"The master said that he just wanted to treat Miss Xiahou to a meal, so the young master does not need to worry."
"You mean, my father only invited Xiyue?" He didn't ask his son to go with him? The corners of Xiahou Xiyue's mouth couldn't help but twitch. She found that the two fathers and sons were really unfamiliar. She came.
She has been here for so long, and she has never seen the two father and son have a meal.
"Yes." The servant nodded and said.
"I can't agree to this for now. I want to ask Xiyue's opinion. Yuanqing, go to the study and ask Xiyue to come down." Duanmu Xiu is currently in the study processing documents sent by the company.
"I'll go right away." Yuan Qing nodded and immediately turned around and walked to the study. Recently, the young master and Xiyue have become very strange. Xiyue, who used to have a good relationship with her, is now a stranger to her. She doesn't want to talk to him.
She talked and stopped kissing her, which made her sad for a long time. She thought she would turn her back on people after flying on a branch and turning into a phoenix. But what made her feel even more strange was that the young master's attitude towards the servants had changed.
He always looked cold, expressionless, and kept away from strangers, but now he can smile and take the initiative to talk to their servants. He is completely different from before.
Yuan Qing didn't know what happened between the two of them, but she liked the current young master very much, but Xiyue's attitude made her very sad.
She came to the study door, knocked twice, and then waited for the person inside to respond.
After a while, the door of the study room was opened, and a tired-looking Xiahou Xiyue (whose soul was built by Duanmu Xiu) walked out of it. He didn't even look at her, but said in a condescending manner: "You want me to help you?"
What's the matter?"
"Xiyue, the young master is calling you down from the hall." This arrogant attitude is sad. She used to be so easy-going and easy to get along with others, but now... ugh...
"Do you know what happened?" Duanmu Xiu reached out and rubbed his throbbing forehead, then walked downstairs and asked casually.
"The master has sent someone to invite you over for dinner. The young master wants to ask your opinion." If she didn't look exactly like Xiahou Xiyue, she would have thought that the person in front of her was someone else pretending to be her. Looking at her back,
Yuan Qing couldn't help but feel sad.
The old man invited Xiahou Xiyue to have a meal. This meal must be the Hongmen Banquet. Duanmu Xiu paused for a moment, and a sarcastic sneer appeared on the corner of his lips. It was so dark that he planned to come to light it up.
Even the master wants to invite her to dinner. It is estimated that her marriage to the young master is not far away, and she will become their hostess in the future, Yuan Qing thought to herself.
Duanmu Xiu came to the hall and recognized the person sent by Duanmu Dingtian at a glance.
"You're here. My father said he would invite you to dinner. I want to ask your opinion." Xiahou Xiyue said immediately when she saw him coming down.
"Miss Xiahou, my master sincerely invites you to come over for a meal. I hope you won't make it difficult for me." The servant immediately stepped forward and said respectfully.
"Invite only me?" Duanmu Xiu raised his eyebrows and looked at him. The old man was a drunkard who didn't care about drinking.
"Yes, Miss Xiahou." The servant nodded.
"Are you going?" Xiahou Xiyue looked at him with some worry. After all, the other party was his father. If he didn't go, his father might think that she was putting on airs, and it would appear that she was too rude and disrespectful of her elders.
