The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 933

"It's always right to be well-prepared for everything." Keigo Atobe smiled wryly, but didn't express his concerns.

"Then let me think about it." Qingqian nodded: "Uncle prefers the kind of local dish with thick oil and red sauce, and aunt likes spicy food just like me."

"Okay." Keigo Atobe nodded: "Do the elders have any taboos? Let's have a family dinner together at the Atobe's house on the second day after the elders arrive in Japan."

"Okay, everything is fine." Qingqian nodded: "You can arrange it."

Hearing the words and records, Jingwu's pen tip paused, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. In fact, he really didn't like Qingqian saying "anything" or "whatever you want" to him. Feeling that Qingqian doesn't care about his affairs at all, looking at Qingqian's clear eyes on the screen, Keigo Atobe can only sigh silently.

It's not that the uncle doesn't want to talk about this with Qingqian, but every time he meets Qingqian's innocent eyes when he first opens his mouth, he always feels that he is making trouble for no reason at that moment, and he can't say anything.

"Have you remembered it all?" Qingqian asked a few words, and found that Keigo Atobe seemed to be in a daze: "Can you get back to your senses?"

"Cough, what's the matter?" Atobe Keigo quickly regained his senses and coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment.

"Nothing." Qingqian shook her head: "Do you have anything else to ask?"

"What's more," Atobe Keigo sensed that Qingqian wanted to hang up the video, and quickly said, "Isn't grandpa coming with you this time? What does grandpa like?"

The grandfather Keigo Atobe is talking about is naturally not Kiyo Atobe but Mr. Lin.

"Grandpa." Qingqian pursed her lips, thinking, "He and grandpa have basically the same hobbies. The two have been friends for many years, and many habits are very similar."

"That's it." Keigo Atobe nodded: "By the way, the task you gave to me before has been completed, and the engagement invitation has been sent to Lin Fusu."

"That's great." Qingqian wanted to say thank you subconsciously, but seeing the eyes of Keigo Atobe, she swallowed the words abruptly.

"Qianqian, this is the wedding invitation that I just designed, do you like it?" Keigo Atobe flipped the invitation in front of the camera, so that Qingqian could see it clearly.

"It's beautiful." Qingqian nodded in satisfaction.

"Really?" Keigo Atobe didn't look very happy after receiving Qingqian's approval. He frowned and asked, "Don't you really think there is anything that needs to be revised?"

"It's already very good-looking, there's nothing that needs to be changed." Qingqian nodded seriously: "Trust your own eyesight."

Keigo Atobe sighed softly: "The old man has decided on this version, and tomorrow people will make it according to this."

"Okay." Qingqian replied.

"Qianqian, our wedding is also being prepared." Atobe Keigo's voice was soft, and the pampering eyes almost overflowed the screen: "Do you have any requirements for the wedding?"

"I don't have any request." Qingqian tried hard to think about it: "It's better not to be too flashy and exaggerated in that sentence."

"...Okay, I will pay attention to it." Atobe Keigo nodded: "Then what style do you like? Western style, Chinese style or Japanese style?"

"It's Western style." Qingqian thought for a while: "The wedding dress is more convenient to wear."

(End of this chapter)