After grabbing a few bites of rice, Yi Yao went out in a hurry and headed straight to grandma Lan Peiying's house.
It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and Ling Suhua and her grandmother Lan Peiying were having dinner, but there was an unfamiliar face on the table. He was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and his movements were elegant, and he looked very elegant and disgusting.
Yi Yao guessed that this person should be Ling Suhua's blind date, and without saying hello, he went to the kitchen to get bowls and chopsticks and sat at the dining table to eat.
Feeling that this was not enough, he put one foot on the stool next to him and immediately assumed the posture of a Liangshan hero.
"The fish is pretty good, and grandma is good at cooking. These pig's trotters are a little bit interesting."
Yi Yao sat down to eat, which seemed very rude. Normally Lan Peiying would have been angry.
But this time, instead of being angry, Lan Peiying responded to her with a smile: "Your mother made the pig's trotters, it has nothing to do with me."
Yi Yao waved his hand and said in a long voice: "Oh - that's right."
At this time, Ling Suhua finally realized the embarrassment and immediately explained to the man next to him: "Lao Li, don't mind, this is..."
But before Ling Suhua finished speaking, she was interrupted by Yi Yao. She looked at Ling Suhua and squinted her eyes and said, "You are getting older, so you don't have to be so straightforward, right?" Turning to look at Lao Li, Yi Yao looked apologetic.
: "Don't be offended, I am a straightforward person. I forgot to introduce myself. I am the daughter of Ling Suhua and Yi Chengwen. My name is Yi Yao. If you marry Ling Suhua, you will be my stepfather. We will have plenty of time to interact with each other in the future.
"
Yi Yao was obviously causing trouble on purpose, and Ling Suhua was already a little angry. She wanted to get up and educate Yi Yao, but she was suppressed by Lan Peiying's eyes.
It can be seen that grandma Lan Peiying does not like the man named Lao Li in front of her. As for why she doesn't like him, Yi Yao can also guess a rough idea.
"I think it's a bit inconvenient today. How about we meet again another day."
The man named Lao Li was quite sensible, and it was obvious that Yi Yao had a strong opinion of him, so he immediately looked for an opportunity to escape.
Ling Suhua sent Lao Li out, and when she saw her explaining that Yi Yao was not usually like this, Yi Yao felt an inexplicable feeling of success as a villain.
After seeing off Lao Li and sitting down at the dinner table, Ling Suhua's expression was already terrifying.
Yi Yao turned away, but still said angrily: "Ling Suhua, I'm not talking about you, you are too specific in looking at people. Isn't this easier to find than ours? Which university is he a professor at?"
When Yi Yao said this, Lan Peiying, who had always been serious about words, couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Yi Yao looked surprised: "No, you really asked me to say it accurately? Ling Suhua, do you have any plot against the professor?"
After all, Ling Suhua couldn't help it. Seeing that Lan Peiying was still there, she carried Yi Yao, who hadn't finished eating, into the bedroom next to her.
He raised his leg and kicked Yi Yao on the butt, followed by: "Yi Yao, are you here to cause trouble?!"
Yi Yao didn't resist. He patted the footprints on his butt and pointed his butt towards Ling Suhua deliberately: "If you want to relieve your anger, just give me another kick. Anyway, I know that hitting the son's body hurts the mother's heart, so just hit her."
As soon as Yi Yao mastered the operation, Ling Suhua had already lost her temper.
At this moment, Yi Yao stopped being stupid, walked to Ling Suhua, sat down and asked her seriously: "Ling Suhua, are you really planning to find a stepfather for me? You and Lao Yi..."
Ling Suhua seemed a little lonely. Yi Yao had never seen that kind of emotion in the past few decades.
"Stop talking, I don't want to mention him."
In the evening, Yi Yao stayed at Lan Peiying's house. This was the first time mother and daughter slept together in the same bed since graduating from college.
