One Can’t Judge by Appearance

Chapter 91

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"Uncle." Although the other party was smiling, Yuan Yi's intuition told him that in front of his future father-in-law, if he could be polite and polite, he must not be presumptuous, or he would definitely be the one who would suffer in the end.

"Xiao Yuan?" Song Hai touched his bulging belly and smiled kindly: "Go into the room and sit?"

"Why bother you, uncle." Yuan Yi said with a smile, "I'm here to pick up Xiaoxi."

"Knowing that you're here to pick up Yanyan, it's impossible to see an old man like me." Song Hai glanced at the time, "You young people are having fun, I'm going to work."

"Uncle walk slowly." Yuan Yi stepped aside.

Song Hai teased with a half-smile but not a smile: "I think you want me to disappear in front of your eyes all of a sudden, how can you let me go slowly."

Yuan Yi immediately said, "Why would I think so?!"

"Hey, it's all from the past, let's not play with these imaginary things." Song Hai shook his head and sighed, "When I was young, when I pursued Yan Yan's mother, that's how I felt."

"Dad, you'll be late if you don't go out."

Song Hai silently looked back at his daughter, and reluctantly got into the car.

The jade cabbage of his family has already begun to turn towards pigs, and being a father is really heart-wrenching.

"Uncle... Don't you like me very much?" Yuan Yi watched Song Hai leave in the car, and rubbed up in front of Yan Xi, "You said if I gave him some more diamond watches and diamond brooches, would he like me a little more? ?"

"Wake up, as long as you're still my boyfriend, he won't like you too much." Yan Xi sighed, "For a father, a daughter is his priceless treasure."

"Then I probably sent it from my parents for the phone bill, or the 20 yuan bill." Yuan Yi raised his eyebrows, "When we get married, will we take our dad over to live together?"

"What my dad." Yan Xi rolled his eyes to the sky, "Don't you think my dad doesn't like you?"

"Won't he like me when I become part of your family?"

Yan Xi: ... Does this seem reasonable

Seeing that Yan Xi didn't speak, Yuan Yi thought she didn't believe it, and continued: "Anyway, my parents don't like to see me, and my uncle is reluctant to bear you. Isn't this just right?"

"It's just right, stop thinking about it." Yan Xi took Yuan Yi's arm, "Come on, you accompany me upstairs to get something."

"What?" Yuan Yi let Yan Xi drag him away.

"Of course it's a door-to-door visit." Yan Xi smiled, "Could it be a betrothal gift?"

Original Game: "… "

In the Yuan family, Yuan Bo stood in front of the mirror, meticulously tidying up his bow ties and cufflinks. After going downstairs, he picked up the ironed newspaper on the table. When he saw the home page of the financial section, there was a photo of him and his younger brother Yuan Yi posted.

According to the report, they are the younger generation who inherited the willpower of the original man, and they are also business geniuses who surpassed their parents. The report is full of praise for the two brothers, implying that the two brothers are more capable than the original Yasen.

The younger generation of many wealthy families will inevitably be compared with their parents by everyone. If they do not succeed, they will be called mediocre.

Hearing footsteps upstairs, Yuan Bo put the newspaper back in its place.

Yuan Yasen and Xu Ya went downstairs with their suitcases. Yuan Yasen noticed that Yuan Bo's clothes were well-dressed, and couldn't help asking, "Where are you going?"

Looking at the suitcases in their hands, Yuan Bo said, "I'm going to visit Grandpa, do you want to go together?"

"No, my mother and I have already booked an international travel ticket. You say hello to your grandfather on our behalf." Yuan Yasen looked a little uncomfortable. Recently, his father-in-law seems to be very dissatisfied with him, so he doesn't want to send him to the door. scolded.

"Okay, I understand." Yuan Bo nodded, not planning to say more, and turned to leave.

"Wait." Xu Ya handed a box to Yuan Bo, "Bring this to your grandfather."

"Okay." Yuan Bo opened the box and glanced at it, which contained some snacks that old people like to eat.

"Your grandfather likes to eat these the most, and he thinks that the taste of the aunts at home is not authentic, so I made some last night." Xu Ya patted Yuan Bo's shoulder on tiptoe, "You child, the older you are, the less you love it. Speak."

Yuan Bo said in a calm voice: "Mom, I call this calm."

"When the child is old, how can he still be as alive as he was when he was a child." Yuan Yasen took Xu Ya's shoulder, "It's time for breakfast."

Yuan Bo looked at the sweet and selfless look of the two of them, and said, "Mom and dad, have a good time, I'm going out."

"Be careful on the road." Xu Ya looked up at her eldest son, only to see his tall and straight back.

After breakfast, Yuan Yasen picked up the newspaper on the table, and after seeing the report in the financial section, his complexion was extremely complicated.

"Ya Sen, what's wrong?"

"It's alright." Yuan Yasen wanted to rub the newspaper in his hand, but seeing his wife's curious eyes, he endured it and handed the newspaper to her, "The media praises the boss and the second youngest for being out of blue, rather than blue."

Especially when it comes to Yuanyi, the peach news is also involved. It seems that Yuan Yi was brought up to Changfeng management's move before mocking him.

"Although Yuan Yi lost his management position in Changfeng, for him, this is just the beginning of the challenge. Eagles are never afraid of difficulties, they will only let themselves fly higher and higher..."

The disobedient son has become an eagle, but he is getting old. She turned her head to look at the woman she had loved all her life beside her, but she was reading every word in the newspaper earnestly, with a proud look on her face.

For a while, Yuan Yasen didn't know whether to feel emotional or to lose.

"Ya Sen, Xiao Er is getting more and more capable," Xu Ya put down the newspaper, "It's great."

"Yeah." Yuan Yasen nodded with a straight face.

"Mr. Yuan, you seem very happy?" The driver handed a cup of hot coffee to Yuan Bo, Yuan Bo took a sip, and said slowly, "Really?"

He tilted his head to look out the car window, the snow had stopped.

That newspaper should have been seen too.