Chapter 167 Returning to the gentleman's house on New Year's Eve 5100
I put the carefully arranged pot of flowers in the car and got in. Jun Changqian said: "Girl, you ugly daughter-in-law, you are not so small-minded, do you know that you want to please your future father-in-law?"
"You actually made fun of me?!" I used my hands and feet to scratch and scratch, and finally someone pulled me over, biting my lips, and said in a low voice: "I love you so much now."
Who can talk too much about love? I just want to get into the thick of it: "Does it mean you don't love me anymore?"
The tip of his nose was slightly scratched as if he was being punished and he said, "I will make it clear to the Jun family when I go back this time!"
Seeing his resolute expression, I was quite worried. Today is New Year's Eve. According to the usual practice in previous years, Jun Changqian, as a member of the Jun family, must appear at Jun's house. He told me a week ago that he would take the
When I returned to Jun's house, it was precisely because of this that I deliberately picked the freshest flowers and arranged the flower baskets in a unique way. I hoped that Grandpa Jun would not embarrass Jun Changqian because of my appearance.
But what he said now made my heart lift. I know that he has always wanted to explain my identity to the public, and even if I don't go back this time, Grandpa Jun has already guessed the two of us from the newspapers.
In socializing, it can be seen that tonight’s New Year’s Eve dinner is not a family reunion and fun, but a veritable Hongmen Banquet.
He stretched out his hand, held my hand in his palm, and said with a smile: "You are going to meet your future father-in-law, are you nervous?"
I stared blankly ahead, paying no attention to his teasing. Then I heard him say again: "Girl, you don't have to do anything, just hold my hand tightly, you know?"
I raised a smile to him, nodded, and held him back firmly.
Halfway through the call, Jun Changqian's cell phone rang. He glanced at the phone and said it was Minmin's call, so he simply pressed the speakerphone. His heart felt warm again at his subtle and considerate gesture.
Ji Minmin learned most of his Mandarin from Jun Changqian. Although he hasn't used it for a long time, it sounds much better now than Ji Minhao's, and he can barely understand it.
"Qian." The way Ji Minmin called him made me slightly stunned. I remembered that I would call him this way every time when I was in love, but she could be so intimate as soon as she answered the phone. I couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.
Jun Changqian saw my expression, smiled, reached out and pinched my cheek, corrected Minmin and said, "Minmin, please call me Changqian from now on, because I'm worried that my girlfriend will be unhappy."
He actually rejected other girls so bluntly. I had mixed feelings in my heart, not only for his intentions towards me, but also for his hurting Min Min's heart. Fortunately, the other girl was not what I thought, and he soon changed his mind.
He said, "Changqian, today is New Year's Eve, I made yellow croaker, and Buyu, can you come back and have some in the evening?"
Jun Changqian looked at me and I nodded. Today is New Year's Eve. Minmin is ill and is spending this festival alone in a foreign country. Only Jun Changqian can bring her warmth, and under such circumstances, he personally
I made famous Korean food. How could I refuse my desire to repay him?
Jun Changqian gestured for me to answer. This is the first time I have spoken to Ji Minmin. Ever since I learned that she lives by the sea, I have been busy with the flower shop and Jun Changqian has been busy planning for the new year, so I have never been back.
, and I’ve never even seen an allergic reaction.
So he responded with a smile: "Thank you, Minmin. It will be around ten o'clock when we get back from Junzhai. You can eat some first, and then rush back after Junzhai is over, okay?"
I tried to soften my voice as much as possible. If Ji Minmin still had feelings for Jun Changqian, then my speaking out would be a blow to her, so I tried my best to sound friendly.
Ji Minmin agreed: "Okay, Uncle Zhong also made delicious Chinese dishes. The yellow croaker is waiting for you to come and taste it together."
Jun Changqian hung up the phone and looked at me, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, his palms became warm, his fingers had already reached over, and he shook my hand before turning his attention to the road ahead.
I haven’t been back for the Spring Festival in a few years. After the Yetong incident, my displeasure with Grandpa Jun has turned into hatred. If he hadn’t kidnapped me and forced me to get engaged, the situation at that time would not have been the same.
I lost control. In addition, my relationship with Jun Changqian had been going through twists and turns, so I didn’t want to come back. And this place has never been the concept of home for me.
Jun Changqian parked the car, and the housekeeper of Junzhai met him outside. Jun Changqian took out the flower basket from the car, and the housekeeper took it and walked forward, saying: "The master was still talking about when Master Qian will be back.
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Jun Changqian did not comment, but just held my hand tightly and went in. Grandpa Jun sat on the main seat in the living room, Jun Changsheng sat under him, opposite Nie Sushuang and Jun Xiaoqing. Jun Changqian said hello first, and then
He said solemnly: "Old man, brother, sister-in-law, I have brought Buyu back."
Grandpa Jun's face was not depressed, and he focused on the hands held tightly by the two of us. Without saying a word, Jun Changsheng smiled and said: "It's good to be back. Without saying a word, welcome you back."