Ling Suhua thought Yi Yao would talk a lot about Lao Yi, but she didn't expect Yi Yao to fall asleep and said inexplicably: "I'll take you somewhere tomorrow and go to bed early."
The next day, Ling Suhua got up very early, and when Yi Yao woke up, Ling Suhua had already made breakfast.
Yi Yao could see that what she said last night successfully aroused Ling Suhua's curiosity, and she deliberately ate slowly until Ling Suhua ran out of patience and then packed up and went out.
Yi Yao took Ling Suhua back to Fengya Garden.
Arriving at the door of the house, Ling Suhua suddenly stopped: "You just want to bring me here?"
Seeing that Ling Suhua was about to leave, Yi Yao had already opened the door: "Go in and take a look. Maybe there is something you want to know."
When she looked at Yi Yao again, she was already standing in front of Yi Chengwen's study. Yi Chengwen had already gone to class and the study was locked.
Yi Yao pushed but didn't push away. Ling Suhua couldn't help but laugh and said: "The house is locked, why do you have to open it?"
Without thinking, Yi Yao directly found the key from under the flower pot next to him and opened the door: "Ling Suhua, you are also a straight person. You just can't understand Yi Chengwen's thoughts. Where has Yi Chengwen hidden the key for so many years?
Do not know at all?"
When Ling Suhua opened the door, although she was mentally prepared, she was still surprised and speechless when she saw the bookshelf that was mostly empty.
"Where's Yi Chengwen's book?" Ling Suhua obviously discovered the difference.
Yi Yao was already sitting next to the desk at this moment, fiddling with the pen and ink that Yi Chengwen regarded as a treasure while replying: "You don't think that Lao Yi really hides his beauty in the golden house, do you? Yi Chengwen sold those books."
"Sell? Why sell? Those ancient books are Yi Chengwen's favorite. Back then, Yi Chengwen was reluctant to buy the car when he was tens of thousands yuan short. Why..."
After saying this, Ling Suhua reacted instantly and looked at Yi Yao in disbelief: "The money your Uncle Yan lent me is..."
Seeing Yi Yao nodding, Ling Suhua suddenly realized.
"Lao Yi didn't let me tell you, for fear of hurting your self-esteem. I have to stop saying it, otherwise you would really have to find me a stepfather." Yi Yao sighed, suddenly feeling poor: "It's all your fault.
The business is doing pretty well, but if something goes wrong, Lao Yi might have to sell the house as well, and then we, father and daughter, will really end up on the street."
Ling Suhua was stunned for a long time, and she didn't know what she was really thinking in her heart at this moment.
A little angry, but was it because Yi Chengwen helped him, or did he think Yi Chengwen didn't tell him? There was also some melancholy and regret, but more of it was...shocked.
She couldn't believe that Yi Chengwen, who had always been dull, could actually do such a romantic thing.
Anger, melancholy, regret, shock, these emotions were intertwined together, making Ling Suhua, who had always been strong, suddenly unable to control herself.
Yi Chengwen got off work at around four in the afternoon, but when he got home it was already after seven in the evening and it was already very dark.
Yi Chengwen, who was wearing work clothes, saw Yi Yao returning a lot of food on the dining table as soon as he entered the door, and immediately went to the bedroom to change clothes.
"Why are you wearing this outfit again?" Yi Yao raised his voice deliberately and asked Yi Chengwen: "Did you go to Ling Suhua's place to help again?"
In front of his daughter, Yi Chengwen did not hide anything: "I have purchased a lot these days, so I went over to help. Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I just treat it as exercise." Looking at the sumptuous dinner on the table, Yi Chengwen was incredulous
Looking at Yi Yao: "When did you learn to cook?"
"How can I cook? You praise me too much." Yi Yao said and sat down to eat.
Yi Chengwen was even more surprised: "Then who cooked these dishes?"
Yi Yao raised his head and pointed his chin behind Yi Chengwen, "Here, the rightful owner is over there."
When Yi Chengwen turned around, he saw Ling Suhua standing behind him.