As soon as Jing Boyuan returned to his place, Mrs. Jing grabbed him impatiently and asked, "Who is that little girl? What does it have to do with you to protect her so much? Do you like her?"
Tsk tsk, and said again: "It's just a little younger, it looks like you are in your twenties, right? You are thirty-four now, and you are ten years older. I don't know if their parents think about a man as old as you..."
As he was talking, he suddenly exploded again, "I told you to get married early, but you didn't, now that you're all right, getting old like this, it's even more difficult to marry a wife!"
Jing Boyuan: "..."
Jing Si sneered, "Mom, the times are different. This is not the age of 60 or 70 years ago when adults were about to get married and have children. There are many men like A Yuan who are focused on their careers and are in their thirties without getting married. Look at the three heirs of the He family, the Cheng family, and the Xiao family. Aren't they all in their thirties and haven't married a wife yet? You are just worrying!"
Jing Fan also said: "Grandma, even if you are in a hurry to have a great-grandson, you can't just see a girl and want to be your grandson-in-law, right? Besides, the girl just now has a look and temperament that can't compare to Qingyou!"
Jing Fan is Jing Suosuo's eldest sister. She is 28 years old and is the same age as Yu Qingyou. The two are relatively close.
Jing Si smiled: "You don't have to say that, I remember that girl is Suo Suo's classmate, Suo Suo is not here now, if she is here, she will have to quarrel with you again."
These two sisters have never been right.
Mrs. Jing hit Jing Boyuan's shoulder with her crutches, and said sadly, "Poor Qingyou, that silly girl. After waiting for you for so many years, when will you be able to settle down and marry Qingyou as my grandson-in-law? I'm still waiting to have a great-grandson."
Speaking of the great-grandson, Mrs. Jing became very excited, her eyes sparkled, "Let me tell you, the granddaughter-in-law of the old Xia's family gave birth to twins yesterday! Oh, that little girl looks so pink, it melts my heart..."
Saying that, he took a hard look at Jing Boyuan.
Jing Boyuan: "..." He was lying on the ground.
Mr. Jing sat at the first place. Because he was a general, he was full of righteousness and awe-inspiring majesty. Although he didn't say anything, the look he looked at Jing Boyuan clearly agreed with Mrs. Jing's words.
Once a person is old, he looks forward to a full house of children and grandchildren.
Jing Zong patted his son on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Your grandma is a little anxious, but what she said is not unreasonable. You are thirty-four this year. When I was your age, you could make soy sauce. You should also put your marriage on your mind."
Jing Boyuan nodded, "Understood, Dad."
While talking, he glanced at Mrs. Yan's table, and saw Mrs. Yan holding Ye Qingxin's hand with a smile on her face and talking non-stop. It seemed that she really liked Ye Qingxin.
The girl lowered her head slightly, her long hair poured down her cheeks like a waterfall, revealing only her fair and delicate face, which was peaceful and beautiful.
There was a softness in Jing Boyuan's eyes.
I didn't expect this little girl to be so attractive.
Ye Qingxin didn't expect it either.
Mrs. Yan has been holding her hand very kindly, which made her very uncomfortable, but seeing the joy and kindness on Mrs. Yan's face, she was too embarrassed to say no.
"Xinxin, what do you like to eat? Grandma will make it for you."
Madam Yan picked up the serving chopsticks as she spoke, as if she wanted to pick up vegetables for Ye Qingxin.
How could Ye Qingxin let her pick up food for herself, so she hurriedly stopped her: "I'll do it myself, Mrs. Yan, you don't have to take care of me, really, sit down quickly, you're going to ruin me like this."
Mrs. Yan was taken away by her serving chopsticks, and she said angrily: "You saved my old bones, why can't I pick up food for you? Also, please don't call Mrs. Yan, Mrs. Yan, grandma."
Ye Qingxin recalled what Mrs. Hong had said before. Mrs. Yan's only daughter and granddaughter died unexpectedly, and she turned white all night...
There was no sourness in my heart.
Following Mrs. Yan's words, she called softly, "Grandma."
Madam Yan's eyes were red, she held Ye Qingxin's hand tightly, and responded tremblingly: "Hey!"
"Congratulations to godmother, you have another granddaughter."
The one who spoke was Gu Xingde's wife Huang Weijuan, the goddaughter-in-law of Mrs. Yan, a noble lady in her fifties, wearing mink and gold.
