Chapter 241: Tracing the Origin of the Bronze Bracelet
The warbler-like coquettish voice gradually calmed down, and Mo Qingyu, who had always been optimistic and a little forgetful, quickly dispelled the depression in her heart.
After comforting herself like this, the girl Huo Ran jumped down from the bluestone she was sitting on, patted the little dust attached to her palm with her jade hand, smiled relievedly at the distance of the lake, and turned back to find Shao Yang as if nothing happened.
When Mo Qingfeng returned to the No. 4 intersection of Jinjiang Garden in Modern City from Santa Feyton Business School, the sky had gradually turned from afternoon to dusk. The sunset, which is as red as a pomegranate, hangs obliquely on the treetops of the low mountains and forests in the west, spreading a scene of golden dust on the entire seaside land.
The gentle engine sound of the sports car came from far and near, until it quietly echoed for a moment on the side of the parking lane next to the Mo family's villa, and then it faintly dissipated. And Mo Qingfeng, who had a complicated complexion, walked out of the car.
"Where should I have seen the young face that passed me by just now, but why can't I remember it? Also, how could he happen to be when Qingyu was going to school. Could it be that it is a classmate or friend of Qingyu? ”
Mo Qingfeng muttered a few words to himself casually, then raised his hand and looked at his watch, his expression changed suddenly, and then he didn't care about parking his car back in the basement, so he rushed to the door in front of him.
The sound of the gentle push of the door fell, and Mo Qingfeng walked cautiously, wanting to run through the living room to his room. However, a sudden familiar call made him break out in a cold sweat all over his body.
"Sunny Wind, where have you been today? What about rain or shine? ”
Before seeing him, Mo Qingfeng could distinguish a trace of solemnity hidden in Huang Yun's slightly hoarse questioning voice. This couldn't help but make his handsome brow furrow slightly.
But Mo Qingfeng naturally couldn't lie to his grandmother, so after pouting helplessly, he turned to look at his grandmother and replied truthfully: "Grandma, I just sent Qingyu back to school, it seems that she was going to get something important." ”
"What's that?" Huang Yun stared at Mo Qingfeng, and after a while, his expression eased, but he still continued to ask questions in a flat tone.
"I don't know. Qingyu didn't say it, and I was embarrassed to ask, after all, she also has her own privacy. ”
Raising his hand and scratching the hair that drooped from his eyebrows in front of his forehead, Mo Qingfeng glanced away from his grandmother and swept away. However, although his words were ostensibly talking about Mo Qingyu and himself, it was easy for a discerning person to hear the other references implied in his mouth.
Obviously, although Mo Qingfeng also wants to know what his sister is doing at school, he also attaches great importance to privacy, and he will not want to be nagged by his grandmother like this.
"Oh, you. Okay, grandma doesn't ask you. However, since you sent Qingyu to school, why didn't you wait to pick her up and ran back first? ”
Huang Yun sighed lightly, she naturally understood the meaning of Qingfeng's words, but when she was about to go downstairs, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and looked at Mo Qingfeng and asked.
"Grandma, you forgot, today is Sunday, and she lives on campus in the rain and shines, so she doesn't have to go home again."
Mo Qingfeng's eyebrows were a little worried, trying to avoid his grandmother's gaze, and then explained so casually.
Naturally, this would not be what Mo Qingyu said to him, and the latter had no intention of staying in school, but at this moment, in the face of his grandmother's repeated inquiries to him, he suddenly blurted out for some reason.
Perhaps, he just really didn't want to explain anything, and he didn't want his grandmother to ask any more.
Huang Yun just looked down at her grandson downstairs with a faint gaze, and there was a little loneliness in her slightly cloudy vision.
After a brief silence, the grandfather and grandson looked at each other again. However, when Mo Qingfeng couldn't help but want to say something, Huang Yun spoke first and changed the topic-
"Qingfeng, grandma wants to go to the hospital to see your mother today. After dinner, you can drive me and come with me. ”
"Oh. Okay, good ......."
When Mo Qingfeng heard this, his pupils first froze in place, and only after a moment did he immediately come back to his senses, suppressing the emotions that had been withdrawn, and nodding again and again with a hint of complexity on his face.
Slowly retracting his gaze, Mo Qingfeng lowered his head slightly, and glanced at Huang Yun who was walking back to the room with his back to him, and then gradually calmed down his somewhat fluctuating emotions. Although he has long been accustomed to his grandmother caring for his sister far more than himself, he will still be a little unhappy in his heart when it comes to the end.
In a leisure plaza near the sea in the downtown neighborhood of Santa Fe, there are many pergolas that provide entertainment and catering for citizens, and under the pergola, there are all kinds of gorgeous tables and chairs. In the meantime, the stone path is vertical and horizontal, the flowers on both sides are splendid, and there is also a faint sound of moving European-style tunes, which is quietly spreading.
And among the crowds of people, I can vaguely see two familiar figures by the fountain dining shed covered by a gorgeous fence, a middle-aged and a girl, it is Nalan Yanfeng and Tang Yating.
