Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Wenshui walked to the window and looked at the dark night. The backyard was a piece of lush grass. He leaned there with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the night scene with piercing eyes.

"Grandpa Xiao is right, you can't control your fate at all." Wen Shui said suddenly.

Han Changqing got up, walked to his side, and stood looking at him.

"But the Lord said that fate is determined by people and not by nature." Han Changqing said in a deep voice, as long as he works hard, he will be able to break many rules and will never let fate be at the mercy of him.

Zhuojia, compound

That night, when Gu Chuyan and Xiao Mohan got married, Yao Rong took the bouquet and watched her being embraced by Xiao Mohan, she stood there excitedly.

"Chuchu is so beautiful today." Yao Rong was so excited that he wanted to step forward.

Zhuo Bi turned around and stood in front of her.

"What do you want to do?" Zhuo Bi lowered his head and asked.

Yao Rong looked up and saw Zhuo Li's sexy thin lips with a bewitching smile, she took half a step back, pointed behind him, and said, "Don't you want to make a scene?"

Zhuo Bi turned around, pointed to that side and said, "Look."

Sure enough, a few people who secretly wanted to see were thrown out by Xiao Jiajun in the dark.

She was held by Zhuo Bi, who led her forward and said, "Go, I'll take you to see some good things."

Unfortunately, he only took a few steps when he saw two rows of men in black standing in front of him.

Seeing his figure, the man in black stood aside, and there was a figure standing at the end of the front, with his hands behind him, as if he was waiting for someone.

"Coming?" Zhuo Dongyang's voice sounded.

Zhuo Bi subconsciously turned around and stood in front of Yao Rong.

"Who is he?" Yao Rong looked at his appearance, she asked in a low voice.

Zhuo Bi stretched out his hand and clasped her wrist tightly, his face darkened, his mood fluctuated, his lips moved, and he said in a low voice, "My great-grandfather."

Looking at him, Yao Rong was obviously very afraid of the people in front of him.

Zhuo Dongyang turned around, his sharp black eyes swept across, he strode forward with big strides, and came to him, watching Zhuo Bi reach out and hold Yao Rong's hand.

"It's you?" Yao Rong was stunned for a few seconds, passed Zhuo Bi, and said in a joyful voice, "Grandpa?"

That time when she was kidnapped and rescued by Zhuo Dongyang, he left without leaving her name. She didn't expect that he would be Zhuo Bi's grandfather.

This world is so small.

"Come with me." Zhuo Dongyang's old face suddenly tightened, he said to her, and turned to leave.

Yao Rong looked at his figure, she was stunned for a moment, a little nervous, she glanced at Zhuo Li, the two followed him and walked towards the front yard.

Zhuo Dongyang pushed open the door and walked in.

The classical hall inside is very elegantly furnished, surrounded by red silk.

He walked to one side and sat on the main seat.

"Grandpa, Yao Rong and I really love each other, and we want to stay together forever, and I hope grandpa will make it happen." Zhuo Bi strode forward, bowed respectfully, and said respectfully.

Yao Rong stood there, at a loss.

"You, sit down." Zhuo Dongyang drank his tea, looked up at Yao Rong, and motioned her to sit down.

"Okay." Yao Rong was uneasy, not knowing what was going on.

Zhuo Bi's demeanor seemed to be afraid of something. Turning to look at Zhuo Dongyang, I found that he had a gentle smile, not a vicious person.

"I heard that you and Miss Gu are friends?" Zhuo Dongyang poured a cup of tea and pushed it towards her.

Yao Rong raised her beautiful face, her beautiful phoenix eyes were smiling, and her demeanor was charming. She nodded and said, "Well, she and I are best friends."

Zhuo Dongyang listened, put down his teacup, looked at her jokingly and said, "Sounds interesting, let me tell you."