"Grandpa, thank you for your kindness, but I can't accept it."

Chu Yixing stared at the delicate little pistol in the box, with a trace of helplessness on his face.

Although she had never used a gun, she knew how strong the recoil of the gun was, and it was impossible for her hands to use it, let alone defend herself.

Instead of putting it here for her to be unusable, it is better to let Si Zongyao give it to those who need it more.

Si Zongyao didn't expect Chu Yixing to refuse, thought for a moment, and asked patiently: "Isn't it a pity if you don't want such a delicate gun?" ”

Chu Yixing was very indifferent: "Grandpa, I am a doctor, my hands were born to hold a scalpel, I can use a scalpel to save people, and I can also use a scalpel to subdue the people who want to kill me." I'll admit that I don't know how to use a gun, but I prefer to protect myself with a scalpel that I'm good at. ”

Si Zongyao was not angry, but felt that she was really cute, and he was deeply touched by her words.

Guns, although they are very lethal weapons, are insignificant in some areas.

Chu Yixing is a very thoughtful and self-assertive girl.

She deserves to be the future hostess of the Si family!

Si Zongyao smiled happily and asked, "If you don't accept such a good and delicate pistol, who do you think is more suitable for it?" ”

Chu Yixing smiled slightly, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of arrogant brilliance: "Grandpa, you can give it to whoever you think is suitable, it's all up to you to be happy." ”

She knew very well in her heart that an old Jianghu like Grandpa Si must have a plan in her heart, otherwise she would not ask such a question.

Therefore, it would be better for her to return the choice to Grandpa Si.

Si Zongyao glanced at her meaningfully, and his heart became more and more appreciative of the eldest lady of the Chu family from a medical family in front of him.

His precious grandson will really choose a wife and fight with his vision.

Thinking so, a kind smile appeared on his face.

"You can not accept gifts, but ......" Si Zongyao paused, and said with a more kind smile: "Is it okay to go out for a walk with grandpa and bask in the sun?" ”

Chu Yixing showed a gentle smile: "Grandpa, as long as your body allows, it's no problem to play a few games of chess with you." ”

"Hahaha, your mouth is so sweet."

Grandpa Si couldn't hide the smile on his face, and he smiled even more heartily.

Uncle Zhang was holding Si Zongyao in a wheelchair, while Chu Yixing was responsible for pushing him to the courtyard.

Bathed in the warmth of the sun, Si Zongyao suddenly felt energetic, and his negative emotions were swept away.

Chu Yixing pushed him, the two talked and laughed, and the picture was very happy and harmonious.

The second floor of the old house.

Wen Weiyan stood behind the curtain, her eyes staring viciously at the figure of Chu Yixing not far away, gritted her teeth and said: "This woman is really annoying, I don't know what medicine I gave to the old man, I can please the old man just after entering the door, hum." ”

A pair of thick and powerful hands hugged her from behind, and the wide palms covered the softness of her chest.

She was wearing silk pajamas with suspenders, soft and faint, no different from what she didn't wear.

"Baby, what's angry." The man kissed her ear as he spoke, and blew a breath: "The old man took the medicine we added to him, and he will die soon, and then I will be the male master of the Si family, and you will be the mistress of the Si family." An inconsequential woman like Chu Yixing, why bother. ”

"Hmph, it's light to say, didn't you notice that after the Chu slut came to the old mansion, the old man's illness got better at the speed of light?"

Wen Weiyan was in an unhappy mood, pushed away the man who was hugging her, sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, lit a cigarette and smoked.