Ye Qingxin smiled politely at her.
Huang Weijuan's face was full of smiles, but she looked at Ye Qingxin with a cold gaze, "You have a good name, Xinxin, you don't know, our godmother used to have a granddaughter, coincidentally, she was also called Xinxin...
"
These words mean something.
"It's a pity that the child's fate is poor, so he left early." As she spoke, Huang Weijuan wiped her eyes sadly, as if she really felt sorry for the child who died young.
Mrs. Yan was caught out about the sad thing, and she blamed her with tears in her eyes, "Why do you say this so well?"
Huang Weijuan's expression suddenly changed again, her eyes were filled with sincere gratitude, and she raised her glass to Ye Qingxin, "Come on, Xinxin, let me toast you, thank you for comforting the godmother's missing daughter, if you have any difficulties in the future, just tell me."
Emotions are switched freely, and the acting skills are in place.
Ye Qingxin picked up the wine glass in front of her and touched her, the rim of the glass was slightly lower than Huang Weijuan's, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "I didn't do anything, you don't have to be so polite, I'm a junior, I should be the one to respect you."
The well-bred little girl, Mrs. Yan's eyes are more like two points.
Huang Weijuan lightly touched the rim of the glass with her lips, her eyes became colder and colder.
Seventeen years ago, Yan Tong's family was buried in Dajiang, and the Yan family had no descendants. In order to inherit the family business, Mr. Yan recognized Gu Xingde as his godson, and she, Huang Weijuan, became the future mistress of the Yan family as if she had won a lottery.
Back then, old man Yan recognized Gu Xingde as his godson, but now he will not recognize a granddaughter with a different surname.
Moreover, this girl has a bit of the shadow of Yan Tong back then. With Mrs. Yan's persistent yearning for her daughter, if this girl really becomes the granddaughter of the Yan family with a different surname, she will be favored infinitely if she is not guaranteed, and maybe the family property will be divided.
How can this work
Thinking of this, a dark light flashed in Huang Weijuan's eyes.
She has to find a way to make the old lady get tired of this girl...
The birthday party is finally over.
Mrs. Yan pulled Ye Qingxin and refused to let go, and wanted to invite her to Yan's house as a guest.
Ye Qingxin declined, exchanged numbers with her again, and promised again and again that she would visit her, so she reluctantly let go and left in a car with the support of others.
Ye Qingxin exhaled lightly.
"Mrs. Yan likes you very much." Mrs. Hong came over after dealing with those ladies who were suddenly very enthusiastic, and looked at Ye Qingxin with a smile, "You can always surprise people."
In the light of Ye Qingxin, after Mrs. Hong and Mrs. Yan sat at the same table, the attitudes of the ladies who didn't think much of her before became friendly.
Ye Qingxin remained silent.
Mrs. Hong: "Let's go too, I'll see you off."
As soon as the words fell, "wife." Someone came over.
Ye Qingxin clearly saw Mrs. Hong's eyes gliding to success, looking for her reputation, the person who came was indeed Mr. Hong.
Mrs. Hong said to Ye Qingxin apologetically, "Xinxin, you wait for me in the car first, and I'll be over in a while."
Ye Qingxin nodded tactfully, walked to the parking lot, and searched for Mrs. Hong's car from memory.
"Ye Qingxin." Suddenly someone called her.
The voice is somewhat familiar.
Ye Qingxin turned around.
Yu Qingyou stood in the sun, the white fur on her body was high-end and elegant, the diamond earrings reflected the dazzling light, her makeup was exquisite, and her temperament was noble and elegant.
She smiled and looked amiable.
Ye Qingxin smiled back, "Miss Yu."
Yu Qingyou looked around Ye Qingxin and said, "Do you have time? I would like to buy you a cup of coffee."
The tone of voice reveals an unmistakable sense of superiority.
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Popular science: When toasting, the rim of the cup is slightly lower than the rim of the other party's cup, which means respect (especially when the other party is your leader or elder, whether you are toasting or being toasted, the rim of the cup should not be higher than the other party's rim).
Little cutie who doesn't know, take a look.
The cutie who knows thinks I'm talking nonsense.
Yesterday, there was a cutie who sent evaluation tickets and flowers, I saw it, thank you, eh!
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