Ayu's eyes were wet, "Don't be too embarrassed. I'm very happy that you like me, but these people are your family, and you will have to rely on them to take care of you in the future."
The more he behaved like this, the more distressed Mr. Leng became, "I don't need their care, let's go."
He originally wanted to take advantage of him, hoping that they would try to persuade him to stay and say a few nice words, so he complied with his wishes.
However, he was disappointed. No one stayed at the door, including his favorite grandson.
Zixuan called from behind, "Go away grandpa, let me know before you come next time and don't bring any random people with you."
He is a young boy in adolescence, with a sharp tongue and a sharp tongue.
Mr. Leng was so angry that he said, "Qirui, please take good care of me, I'm becoming more and more pampered."
Leng Qirui said calmly, "I think it's pretty good. He's outspoken and lively, and he dares to speak and act. He's much better than those villains who do one thing behind the scenes and do the other in front of you."
Who he is and the little tricks Ayu plays, he can tell at a glance and cannot be hidden from his eyes.
It's just a laziness to expose, a little person not worth mentioning.
Mr. Leng tried his best, but couldn't get what he wanted. He was very discouraged and said, "Qirui, I'm very disappointed with you."
He has never been able to do anything about his son and always tries to bounce back with him. This has been the case since childhood.
Qirui stabbed him hard, "Great, you won't come here again."
Mr. Leng's mouth was so angry that he said, "Qingting."
He knew Qingting was even more difficult to deal with, but he still put his hope in her.
Qingting smiled faintly, "Daddy, isn't it good for you to leave mommy abroad?"
Mr. Leng's expression froze and he felt a little guilty, "I sent someone to pick her up and she will arrive tomorrow."
He promised to spend his birthday with his wife, but when he heard that something had happened to Ayu, he flew back desperately without even an explanation.
Ayu timidly tugged on Mr. Leng's clothes, "Grandpa, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
Mr. Leng's guilt and longing for his second son were all focused on Ayu, "Silly boy, there is no need to say sorry, as long as you are happy."
Ayu took a deep breath and plucked up the courage to speak, "Mr. Leng, Mrs. Leng, grandpa is getting old, so please let him go. It has always been our tradition to respect the old and love the young."
His filial and sensible look amused Yun Xi, "Puch, it turns out you understand this too, it's rare."
She saw with her own eyes that he lost his temper with his sister and was so indulgent and willful that it was outrageous.
I'm pretty good at pretending, is this hereditary?
My uncle is also very good at pretending. It seems that inheritance is a wonderful thing.
Ayu's face changed as if he had been humiliated, but he endured his grievance and said righteously, "Miss Leng, you are born noble and look down on poor boys like us. I can understand, but grandpa is also yours. You
How could you do this to him?"
Yun Xi lowered her face and asked coldly, "Are you accusing me?"
She always loves to smile, has no airs, and is kind and gentle to others. However, when she lowers her face, she looks a bit like Leng Qirui's cold face, with a strong aura.
Ayu's heart trembled, his back felt cold, and he broke into a cold sweat, but he refused to give up such a good opportunity.
"I don't dare, I just can't stand it. To be honest, grandpa is the head of the family and the eldest elder. You should listen to him."
He worked hard to improve his favorability, and only by pleasing Mr. Leng could he have a place.