"Don't make fun of me. This child looks like her grandmother. How could I admit my mistake?"
Yan Zhan: "She is not."
But because of Ming Lao's words, some doubts arose in my heart.
When he saw Manshu for the first time, he also felt that she was somewhat similar to the old lady, especially her eyes.
"It's really not true?" Mr. Ming was a little surprised, "Then this is really a coincidence."
However, there are countless people who look alike in the world.
If Yan Zhan hadn't brought the little girl, he wouldn't have noticed this.
"If Lao Yan saw her, he would probably think that she had something to do with my wife."
Ming Lao just said casually, and then looked at Manshu: "What's the name of the little girl?"
"Yan Manshu." Manshu smiled at him.
Be polite and well-behaved, but not too ingratiating.
"Your surname is Yan too?" Mr. Ming was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked at Yan Zhan.
Are you sure this has nothing to do with your family?
"Same pronunciation but different words, I am the color of the color." Manshu explained smoothly.
He indicated that he had no relationship with the Yan family.
At least, not yet.
"I thought it was fate that the Yan family had a little girl." After Mr. Ming figured it out, he stopped paying too much attention.
"Yan Zhan and I are going to play chess. I see that you are about the same age as Xiao Ming. Would you like him to take you to play for a while?"
Young Master Xiao Ming's face suddenly turned dark when he was called upon.
"Grandpa, how many times have I told you, don't call me Xiao Ming. And don't call me that in front of outsiders!"
Xiao Ming is responsible for the laughter of all primary school students. He resists this name, okay?
"Isn't Xiao Ming very nice?" Ming always had an expression on his face, "Why is it so difficult to raise children nowadays?"
"What's so nice about it? I don't have a name? My name is Mingyu!"
It's rare for Mr. Xiao Ming to get angry.
During the wonderful summer vacation, he gave up playing happily with his friends and came to City C to accompany the old man. He didn’t want him to be angry with him!
"Okay, Xiao Ming." Mr. Ming responded with a smile, and before he got angry again, "Take your sister to play next door."
Young Master Xiao Ming was so angry that he couldn't do anything to his grandfather.
He could only look at Manshu, with warning in his eyes: "You want to play with me?"
He is good-looking, and nine out of ten girls will seduce him when they see him.
He doesn't want to play with any sister at all!
Ever since he was little, women have been surrounding him like five hundred ducks.
Whether it was because of his appearance or family background, it annoyed Mingyu endlessly.
"No, I can just watch Mr. Ming and Mr. Yan play chess here." Manshu obviously understood Mingyu's implication.
She is not a child and needs someone to play with her.
You originally planned to just say hello to Yan Zhan and leave, but why are you forced to stay now?
Mingyu looked at Manshu with a look that said, "I guess you know what's interesting." Then he turned to his old man and said, "As you can see, he doesn't like to play with me."
"You brat!"
Mr. Ming is not a fool. He can't see that his grandson dislikes other people's dolls.
He suspected that if his grandson continued like this, he might not be able to find a girlfriend in the future.
After being scolded, Xiao Ming went to another room with peace of mind.
Manshu sat aside and watched the two playing chess.
Her Go skills can only be regarded as beginners. After returning to the Yan family in her previous life, she was taught by the old man.
However, it was one thing whether she was able to have sex, so she sat next to him obediently and gave the two of them some water, which made Ming Lao feel good again.
"The little girl is still considerate, but those brats in our family are annoying to watch."