Butler Zhang came in with a tray holding a water glass as usual, and then gently placed the water glass on the table.
"Sir, the Qi family sent an invitation this morning. On the tenth day of next month, Mr. Qi's 70th birthday, do you need me to push it for you?"
Gu Peilang raised his head from the document: "No need, when you go back to Qi's house, you said that I will be there on time that day. By the way, notify Liu Qi and ask him to prepare the gift."
"Okay, I see, I'll go right now." Butler Zhang nodded, then turned to leave.
On the other side, Su Jinyu, who was sitting lazily basking in the sun under the wall full of creeping tigers, seemed to be in a daze but was actually racking his brains to think about how to see the man again, and suddenly received a call from Mr. Su.
The old man on the phone was speaking like a bell, with a strong force that could not be rejected, and asked him to go back tonight.
Su Jinyu curled the corners of her lips, squinting lazily at the sunlight shining on the milky white steps outside the shade of greenery, her eyes were full of coldness.
"Grandpa, are you afraid that you are old and have a bad memory? I was kicked out by you half a month ago. You said that the Su family has no unfilial descendants like me, so you forgot?"
"Su Jinyu! You still don't know whether to repent! I am your grandfather, and you have the blood of the Su family on your body. Even if you die, you have to die in the Su family for me! I don't care where you are now, you must come back tonight. , don't give me the face of the Su family outside!"
Hearing the roar on the phone, Su Jinyu sneered: "If I had no choice, do you think I want to shed the blood of the Su family? As for the face, grandpa, does the Su family still have a face to lose?"
This outrageous remark directly made the old man on the other end of the phone so angry that his blood pressure was soaring.
"Jin Yu, I'm the second uncle."
As soon as Su Jinyu heard this voice, he knew the identity of the other party.
Su Jianghai…
His good uncle.
"It turned out to be the second uncle," Su Jinyu's lips curled upwards, his body hidden in the shade burst out with anger and hatred, for a moment, like a demon crawling out of the abyss of hell, he grinned at the corners of his lips. , his smile was cold and bloodthirsty, but his voice was as gentle as a spring breeze in March, "Didn't you travel abroad with Second Aunt? Why did you come back so soon?"
"Your second aunt is not satisfied, we will come back early." The voice on the phone was warm and clear, which made people feel that the other party was a gentle and jade-like gentleman.
"Really..." Su Jinyu dragged out his voice with unknown meaning.
Su Jianghai, who was on the other side of the phone, didn't seem to hear: "Your second aunt and Jinyu miss you very much, and they even brought you gifts. Second uncle hasn't seen you for a long time. Come back."
"Second uncle, you should have heard about me. Are you sure you want me to go back?"
Su Jianghai: "No matter what, this is always your home. Your grandfather only said those words when he was confused for a while. Come back and apologize. Grandpa will forgive you."
"I don't need his apology, he'd better not come back for the rest of his life, so that I won't get angry when I see him!" The old man Su's angry roar could be heard from far away on the phone, and then Su Jianghai's helpless voice. The voice, with condemnation: "Dad, can't you say a few words less..."
Su Jinyu didn't speak, listening to the father and son's singing and harmony on the phone, the tips of the fingers holding the phone were stretched and pale.
"Jin Yu, don't be angry with your grandfather. He is just stubborn. In fact, he still wants you to come back. Be obedient, come back, ah?"
Su Jinyu got up from the reclining chair, walked to the front of the stairs, stretched out the palm of his hand and opened his five fingers upwards, looking down at the sunlight leaking from the gap between his fingers, his ring-like voice was entwined with traces of coldness: "Since the two Uncle said so, then I will listen to you."
As soon as the words fell, Su Jinyu heard the voice of relief on the phone, and he didn't need to think about what the man on the other side of the phone was looking like at the moment.
After hanging up the phone, Su Jinyu stared at the screened phone, and after a long time, he let out a low laugh. His voice was gloomy, like a rusty hacksaw scratching back and forth on an ice cube. Unusually creepy at dusk.