After Ming Dai understood the ins and outs, she was not irritable or angry, and comforted Xia Ling:

"It's okay, there are so many resort hotels near Yanjing, it's a big deal that we can change another one, now it's too late."

"That's all there is to it."

Xia Ling pushed the small suitcase and just turned around.

Someone not far away recognized her:

"Miss Xia Ling?"

Xia Ling followed the prestige and saw a familiar face.

It's her uncle's right-hand man and secretary, could it be that her uncle is also here?

Sure enough.

The accompanying secretary walked up to Xia Ling and Ming Dai, bowed, and asked:

"Miss Xia Ling, are you on vacation with friends?"

"Well, I booked a room in advance, and I was just told to charter it." Xia Ling suddenly reacted that something was wrong, "Wait, is it you who chartered the venue?"

The secretary smiled: "Yes, Miss Xia, sir, he just bought this resort the day before yesterday, and asked the team to talk about business here, and experience the hotel's services by the way."

Xia Ling tugged at the corners of his mouth: "Little uncle, he is really ...... There are a wide range of investment interests."

The secretary smiled and did not answer.

"Since the two of you are on vacation, let's arrange two more rooms."

"Two? No, we'll just have one!"

Xia Ling happily hugged Mingdai's shoulder, so happy,

"Great, Dai! We don't have to look for another hotel!"

Mingdai smiled and nodded.

As everyone knows, because of Xia Ling's attitude, the accompanying secretary was curious about Ming Dai and looked at it twice.

After all, the eldest lady of the Xia family is notoriously cold, how have you ever seen her smile at anyone?

However, the accompanying secretary was busy all day, and he didn't have time to watch TV or pay attention to online entertainment, and he didn't recognize Ming Dai when he saw the face under the brim of his cap.

"Those two rest, I'll arrange it at the front desk."

"Good!"

Xia Ling thought about it, and out of politeness, he called his uncle again.

The other party estimated that he was busy, and waited for a long time to answer the phone, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he had a vaguely nasal voice:

"Xia Ling?"

"It's me!" Xia Ling listened to the voice and couldn't help asking, "Uncle, are you sick?"

"It's just a cold."

Xia Ling said oh oh twice, he didn't dare to delay the busy time, and hurriedly told him about meeting his accompanying secretary at the hotel front desk.

The little uncle's voice came with a smile:

"What a coincidence. Then you and your friends have had a good time these two days, and tell the hotel if you need anything."

"Okay little uncle, go get busy."

Xia Ling hung up the phone, and the accompanying secretary also completed the formalities and sent the room card to the front.

"Do you need to send them over?"

"No, I'm familiar with it."

Xia Ling waved at him and led Ming Dai away.

Mingdai: "Your little uncle's words, is that the one who came on your birthday last time?"

Ming Dai was also at Xia Ling's birthday party that day, and she heard more or less rumors about Xia Ling's little uncle, although they were all fragmented fragments and couldn't put together a complete story, it didn't prevent Ming Dai from knowing that Xia Ling's little uncle was a great big man.

"It's him."

"Listening to your tone, you seem to be a little afraid of him?"

"It's not just fear! It should be said that it is fear! Awe!"

「…… So exaggerated?"

Xia Ling raised his finger and shook it.

"No, you don't. When I was a child, I thought that my little uncle was an immortal from the sky, and I didn't even dare to breathe in front of him!"

Saying that, Xia Ling recalled interesting stories from his childhood-

At that time, she was only in her teens, which was the age of ignorance and innocence, and she was taken by her grandmother

I went to visit the temple, and when I came back, I met my uncle for the first time at my grandmother's house, and I was shocked.

The little uncle was actually eight years older than her, and he was just a young man at that time, and in Xia Ling's eyes, he thought that the immortals in the murals of the Taoist temple had come out, and his clothes were better than snow, and his fairy spirit was insignificant.

Xia Ling was in a daze and thought that he had arrived at the temple again, so he hurriedly learned the movements taught by his grandmother and saluted his little uncle.

And the tendon is so strong that the little uncle can't even stop it, and the teenage Xia Ling has a stubborn temper, saying that kneeling is to kneel.

As a result, the family members who rushed to hear the news saw it and laughed breathlessly.

Since then, this matter has become Xia Ling's black material, and it has been taken out to make fun of it from time to time.

Xia Ling couldn't wait for this memory to disappear from everyone's minds, and of course she wouldn't tell it to Ming Dai.

Even though Ming Dai found that her expression was strange, Xia Ling still shook her head firmly:

"No, I didn't laugh."

"Good, good."

Ming Dai didn't poke her.

In a blink of an eye, the room has arrived, and the secretary has intimately prepared a suite facing the mountain view, with 360-degree curved floor-to-ceiling glass, elegant and simple decoration style, bamboo lanterns, pear wood tables, games of Go and tea tables, etc.

In the short time after entering the house, the sudden snow fell even more, covering the deep winter mountain scenery behind him with a thin layer of white, like a light veil draped by the goddess on her shoulders, with a hazy beauty.

Ming Dai and Xia Ling stood at the door and enjoyed the scenery for a while before turning around and continuing to pack their luggage.

Xia Ling: "Are you a little tired? I heard your assistant say that filming has been going on since 6 a.m., do you want to sleep for a while?"

"Then let's sleep."

Ming Dai is indeed a little sleepy.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sky is dark, the sky is full of goose feathers and snow, the east wind is cold, but the house is warm like spring, it is really a good time to sleep.

Ming Dai washed briefly, changed her clothes, and lay down in the quilt for half an hour.

During this period, Xia Ling, who was sitting in front of the window reading a book, heard someone knocking on the door, it was her uncle who specially asked people to send warm tea and tea fruits, a few small tea fruits, in order to cater to the appearance of persimmons in winter, so beautiful that people can't bear to swallow.

Xia Ling was a little greedy, but she also waited for Mingdai to sleep and eat together.

Before I knew it, it was dark outside, and it was almost twilight.

Ming Dai finally got up from a full sleep and paid attention to the extra things in the room:

"Did you send it from the hotel?"

"Uncle sent it."

"Your little uncle is really proper." Ming Dai couldn't help but admire.

"That's right." Xia Ling rarely agreed, "My little uncle looks a little fairy and difficult to contact, but in fact, his personality is quite good, when I was a child, I was disobedient and broke his things, and he didn't blame me once."

For children, it is best to tolerate their elders.

So Xia Ling is in awe of his little uncle, but he likes it.

"I just don't know what kind of little aunt I'm going to find in the future...... Hey, Dai, leave me some!"

The girls sat cross-legged in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, eating snacks, drinking weak tea, and occasionally talking and laughing.

The small red clay stove of warm tea burns quietly, and the warmth spreads with it.

It is also a quiet time.

(End of chapter)

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