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235. Meeting 30 years late(1/3)

"Then I'll go back first. Uncle, if you have anything, call me anytime."

After having a quick lunch with Liu Xin'an and his son, Pei Zhuxuan glanced at the time, stood up, and said politely to Liu Zhengjiang.

Liu Zhengjiang had also finished eating. At this time, he was in the stage of rest and digestion. He nodded: "Go and get busy. Xin'an will go see Zhuxun off."

"okay."

Liu Xin'an nodded and stood up with Pei Zhuxuan.

Then he saw Pei Zhuxuan bowing goodbye to his father at the door. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he bowed along with him by accident.

Liu Zhengjiang was stunned by this. To be honest, he had never seen his son so honest.

It was definitely not realistic to send Bae Zhuhyun to the company, so Liu Xin'an just followed Bae Zhuhyun into the elevator and then sent this person to the underground garage.

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

The little hand hit the coat, and the muffled sound revealed Miss Bae Zhuhyun's mood at this time.

She didn't have time to argue with this man when she went to the supermarket just now. Now that she was leaving, she decided to talk to Liu Xin'an.

And Liu Xin'an, who was in the wrong, also knew why his girlfriend was hitting him angrily now. Although it didn't hurt, if he wanted to calm this man down, he had to put on a pitiful expression.

"I'm sorry Juhyun, I'm too self-righteous."

Naturally, what made her angry was that Liu Xin'an didn't tell her in advance about such a big thing as Liu Zhengjiang's arrival.

This is my boyfriend's father. As a woman, how could she say that she didn't even go to pick him up?

Even if her uncle understands that her job requires secrecy and it is best to avoid places like the airport where people are easily exposed, then she should solemnly express her wishes.

This is a very important etiquette issue.

Pei Zhuxuan knew that Liu Xin'an was afraid that she would get mad and pester him to go to the airport with her. She also felt Liu Xin'an's care and concern for her, but this was not the reason for this person to hide such things.

Fortunately, I know it now. If Pei Zhuxuan didn't know about it until one day in the future, it might be really awkward for a while.

"In the future, you can't hide anything about your uncle, aunt, and Cheng Lu's parents from me."

After fighting for a while, her anger subsided, Pei Zhuxuan lowered her head and spoke softly.

"Well, I'm sorry. I won't hide this kind of thing from you in the future. You can't hide it from me when your uncle and aunt come over."

"What am I hiding from you? When the time comes, you have to pick up my parents, drive them out to play, treat them to dinner, and do everything else."

"Yes, yes." Liu Xin'an smiled and agreed to everything.

Bae Zhuhyun was just angry, angry that he didn't clarify this in advance.

Soon, she got into her car.

The driver's seat window slowly rolled down, and Pei Zhuhyun, who was sitting in the driver's seat, held the steering wheel with both hands, and partially pulled down the mask on her face, revealing her beautiful face.

She looked up at Liu Xin'an, thought for a few seconds, then pursed her lips and waved to him.

After saying "Bo~", Liu Xin'an showed a silly smile.

"I'm going to the company first. If you have anything, you must contact me at any time, you know?"

"Don't worry, I won't hide anything from you again. I thought it was too easy this time. I'm sorry, Zhuhyun."

"Forget it, I don't blame you. I also know that you are thinking about me. Okay, I'll leave first. When are you and your uncle planning to go to your aunt's place?"

"I guess it will take a while. I will tell you when I go."

Pei Zhuxuan nodded, looked up again and glanced at Liu Xin'an's ears. Then her face turned red and the car window slowly rose.

"Let's go."

After a brisk farewell, Pei Zhuxuan started the car and gradually disappeared from Liu Xin'an's sight.

Soon, Liu Xin'an returned home.

Liu Zhengjiang was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding the remote control and pressing it non-stop.

He has learned Korean over the years. Although his accent is definitely not as good as that of people who have lived here all year round, it is not difficult for him to communicate in the most basic way and read it.

Don't underestimate a man's determination to work hard for the woman he loves.

The hard-working gene passed down from generation to generation in the Liu family is not an illusion.

"What time should we go there, Dad."

"Let us go there in the afternoon. Your mother seems to have gone out to play with your uncle."

Thinking of the phone call he made to Park Jung-sook not long ago, Liu Zhengjiang couldn't control the smile on his face.

He even heard his brother-in-law's helpless laughter when his wife said she would meet later.

We are all adults, and just from that smile, Liu Zhengjiang can already tell that his brother-in-law is actually similar to him.

Bae Joo Hyun is right, that Park Jin Young, like him, is a man who is full of love for Park Jung Sook.

It's just that he is love, and the other person is family affection.

But this is only a difference in approach; fundamentally they are the same type of people.

So...he is actually not as nervous now as he was at the beginning.

"How often do you meet Zhuhyun now?"

"The two of us? About three days, what's wrong, dad?"

"When she gets busy in the future and you don't see each other for a month or two, how are you going to handle it?"

"I..." Liu Xin'an was subconsciously preparing to answer, but after seeing his father's serious expression, he seemed to understand something, "Dad, don't worry too much about me, don't you still know who I am?"

Unable to restrain his loneliness and do some strange things, how could he be able to do such a thing?

"I still have games."

"...I'm too lazy to complain about you. It's a good thing you met Zhuhyun, otherwise I really doubt whether you would live your whole life with games."

"Honestly... it's possible."

"Get lost."

His father's scolding made Liu Xin'an happily "go out" into the workroom.

Get to work Get to work!

Two days of practice have allowed Liu Xin'an to master many skills in stone modeling and clay.

In one afternoon, a "little rabbit" that he was quite satisfied with gradually took shape in his hands.

Ah, of course, there is no coloring or polishing, it is just a rabbit shape, and there is still a long way to go before it is actually finished.

But even so, he felt very accomplished.

Carefully put the "little rabbit" on the tray, then hold the tray and go out.

"Dad, can you tell what this is?"

Liu Zhengjiang, who was watching TV, subconsciously looked at Liu Xin'an, then stared at the tray in Liu Xin'an's hand and the strange thing on the tray, in a daze.

"What is this? Plasticine?"

"Like, can you see what I did?"

"..." Liu Zhengjiang became serious. It was obvious that he needed to answer correctly here to increase Liu Xin'an's self-confidence. After all, they were father and son, and he knew very well that his son liked to hear praise from others.

small book booth

In other words, he must guess correctly!

but...

Liu Xin'an would be really confused if he didn't give any hints.

"...It's an animal, right?"

"Oh! Can you see it?"

"A little bit, there are still some gaps, but it's already pretty good. Why, why do you suddenly want to do crafts?"

Liu Zhengjiang started to practice Tai Chi. Anyway, he had already guessed the general direction. As long as he gave some simple guidance, Liu Xin'an would figure out that he had already answered the question correctly.

This was indeed the case. Liu Xin'an didn't think too much, but answered his father's question seriously.

“It’s almost 100 days since I’ve been dating Zhuhyun, and I want to give her something as a gift.”

"Well, a proper little romance is necessary, and you're right about that."

"Then I'll continue my work. Sit down and call me if you need anything."

"OK."

Busy time always passes quickly.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Xin'an officially parked his car downstairs at his uncle's house.
To be continued...
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