His taste is very strange, either straight black coffee, or this extremely sweet caramel macchiato. The two extremes are just like his heart. He can harden his heart and show off his anger towards people who have nothing to do with him.
The person you love can be sweeter and softer than marshmallows.
The sweet taste of the macchiato diluted his displeasure just now. Zhuang Tianyao tasted it carefully for a while when the phone on the table rang.
"Yao, your mother asked me to call you back for dinner. She said she wanted to cook in person." It was Zhuang Tianyao's cousin Qin Lan, her tone was very gentle.
Zhuang Tianyao responded to her calmly: "Well, I will be back tonight. Cousin, please tell mom for me, thank you."
The relationship between Zhuang Tianyao and his father Zhuang Weihan is not generally bad. The two had a big conflict many years ago. Then Zhuang Tianyao went abroad to start a company on his own and had no contact with the banker. He only came back occasionally when he had time, but
They all met Su Peiqin, and there was almost no communication between him and Zhuang Weihan.
Qin Lan smiled: "Why are you so polite as a family? I haven't seen you for a long time. My uncle and your eldest brother are not here today. You just happen to come back and have a good chat with your mother."
"I see."
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On the way back to Zhuang's Villa, the car window was half open, and the cold wind like a knife blew against Zhuang Tianyao's face, but it made him calmer and more sober.
He didn't need to guess what his mother was going to say to him. He slowed down the car while thinking of countermeasures, and finally parked the car at a chain flower shop on the side of the road. When he came out again, he was holding a bouquet of mother's flowers in his hand.
His favorite lily, he put it on the passenger seat and drove back on the road.
After dinner, cousin Beibei kept making noises, so Qin Lan had no choice but to go back to the room early to put her to sleep. Su Peiqin and Zhuang Tianyao were the only mother and son left in the living room, chatting intermittently.
The bouquet of fragrant and elegant lilies was placed in a white jade vase, complementing each other. It was rare for him to have such a heart. Su Peiqin was still very happy, but she was still happy, and she still had to talk about serious things.
Su Peiqin served Zhuang Tianyao a bowl of lotus seed, lily and sugar water, while he drank quietly and listened calmly to what was going on.
Su Peiqin glanced at him and said: "I met your Uncle Li two days ago. He just returned to China, and his daughter came back with him. He is very handsome, knowledgeable and good-tempered. I don't know if you have any impression of what you did when you were a child.
He often makes little girls cry."
"Oh? Really? Why don't I remember this?" Zhuang Tianyao replied casually, and the sugar water in the bowl was stirred by him, making circles of whirlpools, which fascinated people's eyes.
Su Peiqin was not in a hurry. She took a group photo, pointed to a very sweet girl on it and said, "Here, this is it. Her name is Tingting. She is a girl who has undergone 18 transformation. She is very beautiful, isn't she?"
Zhuang Tianyao put the bowl down and took it over to take a look at it meaningfully. She was indeed very delicate and pretty, but there were so many women like this, so they didn't necessarily look good, or maybe there was already one person who had occupied his eyes.
There is no room for others to intervene in your heart.
He still responded lukewarmly: "Yes, it is very beautiful."
"Your Uncle Li said that he would treat us to dinner another day. You should go with us then. It will be good for your career to get to know each other better. It would be better if you and Tingting get to know each other better, and you can bring me a wife back."
Zhuang Tianyao became impatient and said calmly: "Mom, just let nature take its course. It depends on fate."