Jin Yuanyuan's best match life

Chapter 59 Jin Yuanyuan, how dare you sell your uncle!

Dong Xiaoran turned around and took Jin Yuanyuan's hand, "When I went to your house last time, I saw the osmanthus tree in front of your house, remember? I asked you if you could sell it? I have customers who like this... You don't I also said it’s okay…”

"Jin Yuanyuan!" Before Dong Xiaoran could finish her words, Jin Yuanbao roared and called her name, "How dare you sell your uncle?!"

"Ah?" Jin Yuanyuan trembled in fright.

Grandpa Master was also anxious, "Yuanyuan, what are you going to do?"

"Ah?" Jin Yuanyuan's eyes widened, "You didn't do anything? Who is your uncle?"

"Jin Yuanyuan, let me tell you, I can't sell this osmanthus tree even to death!" Jin Yuanbao was quite excited, "This is your grandfather's lifeblood, and it is also a symbol of the foundation and prosperity of our Jin family. You are not allowed to sell it! "

"I, I, I didn't say I wanted to sell it!" Jin Yuanyuan was so frightened that she stuttered. Jin Yuanbao's voice was a bit loud, and all the diners around him looked over. The restaurant was quiet for a moment, and then the whispers started again.

After all, Jin Yuanbao is also an elegant scholar-type celebrity. Now he pulls Jin Yuanyuan regardless of his image and asks with a frown: "Don't you know the story of this osmanthus tree?"

"You know how easy it is." Jin Yuanyuan was so frightened that she turned into a child and lost all her image of a class manager.

"That's good." Jin Yuanbao calmed down his breath and said kindly to Dong Xiaoran: "I'm sorry, Miss Dong. I was a little excited just now. This osmanthus tree is very important to me, our Jin family, and me. Master, all have a symbolic meaning. As we just said, trees and bamboos are of great symbolic significance to the Chinese. Just like the ancient Chinese poet Wang Wei once planted ginkgo trees in the Wangchuan Wenxing Pavilion in Shaanxi Province. The tree still has lush branches and leaves. Later generations regard the ginkgo tree as his incarnation, and have been admired from generation to generation, which is also a kind of respect for cultural traditions."

"Oh oh oh, I understand, I understand." Dong Xiaoran was also frightened by Jin Yuanbao's momentum and did not dare to say any more, "I just said it when I was chatting with Yuanyuan, I didn't mean anything else."

"That's good." Jin Yuanbao still held Jin Yuanyuan's hand, holding it painfully, "Yuanyuan?"

"Just chatting and chatting." Jin Yuanyuan smiled, then smiled again.

"Uncle, let's eat. The oil-fired bamboo shoots won't taste good when they are cold." Zhao Zhuoran was still very discerning. He immediately picked up the serving chopsticks and picked up the dishes for Jin Yuanbao and Grandpa Shiye respectively. "This is made of gold." Made from Tianmu bamboo shoots in Jiacun, it tastes refreshing, tender and delicious. It can help digestion and increase appetite. I will make you Tianmu Cloud Tea in a while. The taste is also quite good, light and sweet."

Zhao Zhuoran took action and finally appeased Jin Yuanbao. He smiled and pulled Jin Yuanyuan away, not caring that Dong Xiaoran was sitting there in embarrassment.

"I'm scared to death. I've never seen Uncle Jin like this." Zhao Zhuoran didn't care about so many people in the hall and so many of his employees. He just held Jin Yuanyuan's hand and walked through the hall and through the crowd. He passed through the back kitchen and went to the back door of Wanghu Pavilion before letting go.

"What is this for?" Jin Yuanyuan looked confused.

"calm down."

"Why should I calm down?" Jin Yuanyuan still didn't understand.

"Didn't your father talk about you just now? Aren't you also quite...scared, so I pulled you over to cool down and cool down..."

Jin Yuanyuan was dumbfounded, "No, it's so cold. I don't want to stand here blowing the wind. Don't worry, it's okay. Didn't they sell the sweet-scented osmanthus tree? He was also deliberately looking for trouble, watching me ruin his family banquet."

"So, that woman is your father's mistress? That girl is your sister?" Zhao Zhuoran also asked cautiously. "I don't know, I don't want to know, no one has told me in so many years." These words were Jin Yuanyuan's inner thoughts. She did not expect this scene today, but with her lonely courage, she simply disgusted them. It's ready in no time.

I originally thought that Dong Xiaoran could "destroy" the atmosphere, but ended up getting yelled at in vain. Although I couldn't say "I'm angry", it was a bit unpleasant.

"That's good. It's okay. I'm just asking." Zhao Zhuoran relaxed, "I've been really busy this night. Let's grill some meat later."

"Do you still have any meat? I think the beef in the kitchen is all gone..."

"What? Ah!" This time it was Zhao Zhuoran's turn to be furious, "I'll go take a look!"

Seeing him run back to the kitchen in a hurry, Jin Yuanyuan laughed again.

After ten o'clock in the evening, many diners had left, and there were finally vacancies in the hall. For Jin Yuanyuan and Zhao Zhuoran, the tension was gone, and everything else was going on as planned.

The Spring Festival Gala was still going on lively on the big TV in the hall, with songs, dances, crosstalk sketches, operas and magic taking turns. Many people's eyes were attracted, and they were chatting and eating, but they couldn't eat too much.

Zhao Zhuoran had already asked the chef to prepare his own New Year's Eve dinner, and then called Jin Yuanyuan and the others to prepare dumplings.

However, Cao Xiaoyu and Jin Feiyan were standing at the door with a few children setting off fireworks, laughing and having a great time.

Jin Yuanbao came out with a table of them.

The child in his arms finally woke up and stared at the fireworks in a daze. Jin Yuanbao took the child over and held him to watch the bright lights and shadows.

Aunt Hong was standing there supporting her parents. Looking at it now, this woman looked completely different from Jin Yuanyuan's mother. She was even an extremely delicate woman who might have looked like this when she was young. She is not as carefree as Zhu Hongying, who is hot-tempered and has a clear distinction between love and hate.

Yes, love and hate are clear. In this regard, Jin Yuanyuan follows her mother.

Zhao Zhuoran took good care of Xiaojuan's foreign husband and kept chatting with him.

Jin Feiyan and Cao Xiaoyu saw Jin Yuanbao holding his child and watching them set off fireworks. They even deliberately approached and teased the little doll in Jin Yuanbao's hand. The scene was very happy.

Jin Yuanyuan kept a professional smile and stood at the door of Wanghu Pavilion, looking at them. Her eyes would drift to the streetlight by the lake not far away from where Ye Huanxi and her ex-boyfriend Liu Zheng broke up.

Zhao Zhuoran is right. Ever since I watched such a big show, whenever I see it again, I will always think of Ye Huanxi with red eyes and asked: "Where are those dreams you told me? The dreams of just the two of us. Did you also tell her?"

Now Jin Yuanyuan looks at her father Jin Yuan and Aunt Hong not far away, and also thinks of her mother Zhu Hongying. She stood downstairs in the two-story building of the ancient construction team and shouted: "I'll say it again, I don't You will get divorced, and you and your mistress will always be at odds with each other and will never see the light of day for the rest of their lives!"

(End of this chapter)