Huangfu Lin sipped the tea in the cup carelessly and did not answer.
Han Shaoqi came to see him before, and he knew that Mr. Han would ask him out, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.
It seems that even the usually steady old man cannot sit still for the sake of his only precious grandson.
Seeing Huangfu Lin's silence, Mr. Han continued, "Qi'er fucking forced him to go on a blind date. Qi'er put down his harsh words and refused to marry Yaoyao. I think Qi'er is sincere about Yaoyao this time."
The blue and white porcelain cup fell on the table, making a dull sound. Huangfu Lin's tone was very calm, "If I remember correctly, Mother Han has always been in trouble."
"That was before. She saw everything Yaoyao did for Qi'er."
Huangfu Lin smiled and said, "Yaoyao is still young and there are many things she is not sensible about. I want to keep her by my side for a few more years."
Obviously, this means that the marriage is not accepted.
Mr. Han was just about to speak, but Huangfu Lin suddenly changed the subject, "Didn't the old man invite me out for tea? Why did we talk about Yaoyao?"
Mr. Han had no choice but to swallow his words and sighed in his heart, Qi'er, it's not that grandpa doesn't help you, it's that grandpa has tried his best.
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After walking out of Jinbi Club, Azhong had already driven his car and was waiting.
When I saw my boss coming out, I quickly opened the car door.
"Go back to Mid-Levels." After Huangfu Lin ordered, he bent down and got into the car.
However, at the moment when he lowered his head, he suddenly couldn't see anything in front of his eyes, it was completely dark.
Caught off guard, he tilted his body and almost hit the roof of the car.
"Boss, what's wrong with you?" Azhong quickly came over to help him.
Mr. Han, who had just come out of the club, saw this and hurried forward to ask: "Mr. Huangfu, are you okay?"
Huangfu Lin tried hard to close his eyes, open them, close them again, and open them again, and finally the light returned bit by bit.
"It's okay," he said with a faint smile, "I'm a little hypoglycemic, it's an old problem."
Mr. Han nodded, "Young people should not work too hard and pay more attention to their health."
Huangfu Lin nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Han, for your concern."
At this time, the driver of the Han family had already driven the car over. Uncle Li helped Mr. Han get into the car. Soon, the car drove away slowly.
Huangfu Lin breathed a sigh of relief and said to Azhong, "Let's go."
Azhong nodded, waited for him to sit down in the back seat, slammed the car door, then trotted into the cab and drove out.
After driving for a while, I saw Huangfu Lin in the rearview mirror looking tired and leaning on the back of the chair with his eyes closed, rubbing his eyebrows from time to time. He couldn't help but ask, "Boss, are you really okay?"
He has been driving for his boss for so many years, but I have never heard of him suffering from hypoglycemia.
Huangfu Lin said calmly, "It's okay, I just felt a little uncomfortable suddenly."
"Do you want to go to the hospital?"
"No need, let's go back to Mid-Levels."
"Yes." Azhong stopped talking and concentrated on driving.
Although Huangfu Lin appeared calm and downplayed on the surface, he was secretly frightened in his heart.
Frank said before that headaches are a sequelae of surgery, so is temporary blindness also a sequelae?
Returning to the mountainside villa, while changing his shoes, he asked his servant, "Is Mr. Frank back?"
The servant took his shoes and said respectfully, "He's back. He's in his own bedroom upstairs."
"Well," Huangfu Lin nodded, "Go and ask him to come to my study. I'll see him if I have anything to do."