Wife Capture: Leng Mei Boss loves to the bone

Han Shaoqi's eyebrows were beating violently. Seeing that Han Shaoqi's emotions were on the verge of breaking out, Han's father quickly stopped Han's mother from continuing, "Okay, Shaoqi will make his own decision."

Han's mother pouted and looked at Han Shaoqi, "He is my own son. As a mother, can I still harm him?"

"You saw everything Yaoyao did during that time, and you told me later that this kid is pretty good, why did he provoke another in the blink of an eye." Father Han eased the atmosphere.

Mother Han glared at Father Han angrily, and was dragged upstairs by Father Han.

"When did I say that?" Father Han smiled and said nothing.

But I heard Han Shaoqi's voice resounding behind me, "It doesn't matter if you agree or disagree, anyway, I won't marry Huangfu, if I can't marry her, I'd rather be single for the rest of my life."

Han's mother looked at her son, who had worked so hard to pull her up, who fell from under her, and was so angry that she couldn't speak.

After a long while, he said to Father Han, "Look, this is the son I have worked so hard to raise."

"Okay, okay, let's talk when we get back to the room." Father Han was afraid that the flames of war would spread, so he dragged Mother Han into the room.

From the excitement of entering the room to the exhaustion spreading at this moment, Mr. Han saw everything in his eyes.

Sighing invisibly, his thin hands fell on Han Shaoqi's shoulders, "Qi'er." No other words came out.

Han Shaoqi threw his body heavily into the sofa, "Grandpa, don't you agree with me being with Xiaoyao?"

Mr. Han only gave one answer, "I don't want to take care of young people's affairs."

Han Shaoqi was overjoyed, his grandfather was indirectly agreeing with his actions.

"Grandpa, thank you."

Wrinkles piled up at the corners of the eyes, and the smile carried the vicissitudes of life after the storm, "I didn't say anything."

Han Shaoqi smiled, "Grandpa, I'm going back to my room."

The old man nodded, seeing Han Shaoqi's tall and straight figure disappearing at the corner of the stairs, he signaled Uncle Li to help him to the study.

Sitting down in the chair, he ordered lightly, "Let's fight."

Uncle Li understood and dialed a number.After connecting, hand the phone to the old man.

"Mr. Huangfu, I am Han Bingchao."

Huangfu Lin said in a steady voice, "Mr. Han!" It seemed that he had expected him to call him.

The old man smiled, "I want to ask you out for tea, I wonder if Mr. Huangfu is free?"

A faint smile appeared on Huangfu Lin's lips: "My honor."

……

Jinbi clubhouse.

The teahouse is decorated with Jiangnan characteristics, and the hollow carved screens are divided into small compartments, with a classical charm.

Mr. Han made the tea himself. The bottom of the blue and white porcelain cup was painted with fish playing in the water. Inside was light blue tea, with a few pieces of tea floating leisurely on top.

The water is moving, and the fish on it seem to be alive, swimming freely among the pieces of tea leaves.

After taking a sip, the aroma lingered in his mouth and lingered for a long time.

Huangfu Lin praised, "Good tea."

"No matter how good tea is, it can't be better than people." Mr. Han said with words, meaning something.

The corners of Huangfu Lin's mouth turned up, and he couldn't deny his smile, "I don't understand what Mr. Han means." Huangfu Lin was so happy that he pretended to be confused.

Mr. Han sighed slightly, that's all, for Qi'er's sake, why not let go of the airs you have put on for many years.

As long as he lives happily.

At this point, Mr. Han stopped being reserved, and said directly, "I hope you can agree that Yaoyao and Qi'er will be together."