stop talking!

"Don't be stunned. Wipe my hair." Qin Ziang saw that an Xiaochu had nothing to say. The light in his eyes flashed and stuffed the towel into an Xiaochu's hand.

The soft touch of the towel made an Xiaochu a little embarrassed. In her impression, wiping her hair was quite ambiguous.

"Why, don't you want to be responsible for me? I did it all for you!"

Aware of an Xiaochu's hesitation, Qin Ziang used the simplest and most effective method.

After this period of time, he can probably feel where an Xiaochu's weakness is. She doesn't love to owe others!

be responsible for! An Xiaochu raised his eyebrows and said he was incompetent to accept Qin Ziang's words!

"Can you speak without so much 'connotation'!"

It's windy outside and warm inside. An Xiaochu casually wiped a few for Qin Ziang, and ran away in his warm eyes.

This night, due to the rainstorm, an Xiaochu lived in the villa. Across a wall, their thoughts tangled in their dreams.

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The next day, the weather cleared up.

An Xiaochu opened the curtains with a dazed eye. Her room is facing the garden. With only one eye, she can have a panoramic view of the situation outside.

"Isn't that where I planted the blue witch last time?" an Xiaochu opened his eyes and made sure he was right, so he murmured.

It's only half a month. It's sprouting! Is the blue witch so easy to feed?

An Xiaochu spent some time in the florist, but he still had some basic common sense. In a hurry to pack up himself, an Xiaochu turned and went downstairs to find housekeeper Yao.

"You say that. The young master has specially asked someone to take care of it. Of course, it looks good." housekeeper Yao Yaoyao pointed to the flower field planted with a blue Witch and solved an Xiaochu's doubts.

"Some time ago, I didn't know what the young master thought. He began to care about these little things. He even found the gardener himself. Xiaochu, do you know what happened to the young master?"

Housekeeper Yao is so old that he can't understand such things between men and women.

But he knows, but it doesn't mean an Xiaochu knows! Remembering what the two children had done, housekeeper Yao felt it necessary to help his young master.

"Ah? I... where do I know Qin Ziang? He is the most difficult person to guess. Oh, uncle Yao, I remember. I still have something upstairs. I'll get it!"

She thought she knew why Qin Ziang did it, but she didn't dare to face it. This is the first time that someone put the involvement between them on the table so clearly!

An Xiaochu rushed upstairs in confusion. On the way, he met Qin Ziang downstairs. They almost hit each other.

Just a few words from housekeeper Yao raised an Xiaochu like this. Now she suddenly saw the Lord, and she was even more flustered.

"Good morning..." Qin Ziang's greeting hasn't finished yet. An Xiaochu has disappeared.

Early in the morning, what is an Xiaochu doing?

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"An Xiaochu?" Qin Ziang parked his car in front of the coffee shop where an Xiaochu went to work. Seeing that an Xiaochu was still stunned and motionless, he simply started to push an Xiaochu.

"Ah? When I arrive, I'll get off right away." an Xiaochu suddenly regained his mind. Seeing Qin Ziang's handsome face, a heat naturally rose.

Jiang is still old and spicy. Housekeeper Yao has only said a few words, which makes her in a trance all morning!

An Xiaochu secretly told himself to be calm. It's nothing, but the more he thinks about it, the more flustered he is. Her hand trembled when she unfastened her seat belt.

Stumbling, an Xiaochu pushed open the door and wanted to leave the environment that flustered her.

But the back hand stretched out in time, not as she wished.