Fortune Teller Master

Remember for a second

Li Jiahui didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Although her mother still had an obsession with her marriage, it was the best result for her. At least in the past few years, her mother can't object whether it is a postgraduate entrance examination or a job. After all, another prerequisite for marriage is a successful career.

Li's mother sighed and recognized the reality. Wang Xiuying didn't dare to say a word. Except for Lin Qingyin, Li Jiahui was in the best mood. She reached out and called the waiter, ordered drinks, pastries, and snacks such as fries and chicken, and Lin Qingyin ate them with great relish.

Li's mother couldn't eat it, and she felt uneasy when she sat down. She waited and waited, but no one came. She couldn't help but ask Lin Qingyin, "Master, how long until they arrive?"

Lin Qingyin glanced at Li's mother: "Your father will be there in five minutes, and the old lady will be there in fifteen minutes."

Mama Li glanced at the time on the phone and waited anxiously. Just five minutes later, Mama Li's eldest brother Zhang Jinhua came in with old man Zhang. Mama Li quickly stood up and let out a soft cry. :"elder brother."

Zhang Jinhua glared at Li's mother with a dark face, and scolded her in a stern voice: "It's not easy for a child to get into such a good university. If you don't say that you support her in her studies, what's the trouble all day long? How can there be such a big deal? The child is on a blind date? You are so confused."

Seeing Li's mother drooping her head and not daring to say a word, Li Jinhua snorted heavily: "You not only brought your child on a blind date, but also made such a big deal, this means that our mother is gone, if our mother is still alive, you Let's see how I clean you up!"

Li's mother lowered her head and said a few words, not at all domineering in front of her daughter. At this moment, the old man didn't care about his scolded daughter, and extended his hand to Zhang Mingyu excitedly: "Oh, this is my grandson, let Grandpa see."

Zhang Mingyu glanced at him coldly, but there was not much emotion in the very similar eyes: "Don't be in a hurry to recognize, whether you are my grandfather depends on what my father and I say, I personally don't really think about it. Multiple grandpas."

Hearing Zhang Mingyu mentioning his nǎinǎi, the old man Zhang was very excited: "Is Xiaofang okay?"

"Xiaofang is not your name." Zhang Mingyu coldly replied, "Please call me nǎinǎi Ms. Chen."

"You child, why am I also your grandfather, why do you talk like that?" Old Man Zhang was embarrassed as he sat down on the empty table beside him.

Zhang Jinhua didn't have the face to stand up for his old man. He didn't know until now that his old man had actually done such a thing. In today's words, he is a proper scumbag!

Seeing that no one said anything, Wang Xiuying took the opportunity to stand up and glanced at Zhang Mingyu with a guilty conscience: "There are quite a lot of people here, why don't I take your brother back first?"

Zhang Mingyu is distressed that nǎinǎi and his father are not easy. He has always given his stepmother a lot of face. He just hopes that the family will be more peaceful, and they will not be upset by trivial matters. But she usually doesn't care about herself, but he can't bear the pain of her whole life when she opens up the pain of her life.

Seeing that Wang Xiuying wanted to leave with a guilty conscience, Zhang Mingyu sneered at her: "Do you dare to try to leave?"

Zhang Mingyu's sneering expression was very similar to his father's when he was young. Wang Xiuying's heart trembled, and she sat there without daring to move.

About ten minutes later, a man with a six-point resemblance to Zhang Jinhua walked in with an old lady with silver hair. Zhang Mingyu immediately stood up and greeted the two of them.

Three generations of grandfathers and grandchildren stood at the door, and Zhang Mingyu told everything about it. The old lady didn't see any change in her face, but Zhang Mingyu's father, Zhang Han, had a black face like the bottom of a pot, and looked like he wanted to eat people.

Seeing Zhang Han's expression from a distance, Wang Xiuying wanted to stuff her head under the table, but her youngest son was so happy to eat with a piece of chocolate cake, she didn't even understand what was going on.

Zhang Mingyu and his father walked over with the old lady one by one, the old man Zhang saw Chen Fang who was getting closer and could not help but stood up, greeted him excitedly, and stretched out his hand to the old lady: "Xiao Fang! "

Chen Fang's expression did not change at all, she nodded at him as if looking at a stranger: "Hello, Mr. Zhang."

When old man Zhang heard the words "Mr. Zhang", his face showed a hurt look, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Xiaofang, do you still hate me?"

Chen Fang smiled lightly: "Mr. Zhang is joking, there is love and hatred. To me, you are just a person I once knew, so why hate words?"

The old man Zhang showed a look of astonishment. Looking at Chen Fang's unwavering eyes, he was a little flustered.

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