In front of the long dining table in the center of the garden.
Mr. Qiao sat at one end of the long table, and on his left was Bo Junchen.
The two of them didn't know what they were talking about.
Until Lu Yan walked in with Bao Jinghan in hand.
Bo Junchen, who was talking to Mr. Qiao, suddenly stopped talking and glanced at the two people approaching, falling on their intertwined hands.
But after a few seconds, he narrowed his eyes, nodded slightly towards the two of them, and continued talking to Mr. Qiao.
"Hmm...that old boy Bo Feiyang is so thoughtful!"
Mr. Qiao answered and looked up at Lu Yan.
His eyes turned and fell on Bao Jinghan again.
After searching around with half a smile, Mr. Qiao said to Lu Yan with a smile: "You kid, you are so lucky!"
…
Ten minutes later, everyone sat down.
After Mr. Qiao ordered the banquet to begin, the old butler ordered the meal to be served.
“The air here is so good!”
The fragrance and freshness of flowers and plants, mixed with the mellow aroma of red wine, float in the air.
Yun Chunxi took a deep breath and praised with a smile.
When he raised his eyes, his eyes met Bao Jinghan's.
Slightly startled, she suddenly smiled brightly, picked up the wine glass, and tilted it in the direction of Bao Jinghan.
Bo Jinghan put down his napkin, raised his glass as well, and said in a low voice: "Indeed. Not only is the air good, but every flower, grass, tree and thing here makes people extremely comfortable."
"It's necessary. The flowers and plants in this garden are all grandpa's favorite things. I usually take care of them myself, and don't let others touch them at all!"
Qiao Xin, who was talking to Lin Xing, suddenly turned around and responded, causing a new topic.
Everyone was talking and laughing, and a strong fragrance mixed into the fresh air.
The servant came slowly pushing the silver dining cart.
But at this moment, the thin manservant whom he had seen in the lounge suddenly ran over from a distance and overtook the servant pushing the dining cart.
He quickly walked towards the butler who was standing behind Mr. Qiao, and whispered a few words into the butler's ear.
The housekeeper didn't reply, only frowned slightly.
I don't know what I'm thinking about.
"What's the matter!"
"master……"
The housekeeper approached Mr. Qiao and leaned slightly.
While the meal was being served, he whispered in Mr. Qiao's ear: "Master Shang and his wife are here to say goodbye to you...!"
"Farewell?! What kind of shame do these two bastards have? Even an atomic bomb can't penetrate them!"
Qiao Xin, who was sitting next to Mr. Qiao and sitting on his right, heard the housekeeper's words clearly and couldn't help but cursed coldly.
Before she finished speaking, she raised her eyes and squinted at Bo Jinghan, curled her lips and continued: "Jinghan, it was such a waste just to pour the cup of boiling water on the ground like that. If it were me, I would have poured it on those dogs.
Men and women! Even if you can’t perm your hair cleanly, you still have to peel off the skin!”
"Okay, Xiao Xin'er!"
Looking at Qiao Xin who was holding the silver spoon tightly, she didn't know if she was angry with herself or someone else.
Mr. Qiao shook his head helplessly, and reproached with fondness in his eyes: "I don't care about the occasion! Are those words what a lady like you should say?! You girl, eh..."
Qiao Xin didn't take it seriously and pouted, but she didn't refute her grandfather's face.
Obediently, he lowered his head and put spoonfuls of the creamy soup into his mouth.
The housekeeper on the side looked at Qiao Xin, guessed Mr. Qiao's thoughts and said, "Master, if you don't want to see him..."
"Hey, there's no reason to drive away the guests? Since they're here, I might as well meet them." Interrupting the butler, Mr. Qiao waved his hand: "Let them in!"
