Bai Twelve's body bones gradually improved, and the long-lost rosiness appeared on his soft and gentle face.
Bai Wanjun was very happy and relieved. When Bai Twelve went downstairs to stroke the guqin, she prepared a sumptuous dinner for Bai Twelve.
Not only rich, but also delicious,
No one understands Bai Twelve's taste better than Bai Wanjun, including the old man who has been lying on the rocking chair for many years and never got off. He can't fully understand his grandson's living habits. Of course, he doesn't need to be so subtle.
buzz,
Bai Twelve played the piano and stopped the sound,
Taking the hot towel from Bai Wanjun and wiping his face and palms, he sat down with a smile, picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the fresh tofu.
Raising his eyebrows slightly, Bai Twelve sighed: "The craftsmanship is as superb as ever."
"As long as you like it." Bai Wanjun smiled and poured a cup of freshly brewed hot tea for Bai Twelve.
Unexpectedly, Bai Twelve only took two bites before he put down his bowl and chopsticks, wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "Wanjun, I want to ask you something."
"Yeah." Bai Wanjun was slightly dazed, her eyes fell on her husband,
"I heard that Xue Gui of the Xue family was assassinated, and the eldest young master of the Jiang family also passed away the day before yesterday. I don't know how many other families there are, but I heard my subordinates discussing in private that a lot of high-profile people should have died in Yanjing." Bai Twelve He frowned slightly and said, "Who killed them?"
When Bai Wanjun heard this, she couldn't help but smile and comfort her: "That's an external matter. You, just take care of yourself and take good care of yourself. You don't need to think too much about this kind of thing."
Bai Twelve nodded slightly and said slowly: "I don't want to think too much, but, I want to know that these things have nothing to do with our Bai family and have nothing to do with you, right?"
Bai Wanjun put down her chopsticks and became silent.
Seeing Bai Wanjun like this, Bai Twelve felt a slight suddenness in his heart and asked with difficulty: "Really, it was you who did it."
Bai Wanjun remained silent and did not answer.
There is no way to simply say who did this. After all, the people involved in this matter exerted too many and complicated efforts. Even world-class families as far away as the United States were involved.
Bai Wanjun didn't want Bai Twelve to think about these issues. What he needed was a simple life. From another perspective, Bai Wanjun didn't want to deceive Bai Twelve, so at this time, the only thing he could do was to remain silent and endless. silence,
"Alas," Bai Twelve took a sip of tea, shook his head slightly and said, "Can't you just be fine?"
Bai Wanjun couldn't tell whether her husband was speaking to herself or the culprit, but it was not difficult to tell that Bai Twelve was in a low mood, even... a little disappointed.
Disappointed in whom,
Bai family,
Own,,
Bai Wanjun's heart tightened,
But at this moment, she couldn't say or do anything. She just forced a smile and said: "You only took two bites, please eat some more."
"Bad appetite." Bai Twelve shook his head gently, stood up and said, "I want to take a nap."
Bai Wanjun showed a hint of sadness, and hurriedly stood up to help Bai Twelve.
Bai Twelve did not refuse, but his eyes were a little sad and sentimental, as if he felt extremely uncomfortable about these things.
But she is his wife. No matter what she does, Bai Twelve believes that she should support her. Even if she is uncomfortable or unhappy, she cannot object.
After sending Bai Twelve back to his room to rest, Bai Wanjun quietly left the bedroom and returned to the living room.
"Wan Lao."
Bai Wanjun came to the courtyard where Wan Hai lived,
"Miss, you have something to do with me." Wan Hai stood up dully, with an indifferent look on his face.
In the Bai family, no one has ever regarded Wan Hai as a servant, and no one dares to do so. In addition, Bai Wanjun is not a self-righteous woman, so she has great respect for Wan Hai.
"I want to see grandpa." Bai Wanjun said,
In the Bai family, except for Wan Hai, everyone who meets Mr. Bai must report through him, even Bai Twelve, there is no exception.
When Wan Hai heard this, he said with a troubled expression: "Miss, the old man doesn't want to see outsiders recently."
"An outsider." Bai Wanjun frowned slightly, "Am I considered an outsider?"
"Miss, you are being a bit fussy." Wan Hai shook his head helplessly and said, "The master is old after all. Since he wants to be quiet, we naturally can't disturb him."
"But I have something urgent." Bai Wanjun said every word,
"If something really happens, you can tell me." Wan Hai's attitude was quite firm.
Bai Wanjun stared deeply at Wan Hai, with a meaningful expression between his brows, and asked slowly: "Wan Lao, I asked you before, are you working for grandpa or the Bai family, and what do you think about yourself? Do you still have an impression of your answer?"
"How can Wan Hai forget the conversation with you, Miss?" Wan Hai said calmly,
"In that case, what I want to ask now has a lot to do with the Bai family. Why don't you let me see grandpa?" Bai Wanjun's face looked slightly stiff,
"First of all, it's not that I don't let you see the master, it's because the master doesn't want to see outsiders. Secondly," Wan Hai said calmly, "You did ask me before, and I gave you the answer. I am I work for the Bai family, but the Bai family belongs to the master."
"What's the difference to me whether you serve the Bai family or the master?" Wan Hai said word by word, "I have to listen to the master. I'm sorry, miss."
When Bai Wanjun heard this, he stopped talking and lowered his head slightly. After thinking for a moment, he slowly raised it and said calmly: "Wan Lao, please tell me a message."
"Please tell me." Wan Hai said respectfully,
"Twelve is in a bad mood and not too happy. If you can, when you achieve your goal, consider Twelve's mood. At least, don't let him be too disappointed." Bai Wanjun said,
"Don't worry, miss, I will convey it to you." Wan Hai nodded lightly.
"Thanks."
…
creak,
creak,
The curvature of the rocking chair is very small, but perhaps Mr. Bai's body is too burly, so this rocking chair with excellent workmanship and high quality cannot help but make painful sounds. The old man's white hair is scattered on the rocking chair, as if Old Shupi's hands were also resting loosely on the armrests. He looked like an old man enjoying the shade, quite comfortable.
Wan Hai stood beside the old man, with his head slightly bowed, expressing his respect for his master.
Different from facing Bai Wanjun, Wan Hai's respect for the old man comes from emotion, while for Bai Wanjun, it comes from status. He understands this gap, and Bai Wanjun also knows it in his heart, but no one has pointed it out.
"The young lady hopes to take care of the young master's emotions in the overall situation. Maybe the young master does feel uncomfortable with things outside." Wan Hai said,
The rocking chair was still rocking gently, and the old man on the rocking chair closed his eyes and said, "Where is she."
"Miss." Wan Hai was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said, "Miss may not be happy. After all, it is very difficult for her to even see you now."
"She has been happy for too long." Mr. Bai slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were like lightning.
Hearing this, Wan Hai's body trembled slightly. First he lowered his head, then raised his head with a slight struggle, and asked hesitantly: "Master, will the eldest lady really rebel against you?"
Mr. Bai closed his eyes, exerted a little force on his waist, and allowed his whole body to rock back and forth along with the curvature of the rocking chair.
As for Wan Hai's heart-wrenching question, he chose to remain silent.
