Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Zhuo Bi, Grandfather just wants to ask you a question." Zhuo Dongyang stepped forward, looked at the way they were holding hands, and said with a heavy heart: "Suppose, you cancel that marriage now, and then fall in love with that woman later."

"Grandpa, no! Zhuo Bi only loves Yao Rong in this life." Zhuo Bi listened and answered the words in a hurry, as if he was afraid that Zhuo Dongyang would regret it.

Xiao Nan went to the sandalwood chair and sat down, took the tea leaves and made a cup of tea, poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and looked at Yao Rong with a smile.

"In this case, then, I'll go and cancel the marriage." Zhuo Dongyang listened, bowed his head in silence for a few seconds, and said.

Zhuo Bi listened, his whole body was excited, he looked down at Yao Rong, and said, "Thank you, great grandfather."

Xiao Nan poured a cup of tea and pushed it aside, Zhuo Dongyang stepped forward and sat down.

"Then you must promise me that if you fall in love with your ex-wife in the future, don't blame me for not agreeing." Zhuo Dongyang said.

Xiao Nan smiled and said nothing, Zhuo Bi pulled Yao Rong, bowed to them, and said: "Don't disturb the two grandpas for tea, Yao Rong and I will go out first."

He took Yao Rong by the hand and left quickly.

In the hall, Xiao Nan was drinking tea, staring at Zhuo Dongyang with sharp black eyes, and said with a smile: "You old man, what's the matter if you play with your great-grandson in the applause?"

Zhuo Dongyang took a sip of tea, apparently in a particularly good mood.

"Young people, you should be able to withstand the toss." Zhuo Dongyang said.

He looked at Xiao Nan, took the teapot and continued, and said, "Like back then, you insisted on not agreeing, but you didn't let go in the end? Children today are no different than we used to be."

After Xiao Nan drank the tea in his cup, he put down the cup, walked out, and said, "Gu Chuyan is different. She saved Mo Han's life many times, and her kindness to my Xiao family is as heavy as a mountain. Besides, two people who can trust each other with their lives, we Happy."

Zhuo Dongyang drank tea, looked at the warm yellow light, laughed, and drank alone.

Xiao's house, in the corridor, the snow scene at night is even more beautiful under the light of the lanterns.

"Zhuo Bi, I have a history of marriage, are you sure you don't mind?" Yao Rong stood there, looking at the scenery, and asked softly.

The cold wind blew across her little face, making it even colder, but it made her feel more real.

Zhuo Bi stepped forward, held her hand, and stood side by side with her.

"Is she pretty?" Yao Rong asked curiously.

Zhuo Bi lowered his head, looked at her small face, bent over and said in a low voice, "I haven't seen it before, but it's definitely not as beautiful as yours."

Yao Rong's beautiful phoenix eyes flashed a faint smile, and said, "I've already passed the door, how come I haven't seen it?"

"I ran away from marriage, that night... the night I met you in the wine cellar." Zhuo Bi said in a deep voice, pulling her forward, stepping on the snow, making a crisp sound.

Yao Rong stopped walking and looked at him in astonishment.

"It can't be such a coincidence, can it?" Yao Rong lowered his head, looking at the branded footprints on the snow.

She recalled Zhuo Dongyang's words just now, together with Zhuo Bi's words, how did she feel that she and Zhuo Bi... .

"I ran away that night too..." Yao Rong hadn't finished speaking, when he heard the movement, he turned around and wanted to go forward, but when he saw the lights went out, it seemed that something had happened.

"What happened?" she said.

Zhuo Bi said to her: "You go back to your room first, I'll go and have a look."

"No, I'll go too." Seeing this, Yao Rong couldn't sit still, so she left with Zhuo Bi.

Just about to ask, but missed the opportunity.

Both of them didn't know what it was like to be played by grandpa, but in retrospect, it was really uncomfortable.

Halfway up the mountain, villa.