Jun Changqian smiled and said to me: "Speechless, call me brother!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed except for Jun Changsheng. Grandpa Jun hit the ground hard with his crutch, stood up and left the table, and finally said: "Jun Changqian, follow me upstairs!"
Jun Changsheng waved his hand and said: "Go ahead, I will greet you without saying a word."
Jun Changqian then patted the back of my hand and said, "Please chat with me."
I nodded and held it in my hands, feeling worried about him openly challenging Grandpa Jun for me.
Jun Changsheng waved to me and said, "Come and sit."
Just as I was about to walk over, I heard Jun Xiaoqing shout: "Dad, why are you so nice to her? Are you also fascinated by her like my uncle?"
Jun Changsheng's expression suddenly changed. His kind face just now darkened instantly, and his eyes seemed to be full of frost. Jun Changsheng and Jun Changqian didn't look very similar, but once their expressions darkened, they were on the verge of getting angry.
But they are so similar that they can make people feel an inexplicable coldness.
Nie Sushuang pulled Xiao Qing and said, "What are you talking about? He is a heartless person, how could he be deceived. Xiao Qing, go upstairs!"
Jun Changsheng looked at Nie Sushuang, the threat was very obvious. Before, he felt that the relationship between Jun Changsheng and Nie Sushuang was weak, and now it seemed even more so.
Jun Xiaoqing was also frightened by Jun Changsheng's gaze and did not dare to say a word. She followed Nie Sushuang and got up and went upstairs. But the look she gave me before leaving made me feel as if I was entangled by a snake and scorpion. It was so cold that I couldn't help but tremble.
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She still can't let go of Yetong's incident. She occasionally heard people at school talk about how she still doesn't know how to love herself, playing games with men, and even worse, playing all kinds of extravagant games with a group of girls from rich families.
.It’s impossible for Grandpa Jun not to know that Jun Xiaoqing is like this, but he allows her to do whatever he wants. He doesn’t know whether it’s because he is too doting or for some other reason.
"Did you arrange these flowers? They are very beautiful." Jun Changsheng broke the silence. The flower basket I arranged was placed in the living room. It blended surprisingly well with the indoor environment. But Grandpa Jun didn't even look at it, so he placed it in the living room.
Jun Changqian called him away.
I smiled gratefully at Jun Changsheng: "Thank you, brother~"
In the past, when I came back, I didn't speak, and rarely had trouble with names. But I always followed Jun Xiaoqing and called Jun Changqian uncle. For the Jun Changsheng in front of me, even if I couldn't call him father, I should still call him uncle.
, at this moment, when Jun Changqian called him brother, he felt very strange, the sound was extremely subtle, and his face turned red.
"Buyu, I admire Chang Qian's courage, and I also admire your persistence in love at a young age. So, there is nothing embarrassing about calling me brother." Jun Changsheng said, and pointed to the pot of flowers: "What does it mean?
What?"
Jun Changsheng is an easy person to get along with. He can resolve my embarrassment in a few words. He also used my favorite topic as a breakthrough point to talk about flower arrangement with me.
I smiled and said, "This pot of flowers means happiness and health." I briefly introduced the original intention of creating this pot of flowers. Jun Changsheng smiled, sometimes nodded, and sometimes discussed with me which kind of flowers and how to grow them.
I smiled and asked, "You seem to have a lot of knowledge about flowers."
Jun Changsheng looked into the distance, as if my words aroused some of his thoughts. It is said that during the festive season, he misses his family more and more. In such a happy reunion atmosphere, he must have thought of someone, and that person must be
Influenced his life. Maybe it was the woman he once loved deeply?
Looking at his confused and distant eyes, I suddenly felt that the Jun Changsheng in front of me was also a person with a lot of stories.
I was worried about Jun Changqian, and seeing that Jun Changsheng seemed to be lost in his own thoughts, I picked up my steps and went upstairs, approaching Grandpa Jun's study.
The voices coming from inside were very loud, and you could even hear Grandpa Jun smashing things in anger.
I clenched my fists, why did he treat Jun Changqian like this? Just because of Ji's incident? They are responsible for Ji's incident, okay? What does it have to do with Jun Changqian? Besides, does he not care about a woman like Ji Min'en?
Regarding the Jun family’s reputation, as long as Ji can help the Jun family, can she be allowed to be with Jun Changqian?
How selfish is Grandpa Jun? Is Jun Changqian his biological child? It’s okay to live abroad for eight years, saying that he doesn’t know their existence, but why can’t he take good care of them after he is brought home, and send them away at such a young age?
South Korea even cut off all contact with him, leaving him to fend for himself in a foreign country. Even if they brought him home later, it would just be a family business with no one to carry on!
I pushed the door open angrily and saw Grandpa Jun holding an inkstone in his hand. The smashed things on the ground were scattered everywhere. There were already some slight bruises on Jun Changqian's face. I didn't know if this inkstone would be damaged.
Huiya threw it over with his hand, walked a few steps, and hugged Jun Changqian. At that moment, the inkstone escaped from Grandpa Jun's hand and hit me on the back of the head.