The Adventures of My All-Rounder Wife

Lu Mian felt that the tuft in front of him was a hindrance, and it was so tall and big that it blocked the entire door.

After pulling away hard, she saw Xiao Qimo and Grandpa Xiao standing behind.

Lu Mian noticed that the old man had changed into a fitted suit. Even though he was in his seventies, she still stood stiffly, and she took care of her clothes.

Xiao Jianli looked at first sight, "This is Mianmian, right?!"

"..." Lu Mian understood it, and took advantage of the trend, responding gently and gently: "Are you Grandpa Xiao?"

"Yes, I am me."

"Grandpa Xiao is good."

"Good, all good."

After the two people exchanged greetings, Lu Mian saw Xiao Qimo standing very far, three meters away from the door.

After their greetings, Xiao Qimo came over and said in a weak tone, "This is a gift from my grandfather."

He hastily put aside relationships.

"Ah." Is this tuft for her?

Lu Mian had never received such a gift. She looked at the huge and bloated plush bear a little strangely, not knowing where to start before she could get it into the house.

In her memory, this was something Lu Xinnuan liked.

"Mianmian, what's the matter? Don't you like it?" Xiao Jianli took the stuffed bear into his arms, "I didn't find the pink one, only this beige one."

"Ah..." Lu Mian raised a smile, "It's okay. Beige is fine."

She turned sideways to give way to the old man, Xiao Jianli dragged the bear all the way into the living room, and occupied a huge position on the sofa.

Lu Mian turned around to pour tea for the elderly.

After Xiao Jianli walked in, he took a look at the layout of the room. This house is the same as the apartment next door, and after careful consideration, it seems that their master bedroom is connected together.

Xiao Jianli felt that by opening a hole in the head of the bed, the two of them were about the same house.

He acknowledged his grandson's method of chasing girls.

Lu Mian patiently brewed tea for Xiao Jianli, and when she brought the cup to the old man, she carefully looked at the seventy-year-old man.

Meeting for the first time... consider it the first time.

Lu Mian looked at the old man's kind and elegant manner, and his eyes were somewhat similar to Xiao Qimo.

She paused for a while: "Grandpa Xiao, I think you are familiar."

"Hahaha..."

Xiao Jianli took the cup and couldn't wait to take a sip of the tea that Lu Mian brought. When he put the cup down, a hearty smile appeared on his face.

"This girl Mianmian can talk." Who said that Lu Mian has no emotional intelligence? Isn't that good talking?

Xiao Jianli watched Lu Mian's show last night, and of course he also knew her performance on stage and the choking operations. At that time, he thought that although the girl was upright and cold, she was more than enough to match their grandson.

Looking at it this way now, the EQ of the other little girl is high, and she will be able to pull in everyone's relationship from the beginning.

"Girl, I look familiar with you too." Really familiar.

He has presbyopia, which is not clear from the live broadcast. Today, after taking a closer look at Lu Mian, his eyebrows are indeed somewhat familiar.

"..." Xiao Qimo felt that the two were talking awkwardly.

And silently added a sentence in his heart: After his mother saw Lu Mian, she was also coaxed to smile with her.

but--

His grandfather will find out later.

The man took out his mobile phone without any sense of existence, because no one was paying attention to him and he was very bored, so he sent a text message and found something to do for Mo Sr.

Xiao Jianli sat in the middle of the sofa, focusing on Lu Mian.

The parents asked some basic information shortly, which was a simple understanding of Lu Mian.

While drinking tea, his gaze had already looked at the living room, and in the most eye-catching position, he saw a majestic calligraphy and painting.

He was curious for a while, put down the cup, and walked over here with his hands behind his back.

Lu Mian got up and followed him.

Xiao Jianli stared at the calligraphy and painting for a while, his expression was quite intriguing.

this is……

If he reads it right, isn't this the painting hanging in Meng Zhenqing's shop? At the time, the five yuan was collected by Lao Lu and sold for 500,000 yuan.

Xiao Jianli suddenly remembered Meng Zhenqing's son's description of the client: a young couple, the man is very generous.

Because this transaction was done too smoothly, it became the record that the opponent talked about.

emmm...

Xiao Jianli's piercing gaze shifted from the calligraphy and painting to Xiao Qimo.

The case was solved.

This unlucky person is his grandson.

This grandson!

Seeing him looking at this painting, Lu Mian asked in confusion, "Grandpa Xiao, is there any problem?"

"No, no, it's not your problem!"

"Oh." Lu Mian didn't understand.

Xiao Jianli looked at his grandson, a little hard to say. He decided that he would not take Xiao Qimo to Meng Zhenqing's shop.

"Mianmian, you really like this painting?"

"This style of painting is very good."

"Oh?" Xiao Jianli was a little surprised. The beautiful young girl actually liked this rough and bold style of painting, which did not fit her youthful and beautiful age.

The stuffed bear he gave...

Xiao Jianli seemed to realize something, and discovered that the decoration of Lu Mian's home was so cold and simple that it could rival Xiao Qimo.

He coughed slightly, "Mianmian, you have a unique vision! Keep this painting well, it's good."

"Yeah." Lu Mian pointed to Xiao Qimo, "Director Qi gave it to me."

"I know! If you like anything in the future, just let him buy it." Xiao Jianli was not polite at all, and advised Lu Mian not to be polite with Xiao Qimo, "If you make so much money, don't give it to the object, who will spend it ?"

what……

Lu Mian seems to have gotten something, making money for the object to spend, eh.

Xiao Qimo looked faintly: Grandpa, your grandson-in-law is actually an invisible rich woman. I want to spend some money for her, but it's too difficult.

Xiao Jianli was not entangled with the painting, and slowly returned to the sofa, sipping his tea, the more he watched, the happier he became.

The first time I met... well, consider it the first time.

Lu Mian was better-looking than on TV, and he was of the kind to watch. Standing with his grandson, he was an absolute match.

Xiao Jianli saw his big bear being left out in the cold, and he waved to them enthusiastically.

"Mianmian, Qi Mo, come here and I will take a picture of you!"

Xiao Qimo is very disgusted: isn't it? Isn't it?

"Mianmian is here, Qi Mo sits over there."

The old man said that, even if Lu Mian didn't think much about it, she still walked over obediently and sat on the side of the big bear. Her thin body became even thinner.

Xiao Qimo's face was black, and only after seeing his wife's face did he sit on the other side.

Xiao Jianli started awkwardly and slowly looking for the phone camera function.