"What?"

Song Yi thought he had misheard.

Although she dislikes Mu Bai, after all, she has been together for two years, and he was sent to raise pigs by Zhao Huaiming so suddenly, so who else is she playing.

"Just kidding," Secretary Zhang saw Song Yi's attitude, and knew that most of his bosses would not be able to successfully pack Mu Bai to raise pigs, "As long as Mrs. likes it, of course Mu Bai will not be packed and sent to raise pigs." ”

"But madam, you can't go to the crew now, the boss is worried about you, I have to bring you to him completely."

Thinking of Zhao Huaiming's stubborn temperament, Song Yi was silent.

In order to prevent him from doing some paranoid things, it is not enough to just text him to report his safety.

She has to think about how to smooth his hair tonight, so that she can return to the crew smoothly tomorrow.

Secretary Zhang directly brought Song Yi back to the old house of the Zhao family, Zhao Huaiming's parents had passed away a long time ago, and only Zhao Huaiming's grandfather, Mr. Zhao, is still alive.

He was a soldier when he was young, so he was serious and rigid, and he looked like a typical old man with a bad temper and stubborn old man.

Song Yi only saw him once, or when he suddenly became ill in the early hours of the morning, Zhao Huaiming took her to the hospital together, and she saw the old man through the glass.

When Zhao Huaiming drove the duck to the shelves before, in fact, Song Yi didn't have much feeling, and now that she suddenly wants to see Old Man Zhao, she is a little at a loss.

A sense of déjà vu to meet her parents made her deeply aware that she had stepped into the grave of marriage with one foot.

Seeing Song Yi's nervousness, Secretary Zhang said very intimately, "Madame, do you want to read a book for a while?" BOSS: He has a lot of books in the car related to your major. ”

Song Yi followed Secretary Zhang's prompts to find the place, and sure enough, she saw a lot of books, all of which were related to her major.

She took a random book.

Half an hour later, the car stopped, and the old housekeeper of the Zhao family opened the door for Song Yi.

"Young lady, please get out of the car, the young master and the master have been waiting for you for a long time."

Song Yi closed the book for a moment, and the psychological pressure intensified instantly.

"Uncle Zhao, if you scare my wife away, I will be in a hurry with you."

The smile on the old butler's face was about to crack.

"This is not the first time I have seen the young lady, are you excited," the old housekeeper took a step back and asked Zhao Huaiming to help Song Yi down, "If you scare the young lady, it's my bad old man, please forgive me," he leaned over slightly and whispered, "After all, I have been with a stinky old man all year round, and I finally met a soft and cute little girl......"

"I hear you!"

Old Man Zhao's angry voice came from inside.

"Don't worry, Grandpa, he likes you very much."

Song Yi looked up at Zhao Huaiming when he heard this, "He hasn't seen me again, how can he like me?" ”

"You'll find out later."

Under the leadership of the old housekeeper, Song Yi and Zhao Huaiming entered the Zhao family's old mansion.

Old Man Zhao moved a chair and sat there, holding a cane in one hand and resting on the armrest with the other, sitting there with a straight face, and at first glance he didn't know if he was not a good master to get along with.

When Song Yi was looking at him, he was also looking at Song Yi.

Sensing that Song Yi was a little nervous, Zhao Huaiming pinched her shoulder.

Song Yi, who exhaled in his heart, thought optimistically: Zhao Huaiming is the kind of Zhao family, and his facial paralysis temperament is exactly the same as that of Old Man Zhao.

Old Man Zhao stroked his beard and asked loudly, "You are Song Yi?" ”