If she wins Mr. Jin, she can hold her head up in front of Xi Jiangran, so that she will not be bullied by him to the end!

But Su Wanzheng had to think of a strategy that would make Xi Jiangran not leave Rongcheng all night.

After explaining to Xiaomi, Su Wanzheng called again and went back to Su's house.

"Hey, Aunt Chen, I'm Xiaozheng, let Grandpa answer the phone." ”

Her tone was sweet, when necessary, she had to move out of her grandfather Su Qiu, the respected head of the Su family, and his status was so powerful that even the people in the city bureau had to give three points.

A few seconds later, the old man's voice was as deep as a bell came from the earpiece: "Girl." ”

Hearing the voice of her relatives, the tip of Su Wanzheng's nose suddenly became wet, and she had the urge to leave everything behind and go home and throw herself into her grandfather's arms.

"Why did you remember to call your grandfather?" asked Su Qiule, his voice sounding pleasant.

She said softly: "I miss grandpa." ”

The old man sneered: "Heh, I miss grandpa, how many times have you come back to see grandpa after you got married? ”

She rolled her eyes: "Then I can't help it, Xi Jiangran won't let me go home alone, and he won't have time to accompany me back, don't blame me." ”

"You're always right. ”

Su Wanzheng stuck out her tongue: "Then since grandpa said so, I'll come back with Jiang Ran for a meal tonight, and let my aunt burn a bean, egg custard, and fried kale." ”

These are all Xi Jiangran's favorite foods, and if she wants him to stay at home for one night, she has to get the details right.

"Do you really want to come back to eat, don't lie to grandpa?"

The old man was obviously too happy, and shook his chair, "Okay, let Aunt Liu fry some of your favorite food, don't keep thinking about him, I look at the photos of your circle of friends, and they have lost weight." ”

"Why, I eat four meals a day. ”

Su Wanzheng was chatting, and suddenly heard footsteps coming from the stairs, she immediately lowered her voice and said, "Grandpa, then it's decided, see you at night." ”

As I hung up, the door opened.

She quickly put away her mobile phone and looked over, her eyes were clean and indifferent.

The man was dressed in a soot shirt and had not yet tied his bow tie, standing at the door and looking at her: "Who are you talking to on the phone?"

Su Wanzheng got up without changing her face: "Grandpa, he invited us to go back for dinner in the evening." ”

She observed that Xi Jiangran's expression froze, and she felt a little proud in her heart.

No matter how beautiful he Xi Jiangran is, he has to give three points in front of the Su family.

"You promised?" the man's eyes widened.

Su Wanzheng nodded: "We haven't gone back to eat for a long time." ”

He closed the door and hooked his lips lightly: "Do you feel that you have been wronged by me and want to go home?"

Su Wanzheng sneered when she heard this, "Do you think I'm like your little lover, crying and complaining after being wronged?"

At the mention of Song Liuxing, his eyes sank slightly, and he indifferently changed the topic: "Why didn't you ask me in advance, I was on a business trip at night." ”

"On a business trip?" Su Wanzheng looked at him as if she didn't know anything, "Can't you push it?"

He lowered his head as if he was thinking, and then said, "Start early, finish early, you should be able to catch up." ”

The fish took the bait, and Su Wanzheng felt a burst of ecstasy in her heart.

She knew that as long as she moved out of her grandfather, Xi Jiangran would have no problem.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Bentley Mulsanne stopped steadily in front of the garden of the Su family mansion.

Chinese garden design, antique architectural style, at this moment the sunset afterglow is draped, lining out the dignity that makes people awe-inspired.

This is the mansion where the century-old Su family has lived since the last century, and after generations of repairs, it has been preserved to its current appearance, and the people living in it are the contemporary heads of the Su family.

The head of the previous generation was Su Wanzheng's father Su Fengmo, but Su Wanzheng passed away when he was 10 years old, and his grandfather Su Qiu regained the throne of the Su family until now.

Pushing the door into the house, the living room was lively, and when the two entered the house holding hands, the conversation stopped and they looked at them.

"Grandpa, I'm back. ”

Su Wanzheng saw her grandfather sitting in front of the coffee table for the first time, pulled Xi Jiangran to him, squatted down and held the old man's hand.