After getting into Nalan Yunxiao's limousine, Tang Yating followed Nalan Yanfeng all the way here. The latter chartered an open-air dining room with the most VIP treatment in the place.
Although this has the habit of the Nalan family to be extravagant, it is also due to the quiet consideration of the environment.
Tang Yating, who was sitting on a wooden chair, looked around casually with a little amazement and curiosity. Sitting quietly in this dining retreat where the per capita consumption can reach 2,000 is a scene she has never wanted.
Even though she was brainwashed by her mother's hatred of the rich since she was a child, Tang Yating, who has received formal education, still yearns for a high-end life in high society. This is not to say that she is poor and loves money, but that she also hopes to live a better life without violating her own principles and giving up her dignity.
Tang Yating's mentality, although she never said it, but Nalan Yanfeng, who sat on the side and always looked at her quietly after ordering food, took in it all. And the latter, who has always been very thoughtful and spicy, also clearly saw the answer he wanted from Tang Yating's gaze.
"How? Have you never seen such a gorgeous and luxurious living environment? ”
Nalan Yanfeng lightly put the recipe he was holding in his hand to the corner of the dining table, then raised his head and withdrew his gaze, his gaze drooped slightly, his hands folded and said with a casual smile: "That's right, I think this kind of place, you should also be here for the first time." But I'm sure there will be a next one. ”
"What the hell are you trying to ask? Mr. Nalan, you haven't told me why you have one of the bronze bracelets that my mother has handed down from her family? ”
Tang Yating was made by Nalan Yanfeng's sudden, even somewhat cold words, and her face stiffened slightly. However, when she regained her indifference and turned her head to meet the latter's eyes, she no longer had any intention of beating around the bush, and chose to ask directly.
Seeing that Tang Yating had no intention of answering his question, Nalan Yanfeng's face seemed to have a faint hint of stupidity, but soon he couldn't help laughing lightly, and even the corners of his lips showed signs of rising slightly.
"It's nearly dusk, and it's time for dinner. Since you've come with me, why don't you spend some more time and have dinner together? If I'm hungry, I won't be in the mood to say what you want to know. ”
"You!"
A coquettish voice that endured a low anger blurted out, Tang Yating's slender eyebrows like willow leaves suddenly frowned, and after taking a deep breath of cool air, she forcibly suppressed the urge to get up and leave, slowly pursed her lips and nodded, and leaned lightly on the back of the chair.
"Okay. Anyway, you spend money, and you eat. ”
Looking at Nalan Yanfeng's vigorous face, which never showed any emotional fluctuations, although Tang Yating's heart was still hot, she had always been stubborn, so she still chose to agree.
After all, the matter of her mother's loss of the bronze bracelet passed down by her grandmother was too shocking for her, and Tang Yating felt like she had to figure it out in her heart.
After about ten minutes, the special Western dishes began to be served to the table one by one.
It wasn't until all the dishes were served that Nalan Yanfeng, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating and had not moved, slowly opened his deep pupils, raised his hand and waved lightly at Du Liang behind him. Seeing this, the latter naturally understood, and after bowing, he hurriedly retreated, and slowly closed the crystal door of the private room.
"The dishes are all ready, and you have taken everyone else away, so now, it should be okay, right?"
Tang Yating raised her head slightly, and glanced around the table with antiquity, all the delicacies that she had never even seen. After swallowing a spit without even noticing, the girl hurriedly put away her embarrassment and stood upright, staring at Nalan Yanfeng.
"What's the hurry, since the dishes are ready, let's talk about dinner first. You are very hungry when you look at you, so why bother your stomach for that dispensable face? ”
Nalan Yanfeng spoke in a flat tone, and he slowly sat up straight. He lifted his hands with his fingers crossed in front of his abdomen, picked up the knives and forks beside the table, and wiped them gently and slowly with paper, and finally spread out the cloth beside the table and placed it under the plate.
After doing this, he picked up the knife and fork on his side again and lightly cut the caviar dipped in Wagyu sirloin steak on the plate.
"Heh, it's just a meal, and I'm really not afraid of trouble and wasting time like this."
Tang Yating's eyelashes blinked slightly at Nalan Yanfeng, and it wasn't until she saw that he finally put a small piece of steak in her mouth, and then she lowered her head and muttered with a voice that only she could hear. Then she raised her eyebrows slightly, and also picked up the knife and fork on the side of the dining table, and after casually trying the feeling in her hand, her red lips pursed slightly, and then cut it off.
"Bang-boom-"
The crisp sound of knives and forks hitting the plates came and went, making the whole house seem noisy in an instant.
Tang Yating's pink lips pursed slightly, and a touch of anxiety and embarrassment began to appear on her pretty face. From time to time, she glanced up at Nalan Yanfeng across the dining table, but when she saw the latter looking at her with a play-like gaze, the emotion that had been holding back and unwilling to lose confidence finally exploded a little uncontrollably.