After Zheng Quan left, Mrs. Leng opened the paper bag and pulled out a five-inch photo. In the photo, Xu Yaxuan hugged Ke'er lightly, and a subtle kiss fell on the corner of her lips.
This scene is so familiar, isn't it the scene where classmates get together?
Mrs. Leng frowned tightly, with a sharp look on her face. She slowly put the photo back into the paper bag, placed it on the coffee table, and looked out the window with a look that was a bit deep and a bit disappointed.
At this time, the knock on the door rang again. Xiaoqin got up again and opened the door, but a domestic servant said to Mrs. Leng: "Madam, the young master is back with Miss Tang."
Mrs. Leng slowly turned around, with a faint smile on her lips, and slowly said one word: "Okay"
Leng Chunfeng walked towards Ke'er in the air-conditioned hall with a calm and restrained aura. Leng Jianan kept holding her hand, caring about her inner nervousness, although she looked calm on her face.
The little hand warmed by him trembled slightly
"Hello, Uncle Leng." Ke'er nodded and said hello. Her slight smile made her very likeable.
Leng Chunfeng had no impression of Ke'er, whom he had only met once. He had long forgotten that she had been Lin Shaofeng's female companion. When he saw Ke'er, he was only visually satisfied.
A smile appeared on his face, losing some of the indifference and sharpness, and gaining a bit of the kindness of the elders.
"Ke'er yes" He called her name affectionately, which made Ke'er a little flattered. But because of his approachability, the tension in Ke'er's heart was immediately erased unconsciously.
Ke'er smiled slightly: "Yes, Uncle Leng, this is a gift from me to your uncle. I don't know whether he is satisfied with it or not."
As she spoke, she handed a beautifully packaged small box to Leng Chunfeng. Leng Chunfeng took it with a smile, removed the wrapping paper, and took out a retro pipe inside the box.
He nodded approvingly and said, "Well, Ke'er is very discerning. I like it very much. Thank you for your little gift."
"As long as uncle likes it," Ke'er felt relaxed all over.
After collecting the gifts, Leng Chunfeng said: "By the way, Jianan, take Ke'er to see your mother."
"Yes." Leng Jianan nodded and walked towards a small living room with Ke'er.
There is actually Mrs. Leng's tea room. She has nothing to do at home. She just likes to sit there drinking tea and enjoying the sunshine coming in from the large floor-to-ceiling windows.
Leng Jianan knocked on the door gently, and Xiaoqin opened the door and welcomed the two of them in.
Mrs. Leng looked at Jia Nan, her face showed the kindness that only a mother can have, and she called out kindly: "Nan'er, you're back."
After saying that, his eyes lightly swept over Ke'er's face, and he nodded lightly.