Chapter 171 Uncle

After Ming Dai understood the ins and outs, she was not irritated or angry and comforted Xia Ling:

"It doesn't matter. There are so many resort hotels near Yanjing. The worst we can do is find another one. We have enough time now."

"That's all."

Xia Ling just turned around while pushing the small suitcase.

Someone not far away recognized her:

"Miss Xia Ling?"

Xia Ling looked around and saw a very familiar face.

He is her younger uncle's right-hand secretary and accompanying secretary. Is her younger uncle also here?

As expected.

The accompanying secretary walked up to Xia Ling and Ming Dai, bowed and saluted, and then asked:

"Miss Xia Ling, are you here for vacation with your friends?"

"Well, I booked the room in advance, but I was just told that it was reserved." Xia Ling suddenly realized something was wrong, "Wait a minute, are you the ones who reserved the room?"

The secretary smiled: "Yes, Miss Xia. Sir, he just bought this resort the day before yesterday. He made an appointment with the team to discuss business here and experience the hotel's services."

Xia Ling twitched her lips: "My uncle, he really... has a wide range of investment hobbies."

The secretary smiled and did not answer.

"Since you two are here for vacation, let me arrange two more rooms."

"Two rooms? No, one room is enough for us!"

Xia Ling hugged Mingdai's shoulders happily, feeling extremely happy.

"That's great Dede! We don't have to find another hotel!"

Ming Dai smiled and nodded.

Little did they know that because of Xia Ling's attitude, the accompanying secretary became curious about Ming Dai and took a second look.

After all, the eldest lady of the Xia family is famous for her cold personality. Have you ever seen her smiling so intimately with anyone?

However, the accompanying secretary was busy all day long and had no time to watch TV or pay attention to online entertainment. When he saw the face under the brim of the peaked hat, he did not recognize Ming Dai. He was so surprised that his eyes stayed for a few seconds, then moved away and returned to work.

"Then you two can rest, I'll make arrangements at the front desk."

"good!"

Xia Ling thought for a while, and out of politeness, called her uncle again.

The other party was probably busy, so he waited for a long time before answering the phone. His voice was slightly hoarse and vaguely nasal:

"Xia Ling?"

"It's me!" Xia Ling couldn't help but ask after hearing the voice, "Uncle, are you sick?"

"It's just a cold."

Xia Ling said "Oh" twice, not daring to waste the busy man's time, and quickly told him about meeting his accompanying secretary at the front desk of the hotel.

The little uncle's smiling voice came:

"What a coincidence. You and your friends have a lot of fun these two days. If you need anything, just tell the hotel."

"Okay, uncle, go and do your work."

Xia Ling hung up the phone, and the accompanying secretary also completed the formalities and handed the room card to him.

"Do I need to send you two there?"

"No, I'm very familiar with it."

Xia Ling waved to him and led Mingdai away.

Mingdai: "As for your uncle, is he the one who came to your birthday last time?"

Ming Dai was also present at Xia Ling's birthday party that day, and she heard some rumors about Xia Ling's uncle. Although they were fragmented fragments and could not make up a complete story, it did not prevent Ming Dai from knowing about Xia Ling's little uncle.

My uncle is a great man.

"It's him."

"From your tone, it sounds like you are a little afraid of him?"

"It's not just fear! It should be said to be fear! Awe!"

"...So exaggerated?"

Xia Ling raised her finger and shook it.

"No, you don't understand. When I was a child, I thought my uncle was a fairy from the sky. I didn't even dare to breathe in front of him!"

As he spoke, Xia Ling recalled interesting things from his childhood——

She was only in her teens at that time, an age where she was ignorant and naive. Her grandmother took her to a temple to pay homage. When she came back, she met her uncle for the first time at her grandmother's house, and she was immediately astonished.

Her younger uncle was actually eight years older than her, and he was just a young man at the time. In Xia Ling's eyes, he thought it was an immortal from the Taoist temple mural who had come out, his clothes were as beautiful as snow, and his immortality was vague.

Xia Ling vaguely thought she was in the temple again, so she quickly imitated the movements taught by her grandmother and bowed to her uncle.

Moreover, he was so self-conscious that his uncle could not even stop him. Xia Ling, a teenager, had a stubborn temper and would kneel down when told to do so.

As a result, the family members who came after hearing the news saw him and laughed so hard that they couldn't breathe.

From then on, this incident became Xia Ling's black material and was often used as a joke.

Xia Ling wished that this memory would disappear from everyone's mind, and of course she would not tell it to Mingdai.

Even though Ming Dai found her expression strange, Xia Ling still shook her head firmly:

"No, I didn't laugh."

"Okay, okay."

Mingdai did not expose her.

In a blink of an eye, the room has arrived. The secretary thoughtfully prepared a suite facing the mountain view, with a full 360-degree curved floor-to-ceiling glass, elegant and simple decoration style, bamboo lanterns, pear wood tables, Go games, tea tables, etc.

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In the short time I entered the house, the sudden snow fell even harder, covering the late winter mountain scenery behind me with a thin layer of white, like a veil draped over the shoulders of a goddess, giving it a hazy feel.

If the beauty is present.

Ming Dai and Xia Ling stood at the door and admired the scenery for a while before turning around and continuing to pack their luggage.

Xia Ling: "Are you a little tired? I heard from your assistant that filming started at six in the morning. Do you want to take a nap first?"

"Then take a nap."

Ming Dai is indeed a little sleepy.

The sky is dark outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, with heavy snow falling all over the sky, and the east wind is biting, but the room is as warm as spring. It is really a good time to sleep.

Ming Dai simply washed up, changed her clothes, and lay on the bed for half an hour.

During this period, Xia Ling, who was sitting in front of the window reading, heard someone knocking on the door. It was her uncle who had specially sent warm tea and tea fruits. There were a few small tea fruits, made into persimmon shapes to suit the winter.

It's too beautiful to eat.

Xia Ling was a little greedy, but she also waited for Mingdai to wake up and eat together.

Before I knew it, the sky outside had darkened to almost twilight.

Mingdai finally got up with a full sleep and noticed the extra things in the room:

“Did the hotel send it to you?”

"My uncle sent it as a gift."

"Your uncle is really considerate." Mingdai couldn't help but admire.

"That's true." Xia Ling rarely agreed, "My uncle looks a bit fairy-like and hard to get in touch with, but he actually has a pretty good personality. When I was a child, I broke his things when I was disobedient, and he never once blamed me.

I."

For children, it is best to tolerate their elders.

So Xia Ling was in awe of her little uncle, but she also liked him.

"I just don't know what kind of aunt my ex-immortal uncle will find in the future... Hey, Dede, leave some for me!"

The girls sat cross-legged in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, eating snacks, drinking light tea, and occasionally talking and laughing.

The small red clay stove for warming tea burns quietly, spreading warmth.

The years are also peaceful.
Chapter completed!