Qiao Ruoqing smiled.

Also, Qiao Ruolan's affairs have been full of turmoil in the city recently, and Chen Yali, a mother, should really be in a hurry.

Seeing Qiao Ruoqing smile, Uncle Wang suddenly remembered something, "By the way, eldest miss, in the afternoon, Ms. Cai of the Song family came to visit, saying that she was here to look for you, and she didn't leave until eight o'clock when she saw you and didn't come back." ”

After recalling, Uncle Wang began to tell: "Ms. Cai also asked me to tell you that yesterday the old man of the Song family went to find Song Shao and used family methods on Song Shao, and Song Shao is still lying in the hospital." ”

Qiao Ruoqing's mood was a little complicated.

For the old man, she is quite respectful.

This time, she originally only wanted to deal with Qiao Ruolan and Song Mingyuan, but she didn't expect that it still alarmed the old man.

She felt a little unhappy in her heart.

On the weekend, Qiao Ruoqing bought a bunch of supplements and went to visit the old man.

As autumn deepened and the weather cooled, the old man sat on a rocking chair in the courtyard basking in the sun, with a small square table next to it with a teacup and a pot of tea.

Qiao Ruoqing greeted the servants and asked them not to alarm the old man, and then she went to the old man lightly, blindfolded the old man from behind, and deliberately spoke in a rough voice: "Guess who I am." ”

The old man laughed twice, not even bothering to guess, "Ruoqing, come to tease grandpa again?" ”

Qiao Ruoqing felt bored, wrinkled her nose, and sat down next to the old man, "Grandpa Song, how can you guess that it's me every time?" ”

"No one but you has ever blindfolded me." The old man replied with a smile.

Qiao Ruoqing looked up at the sky and let out a long breath.

It seems that some habits must be unavoidable, otherwise there will be no suspense at all.

The old man was a little distressed when he saw Qiao Ruoqing like this, and his tone of voice dropped a lot compared to just now, "Why did you suddenly come to see Grandpa Song today?" ”

"I missed you, so I'm going to take a look." Qiao Ruoqing was lying on the armrest of the rocking chair, and her eyes winked at the old man, "Grandpa Song, I heard that you were angry about my business a few days ago?" I'm fine, it's fine, don't be angry. ”

She said this to make the old man happy, but she didn't think about it, and when the old man heard her say this, his heart immediately became sour.

Rubbing Qiao Ruoqing's hair, the old man's voice was a little hoarse, "I remember, when you were a child, you liked me to rub your hair like this, but now, you have grown so big." ”

Leaning his head on the back of the chair, the old man looked at the clear blue sky, a little melancholy, "I used to dream that when you grow up, I must let Mingyuan marry you and let you be our family's granddaughter-in-law." But I didn't expect that stinky boy to be such a bastard, doing this kind of thing one after another, and our Song family's face was lost by him! ”

In the last two sentences, the old man spoke a little hard, and his voice even trembled.

Qiao Ruoqing hurriedly put her hand on the old man's chest, helping him smooth his breath from top to bottom, and at the same time comforting: "Grandpa Song, don't be angry, you see, I'm not fine now?" ”

The old man turned his head sideways and glanced at her, "Ruoqing, you used to be far from ...... Ming"

Knowing what the old man meant, Qiao Ruoqing smiled again and lowered her eyelids slightly, "I used to be too demanding, and I knew that he didn't like me...... I don't like it now. ”

Song Mingyuan has only used her for a long time.

And she came back this time for revenge.

It's just that she can't tell the old man these words, otherwise how sad the old man should be?

Seeing Qiao Ruoqing smiling bitterly, the old man was really distressed, and held her hand in his palm, "Ruoqing, these days, I have wronged you." ”

"I'm not wronged." Qiao Ruoqing smiled lightly, looking relaxed and comfortable.

But the old man was even more distressed.

Although Qiao Ruoqing used to do things a little extremely, it was also because she really cared about Song Mingyuan.

And she's much better now, and she's managed the company in good order.

But Song Mingyuan is so uncompromising, he has to be entangled with that Qiao Ruolan!

Listening to the old man's low sigh, Qiao Ruoqing raised her head, "Grandpa Song, have you beaten Mingyuan?" How is he doing now? ”

Hearing that she cared about Song Mingyuan, the old man felt that Song Mingyuan was a bastard, and let out a heavy "snort" from his nose, "That stinky boy, I hit him lightly twice!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the maid suddenly came over and bowed shallowly to the old man, "Old man, Huo Shao is here." ”

"Huo Shao?" Qiao Ruoqing was stunned.

In the entire capital, there are only ...... people who can be called "Huo Shao

Looking at the servant, Qiao Ruoqing asked tentatively, "Is it Huo Jingyuan?" ”

"Yes, Miss Qiao, do you know each other too?" The maid asked in surprise.

Noticing Qiao Ruoqing's expression, the old man suddenly remembered what Song Mingyuan said in the study on the day he went to Song's house.

At that time, he went to Xingshi to ask for his guilt, blaming Song Mingyuan for not being repentant and breaking ties with Qiao Ruolan. Heyuan Book Bar

Song Mingyuan almost blurted out that the relationship between Qiao Ruoqing and Huo Jingyuan was not simple.

