The assistant saw that the old man was angry and hurriedly went out to make a call.

Ji Hongyuan said to the housekeeper: "See, this is the beginning of the robbery, without asking me, just take it!"

The housekeeper smiled and said, "Master, the Seventh Young Master has said that it is not for nothing to work for people."

Ji Hongyuan snorted, and the crutches poked the floor heavily and said, "I'm his old son, this rebel!"

After a while, the assistant came in after making a phone call and said cautiously: "Old man, the seventh young master said that it was too cold, and he would not come back for dinner at noon, so you don't have to wait for him."

Ji Hongyuan pointed to the assistant and asked, "Didn't you tell him why I asked him to come back?"

The assistant looked embarrassed, "I said it, but that's how the Seventh Young Master replied to me." ”

Ji Hongyuan pointed to the assistant and didn't say anything for a while.

The butler waved his hand to let him out, and then persuaded in a low voice: "Master, forget it, this Sihai Hotel was originally the asset of Mrs. back then, if he wants you, give it to him."

Ji Hongyuan sank, his face sank and he didn't speak.

Gozen Street.

Pei Nanxun parked the car across the road and took the car key into the ingenuity.

There were sawdust in the store, and there was no one in front of them.

He put the things he brought on the table, opened the back door, and saw Peng Xitong sitting at the table in the rest, his cheeks resting, and concentrating on boiling fruit and flower tea.

The room was fragrant, and the warm sweetness filled the tip of the nose.

Peng Xitong was a little surprised when he saw him, "Why are you here?"

Pei Nanxun was a little embarrassed, threw the car keys on the table and said, "Isn't it snowing, it's cold, my grandfather said that your grandfather has cold legs, let me send two bottles of wine."

The old man wanted him to send it to Peng's house.

But when he drove by, he wanted to save some trouble and see if Peng Xitong was in the store.

Peng Xitong looked at the things on the table outside through the glass door and said, "Thank you."

Then he asked, "I made tea, do you want to drink it?"

Pei Nanxun poured a cool breeze when he came in just now, which made his stomach a little uncomfortable, so he said, "Okay."

Peng Xitong found a cup that he had not used and poured him a cup of tea.

Pei Nanxun held a cup to keep warm and asked her, "No classes in the afternoon?"

Peng Xitong agreed.

Ever since that day, both of them have been a little unnatural.

Pei Nanxun slowly finished drinking the tea, the tea was very warm and fragrant.

After drinking, his body was much warmer, and his stomach was less uncomfortable.

He looked at the girl in front of him, at this age, he probably liked this sweet taste.

Pei Nanxun didn't plan to stay longer, and the two didn't seem to have much in common.

So, he got up and said, "I've delivered the things, you can take them back to your grandfather at night, and I'll leave first if I have something to do."

Peng Xitong sent him out, and said politely before closing the door: "Say thank you to Grandpa Pei on my behalf."

"Okay." Pei Nanxun agreed, turned around and left.

Peng Xitong closed the door of the store and remembered the bouquet of yellow roses she had received that day.

Yellow roses represent sorry.

She thought about it and called Pei Nanxun again.

Pei Nanxun walked out not far away, picked up and asked, "What's the matter?"

Peng Xitong hesitated for a moment before saying, "I told my grandfather, but he has been uncomfortable with his legs recently and can't go out, so he didn't go to your house to talk about the divorce."

Pei Nanxun was silent for a moment and agreed: "Okay, I know, don't worry."

Peng Xitong hung up the phone, bored and went to do his unfinished wood carving.

This is custom-made by the guest, and it is very tight, and the time is a bit rushed.

Peng Xitong picked up the carving knife and carefully carved the lotus pattern on the agarwood, but because of an oversight, the carving knife slid forward violently, cutting a finger she was holding on to the side.