The delicate side dishes were served one after another, and Fu Zhixia found an excuse and walked out. She understood Ni Pei'er's intentions, she regarded her as a stumbling block to enter the Huo family, but in fact, what was she?

A man who has no present, no future.

The pavilions and pavilions with a very beautiful painting style, small bridges and flowing water, trees and flowers, Fu Zhixia looked at it at a long time, and only felt that his heart was very empty.

As we walked forward, the voices of people gradually thinned out, there were no traces of artificiality, and the air was fresher.

She rubbed her swollen temples, and as she closed her eyes, she heard a cry of "wow" not far away.

When I opened my eyes suddenly, there were dense trees in front of me, and it seemed that it was a lot of land ready to be developed.

With a sharper cry, Fu Zhixia quickly judged the source of the sound, she ran forward quickly, a century-old towering tree, the crown was huge, and a girl in a white gauze skirt was on the tree, which was extremely conspicuous.

At this moment, she was shrinking in horror, and about a meter away, a snake was hovering over a tree, and she probably heard her cry and stretched her neck.

Elegant seats on the second floor.

The delicate dim sum was neatly arranged on the sandalwood table, and the woman in the cheongsam took the tea cup and took a sip gently: "Good tea." ”

"The refreshments were good too. “

"Well, I remember the taste. The woman sighed and looked into the distance leisurely, "I remember that when your mother was a child, she liked this butterfly cake very much, and she only recognized this family." So, we bought it and named it 'Huanting'. The world is changeable, and now 'Wan Ting' is still there, business is thriving, this pastry chef is still there, but she has ......"

"My mother has been gone for many years, and my grandmother is old and needs to pay attention to her body. ”

"I know. The woman sighed softly, "The deceased is gone, and grandmother understands." It's just that sadness is inevitable. ”

"My grandmother came here every year for a holiday, and she was supposed to relax, not to be sad. Huo Shaoting took the purple clay pot and filled it with tea, "Let's go down for a walk later, there are many more tree species in the back mountain, and grandmother will recognize it." “

"Well, good. “

Chen Jinglan got up, although she was already old, she was in good spirits and quite temperamental, especially the exquisite cheongsam, which made her elegant and noble, not at all like an old man of this age.

Walking together with Huo Shaoting like this also attracted a lot of attention. These two people, standing casually, are the existence of their own light.

"It's only been a few years since it was handed over to you, and 'Huanting' has become an iconic high-end restaurant in Haicheng. Shao Ting, I have to say, you are a business wizard. I just don't know what position your father wants to put you in. “

"Whatever it should be, it will be. “

Chen Jinglan nodded, looking at the trees in the distance: "Grandmother believes in your ability, and I also believe that you will stand in the position that belongs to you." Do you remember what your grandmother told you? Those who can achieve great things must have a long-term vision, an iron fist, and decisive decision-making, and the most taboo thing is to be emotional. ”

"So, this wife you marry......" Chen Jinglan's voice paused, squinted and looked ahead for a few seconds, and said in surprise, "This, isn't this Fu Zhixia?

Huo Shaoting looked in the direction of her finger, and sure enough, not far away, Fu Zhixia was trying to climb in the direction of the tree trunk, still holding a long branch in his hand.