When I saw Huang, he was wearing an immaculate black suit, carrying a black suitcase, and a sealed octagonal bamboo box in his left hand.
"Mr. Huang." She called him.
When Huang saw her, he didn't waste any words. Instead, he got into Su Wanqing's taxi and called out the address to the driver.
Su Wanqing's eyes kept falling on the octagonal bamboo box, and what came to mind was the ferocious appearance of the Brazilian wandering spider that she saw online.
"Tell me about the specific situation, about Aunt Jiuzi." Huang got straight to the point.
"After she became ill, her mood became very abnormal." Su Wanqing took a deep breath, "The most terrifying thing is that she always forces me to sing a song."
Huang frowned and asked, "What song?"
"Summer sky."
"Can you sing a little bit?"
Su Wanqing thought for a moment, opened her thin lips slightly, and slowly hummed the ethereal and sweet island sound.
Huang had been listening attentively. When Su Wanqing reached the climax, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, slowly raised his hand and said, "Okay."
"Have you heard of it?" Su Wanqing looked at his expressionless face expectantly.
Huang nodded and said: "I once heard the Lord humming this song when he was alone in the room."
Lord lord?
Su Wanqing couldn't understand and continued to ask: "Is there any more? Where have you heard it before?"
Huang thought deeply and shook his head.
Su Wanqing was slightly discouraged and could only place her hopes on the "seventh uncle" she was about to meet.
The car drove smoothly, and after about thirty minutes, it finally stopped in front of a villa with beautiful scenery.
Huang took Su Wanqing out of the car and successfully entered the gate guarded by the US military.
This villa is located in the middle of a mountainous area. The largest part is the courtyard, which houses countless rare animals, as big as tigers and as small as hummingbirds. It is like a small primitive forest.
In the deepest part of the primeval forest, there was a quaint wooden house. Su Wanqing took off her shoes and followed Huang into it.
She saw Uncle Qi standing in front of the window. There was a beautiful skylark on his fingertips, chirping excitedly.
"You are here."
When Uncle Qi turned around, Su Wanqing saw a handsome uncle who was only forty years old.
The smile on his face was gentle and his demeanor was very peaceful, like a man who was truly intoxicated and naturally free from desires and desires.
He is nothing like the perverted middle-aged uncle you imagined.
"Uncle Qi." Huang Meng nodded, looking very respectful.
Although Su Wanqing was surprised, he did not forget to say hello respectfully: "Hello, seventh uncle."
"You must be Jiuzi's daughter, you look so much alike." The smile on Uncle Qi's face did not diminish, and he obviously had a good impression of Su Wanqing at their first meeting.
"Huang, you are the eldest grandson. No wonder the lord is partial to you and pointed out such a good daughter-in-law to you."
"Uncle Qi——" Su Wanqing obviously didn't want this topic to continue.
"Huh?" Zongyu Qilang raised his eyebrows and looked at her.
It was obviously a gentle smile, but it made Su Wanqing feel great pressure. There is a kind of person, the gentler he is, the more invulnerable he is.
"I would like to ask you, did my mother ask anything when she came to see you?"
Zongyu Shichiro seemed not to have heard, and leisurely teased the skylark in his hand.
The bird looked happy and jumped around in his hand, but in fact it wanted to escape. However, no matter how hard it tried, it could only fly in the man's palm. When he saw Huang, he was wearing a uniform.
He was wearing a dust-free black suit, carrying a black suitcase, and a sealed octagonal bamboo box in his left hand.
"Mr. Huang." She called him.
When Huang saw her, he didn't waste any words. Instead, he got into Su Wanqing's taxi and called out the address to the driver.
Su Wanqing's eyes kept falling on the octagonal bamboo box, and what came to mind was the ferocious appearance of the Brazilian wandering spider that she saw online.
"Tell me about the specific situation, about Aunt Jiuzi." Huang got straight to the point.
"After she became ill, her mood became very abnormal." Su Wanqing took a deep breath, "The most terrifying thing is that she always forces me to sing a song."
Huang frowned and asked, "What song?"
"Summer sky."
"Can you sing a little bit?"
Su Wanqing thought for a moment, opened her thin lips slightly, and slowly hummed the ethereal and sweet island sound.
Huang had been listening attentively. When Su Wanqing reached the climax, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, slowly raised his hand and said, "Okay."
"Have you heard of it?" Su Wanqing looked at his expressionless face expectantly.
Huang nodded and said: "I once heard the Lord humming this song when he was alone in the room."
Lord lord?
Su Wanqing couldn't understand and continued to ask: "Is there any more? Where have you heard it before?"
Huang thought deeply and shook his head.
Su Wanqing was slightly discouraged and could only place her hopes on the "seventh uncle" she was about to meet.
The car drove smoothly, and after about thirty minutes, it finally stopped in front of a villa with beautiful scenery.
Huang took Su Wanqing out of the car and successfully entered the gate guarded by the US military.
This villa is located in the middle of a mountainous area. The largest part is the courtyard, which houses countless rare animals, as big as tigers and as small as hummingbirds. It is like a small primitive forest.
In the deepest part of the primeval forest, there was a quaint wooden house. Su Wanqing took off her shoes and followed Huang into it.
She saw Uncle Qi standing in front of the window. There was a beautiful skylark on his fingertips, chirping excitedly.
"You are here."
When Uncle Qi turned around, Su Wanqing saw a handsome uncle who was only forty years old.
The smile on his face was gentle and his demeanor was very peaceful, like a man who was truly intoxicated and naturally free from desires and desires.
He is nothing like the perverted middle-aged uncle you imagined.
"Uncle Qi." Huang Meng nodded, looking very respectful.
Although Su Wanqing was surprised, he did not forget to say hello respectfully: "Hello, seventh uncle."
"You must be Jiuzi's daughter, you look so much alike." The smile on Uncle Qi's face did not diminish, and he obviously had a good impression of Su Wanqing at their first meeting.
"Huang, you are the eldest grandson. No wonder the lord is partial to you and pointed out such a good daughter-in-law to you."
"Uncle Qi——" Su Wanqing obviously didn't want this topic to continue.
"Huh?" Zongyu Qilang raised his eyebrows and looked at her.
It was obviously a gentle smile, but it made Su Wanqing feel great pressure. There is a kind of person, the gentler he is, the more invulnerable he is.
"I would like to ask you, did my mother ask anything when she came to see you?"
Zongyu Shichiro seemed not to have heard, and leisurely teased the skylark in his hand.
The bird looked happy and jumped around in his hand, but in fact it wanted to escape. However, no matter how hard it tried, it could only fly in the man's palm.