Regarding this matter, the old man had heard some rumors before, but he was not reassured.

After all, he knew very well what Huo Jingyuan and Qiao Ruoqing were in their hearts, not to mention that Huo Jingyuan had never had a good impression of Qiao Ruoqing before.

So he felt that Song Mingyuan deliberately poured dirty water on Qiao Ruoqing, and he beat him even harder.

But judging from Qiao Ruoqing's reaction now......

Waving his hand at the servant, the old man commanded, "Go and invite him in." ”

When the servant walked away, the old man looked at Qiao Ruoqing, "Ruoqing, do you also have some dealings with Jing Yuan?" I've heard you've been getting close lately? ”

Qiao Ruoqing nodded and replied very honestly: "On the day I had a car accident, he saved me and sent me to the hospital, and he was taking care of me until I was discharged." And Aunt Tang and my mother are also good friends. ”

After answering the old man's question, Qiao Ruoqing asked, "Grandpa Song, why did Huo Jingyuan come?" ”

"This kid, he will come to see me every once in a while, it's all in the past, don't mention it."

Qiao Ruoqing was a little surprised.

The old man actually called Huo Jingyuan "this kid"? It seems that the relationship between them is quite close.

But since the old man didn't want to mention it, she didn't continue the topic.

When Huo Jingyuan came over, Qiao Ruoqing happened to be pouring tea, and when he saw Qiao Ruoqing here, he was also slightly stunned.

Qiao Ruoqing raised her head, just in time to meet Huo Jingyuan's sight, the corners of her lips hooked, revealing a smile, "Brother Huo, what a coincidence!" ”

She sat under the eaves with the old man, the sun shone obliquely, just to her calves, washed white, her upper body was in the shadows, darkened several shades, her hair fluttered slightly with the wind, a little restless, but it added a bit of charm and beauty.

Nodding, it was a response to Qiao Ruoqing, Huo Jingyuan came to the old man and bowed respectfully, "Hello old man." ”

Qiao Ruoqing was even more surprised.

Even in front of Huo Jiang and Tang Lan, Huo Jingyuan would rarely be so behaving.

It's strange, since Huo Jingyuan respects the old man so much, why didn't he see the old man on his birthday last time?

Her eyes blinked, very puzzled, but the old man had already pointed to the position next to him with a smile, and his tone was strange: "Sit down." You don't have to be so diligent when you're busy, how many times have you said it? Just don't listen! ”

Qiao Ruoqing held the teacup in her hand, drank the tea obediently, and didn't intervene.

In the past, the old man was in charge of the Song family, so Qiao Ruoqing thought to herself, the two should have some contact because of the business relationship, and there may be a lot of work to talk about when they meet, after drinking two cups of tea, she said hello to the old man and went to the kitchen to help.

In fact, she doesn't know much about the kitchen.

In the past, she learned to cook in order to chase Song Mingyuan, but after two days of learning, her patience ran out and she couldn't persevere.

This time I went to the old man's place, but I was quite interested, and I followed the maid to learn a lot of knowledge points, although I almost cut the potatoes twice, but I still think it is very interesting.

"Can you watch the potatoes peel like this?" Qiao Ruoqing took the potato that had been peeled off a large circle and looked at the maid next to her who was busy with other things, her face was flushed, as if she had covered a pink veil.

The maid looked back and saw the potato the size of a stainless steel spoon, and froze for two seconds, struggling with how to answer.

I thought to myself, if I follow Miss Qiao's cutting method, then I'm afraid I will have to buy vegetables again at noon today.

But firstly, she is a young lady, and secondly, she is a guest, so she has to give some face.

Qiao Ruoqing saw the maid staring at her hand, and she didn't answer, and she also knew it in her heart.

Shrinking her hand, she was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I'm not very good at ......"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a low laugh behind him.

As soon as Qiao Ruoqing turned around, she saw that Huo Jingyuan had stood at the door of the kitchen without knowing when.

The man wore a solid-colored long-sleeved shirt, the sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, forming irregular but very neat folds, the exposed forearms were smooth, his hands were copied in the pockets of his trousers, and he was staring at the small potatoes in her hands, the corners of his lips were hooked, as if he had discovered something new.

Qiao Ruoqing was even more embarrassed, put her hands behind her back, hung her head, and spoke in a voice with a little complaint: "What are you laughing at...... laughing?"

"You're going to use potato peels to help the disaster area?" Huo Jingyuan said, the person had arrived in front of her.

Hearing that he was ridiculing himself, Qiao Ruoqing just wanted to refute, but his hand was suddenly held by Huo Jingyuan, his palm was covered with the back of her hand, and the warm touch was extremely strong.

Although they are relatively familiar, they have not had such physical contact.

Qiao Ruoqing couldn't help but breathe, and didn't dare to raise her head, "Huo ...... Brother Huo......"

She wanted to ask Huo Jingyuan what she wanted to do, but when she thought that there was still a maid in the kitchen, she couldn't ask.

Thinking about it in his heart, the paring knife in his palm has been carefully removed.

Qiao Ruoqing raised her head and saw Huo Jingyuan holding a paring knife in his right hand, picking up a potato in his left hand and checking it, and began to peel it smoothly and naturally.