Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

into the night.

The study room on the second floor of the Yan Family Villa.

Yan Huai sat behind the desk, holding in her hand a photo of her granddaughter when she entered the second year of high school.

In the photo, the beautiful girl's face is still immature, her smile is delicate and soft, and her black eyes are clear.

"Thinking about Qiqi again?" Meng Jingxian walked in with the freshly cooked ginseng soup, put the soup cup on the table, then walked to her husband, bowed her head and joined him, looking at the cute girl in the photo, " Yan Xi said, when Qi Qi went there, she was still sixteen years old, her appearance and age hadn't changed."

"But we are two years older. Look at me, there are a lot more gray hairs than the year before, isn't it?" Yan Huai caressed the photo with her thumb, regret and sadness flashed in her eyes, and she felt even more guilty, "Axian, I'm not a qualified grandfather. Qiqi grew up in Huicheng until she was sixteen, and I haven't seen her many times. Every day, I'm either caught up in this thing or that thing, and spend most of my life. I have given it to the family and the company, even if she is injured and hospitalized, I can't go to accompany her. My granddaughter is not close to Agui yet."

"You're so old, you're still comparable to Agui." Meng Jingxian said angrily, "Qiqi is your granddaughter, and she is related by blood. When she was outside, she was like an unbeatable iron man. When she came back, how did she start? Hurt the spring and the autumn? When I see Qiqi in the future, I will tell Qiqi that your grandfather is jealous at home."

Yan Huai looked up, "Where did you learn to complain?"

"Qiqi taught me, you want to settle accounts with our granddaughter?"

"..." This woman became more and more able to handle him.

Putting the photos away carefully, Yan Huai took the ginseng soup and drank it without leaving a drop.

He also wants to see his good granddaughter again, she must have a good body and live a long life.

You can always wait.

Qiqida has suffered so much since she was born, only with his grandfather can he protect her well and prevent her from suffering any more grievances.

He can't trust anyone.

As for the two sons, Yan Huai didn't take it seriously at all.

Compared with the sweet-hearted granddaughter, those two things are sesame seeds that are not worth discarding if they are not used.

the next day.

Yan Huai went downstairs full of energy, holding a copy of the company's annual plan written overnight in his hand.

I heard that there is also the richest man in the capital over there, named Xiao.

The so-called one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

After he passes, there can only be one richest man named Yan.

Not number one, not enough to support his granddaughter.

"Chairman." Seeing him going downstairs, Uncle Xiang greeted him immediately and reported, "I just received a call from Mr. Xiao, inviting you to a private banquet on the 10th of next month."

"Rejected." Yan Huai didn't want to refuse straight away.

I haven't heard of the old man of the Xiao family.

Ah Xiang has been with him for decades, and he is also old, and his mind is a little confused.

In recent years, he has rarely attended private banquets in Kyoto.

To please move him, you have to have enough face.

Ordinary people can't call Yan's house.

"Chairman," Uncle Xiang walked out following the man's footsteps, persuading helplessly, "The old man of the Xiao family seldom hosts banquets, and usually only gathers with discerning people. Those who are eligible to be invited by him are all politicians and businessmen. Jie Juqing. After all, the Xiao family is the richest man in the capital, so this face can be given."

Yan Huai stopped in his tracks, squinted his eyes, and made people dare not look at him with a strong aura, "Who do you say is the richest man in the capital? The Xiao family?"

Who would come out of nowhere and dare to take the crown off his head?

After a while, Yan Huai's narrowed eyes gradually opened, with a deep and unpredictable expression, "You mean the Xiao family, the capital? Where is the banquet venue?"

"Xiangshan Xiaozhu."

"Who is attending the banquet?"

"The old man of the Mo family, the first-class prominent family, Cen Yu, the chairman of Huanyu International, Fang Kehui, the secretary-general of the city council, and Long Maoxian, the candidate for the next standing committee."

The name is obviously unfamiliar, but the detailed information related to it unfolded in his mind one by one.

Yan Huai laughed loudly, "Accepted!"

Uncle Xiang, "..." The chairman is extremely nervous today, which makes people feel anxious.

In the next moment, the nervous chairman in Uncle Xiang's eyes took out his mobile phone and dialed the number he knew so well, with a surprisingly high voice, "Qiqi! I'm grandpa! Grandpa is here!"

As for the crown that was taken off, Yan Huai temporarily put it aside, it is important to keep in touch with her granddaughter, as for the others, there is more time to get it back!

Today is Saturday.

Qiqi got up according to her normal schedule, had breakfast, and was going to accompany her grandpa and mother-in-law to practice Tai Chi in the community park.

I made an appointment with two roommates to go to the supermarket in the afternoon, so I had plenty of time.

As a result, before the two old and one young went out, the surprise came.

In the end, all plans were cancelled, and Qiqi, her mother-in-law and uncle Gui prepared fruits, made tea, and ordered dishes for lunch.

The whole family was busy, and the atmosphere of joy filled the room.

Only Mr. Fu sat alone on the sofa, as steady as an old dog.

The bad things that grab the baby are coming again, alas!

Yan Huai came very quickly, but it took an hour and a half from Yan's villa to Wangdu Garden.

Meng Jingxian and Yanxi also came together.

After entering the door, Yan Huai looked her granddaughter up, down, left, and right for more than ten minutes.

Caressing her granddaughter's small head with her big palm, Yan Huai smiled, with tears in her eyes, "Seriously counting, we haven't seen each other for three years. When I looked at the photos, I didn't realize that our Qi Qi has grown so tall."

In that time and space, the last time I saw my granddaughter was when my granddaughter was admitted to high school.

At that time, he flew to Huicheng himself to send his granddaughter to school.

At that time, how could I have imagined that such an incredible thing like traveling through time and space would happen.

I always think about going to see my little granddaughter when I am done with the things at hand, waiting and waiting, the granddaughter is gone, and there is nowhere to look for her.

Qi Qi held the man's arm and snuggled her head close.

Three years.

Grandpa is much older than the last time we met. The most obvious thing is the gray hair on the temples, which is almost completely white.

"Grandpa, Qi Qi is not tall, look, it's still so tall that it only reaches Grandpa's shoulders." She smiled with her small face up, her eyes were full of admiration for her elders.

"So no matter what age Qiqi is, in the eyes of grandpa, he is still a child." The man's clear laughter echoed in the room.

Yan Xi was already paralyzed on the sofa beside her, her eyes rolled wide and straight, "This old man only smiles when he sees Qi Qi."

Fu Yanchi, "If Dad smiles at you like that, you may not be able to bear it."

"That's right, if he wants to smile at me like that, I just run away. There must be something wrong behind it."

Meng Jingxian sat with Zhang Xifeng, with a helpless smile on her face.

At this moment, when they reunited with their loved ones, everyone was filled with excitement and joy.

There are too many things to say, even the children's jokes and complaints, at this moment, it is harmless and adds to the atmosphere.

"Dad, come and sit down first, eat some fruit and drink some tea. Let's sit down and chat slowly. This weekend, Qiqi will be at home all day." Song Yueliang brought out the boiled tea, reminding him to stay still The old and the young were seated at the gate without even moving the floor.

Mr. Fu hummed, "If he likes to stand, let him stand. The house is small and there is no place for him to sit."

Yan Huai walked over with her little granddaughter, and sat down next to the old man, next to him, "There is a place, it's just right to sit here."

The hand of the old man holding the cane was about to move.