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Chapter 289

An elegant Chinese restaurant near the Zhan Group.

In a private room with a classic artistic conception.

Zhan Yao was wearing a light gray knitted cardigan, and sat facing Zhan Tingshen.

Zhan Tingshen sat upright, the food had been on the table for nearly 10 minutes, but the grandpa and grandson were sitting facing each other, and neither of them moved their chopsticks.

The stalemate continued for another two or three minutes, Zhan Yao said, "Let's eat."

Zhan Ting looked deeply at Zhan Yao.

Zhan Yao stared at him, pursed his lips, and said, "It's been two or three months since the beginning of the new year, are you still busy?"

Zhan Tingshen didn't answer, but still looked at Zhan Yao.

"..." Zhan Yao's eyes flickered a few times, and he simply stopped beating around the bush and said with a frown, "You will be 34 soon, if you have a suitable partner, let's do it."

Suitable object?

Zhan Tingshen raised his right eyebrow almost invisibly, "Yes."

Zhan Yao didn't know if he didn't expect him to answer, or he was startled by his "hmm", and his eyes widened, "Really?"

Zhan Ting lowered his eyelids deeply, "Since you have spoken, grandson will naturally respond."

Zhan Yao, "..."

Is it there or not?
"The food should be cold." Zhan Ting looked up at Zhan Yao deeply.

"..." Zhan Yao had something in his heart, it would be strange if he could eat it!
If it was changed to four years ago, it would have started roaring a long time ago!

But it's different now, who made him feel ashamed!
This yell, also yelling without confidence!
Zhan Yao pulled the corners of his eyes and took a few deep glances at Zhan Ting, with a gloomy expression and a little bit of grievance.

Zhan Tingshen picked up the teacup in hand and put it to his mouth to sip lightly.

"...You are not young anymore, take your marriage to heart." Zhan Yao said.

"Ah."

Zhan Yao stared at him, "If you really meet a good girl, bring it to grandpa to have a look. Don't worry, grandpa will not be difficult to be a girl no matter what."

"it is good."

"..." Zhan Yao looked at Zhan Tingshen, speechless.

He couldn't just say that he saw Zhan who he drove away with a woman yesterday afternoon, let alone that the woman looked like Acacia.

The three characters "Nie Xiangsi", no matter whether they are combined or separated, are taboos for Zhan Yao and Zhan Tingshen!Don't dare to mention it easily.

A meal, eating quietly and dull.

In fact, the two didn't move their chopsticks much!

After leaving the restaurant, Zhan Tingshen personally sent Zhan Yao to the car.

Zhan Yao got into the car, seeing that Zhan Tingshen was about to close the car door with his hand outstretched, he hurriedly put his arm against the car door.

Zhan Ting paused deeply and looked at him.

Zhan Yao looked up at him with a embarrassed face, and his lips squirmed several times before making a sound, "I don't expect you to forgive me, an old man. But I always look forward to your well-being."

Zhan Ting's deep and calm black eyes twitched.

"You have had a bad life these past few years. I always hope that one day someone will appear to make your life easier..."

The corners of Zhan Yao's eyes were slightly astringent, he paused for a while, retracted his arms, sat down in the car, lowered his head, and said nothing more.

Zhan Ting took a deep look at Zhan Yao, and closed the car door silently.

In a few seconds, the car drove out in front of him.

Zhan Tingshen put one hand in his trouser pocket, and grabbed the coat in his other hand, staring at the car driving out of sight, Fang narrowed his black eyes, turned and walked in the direction of the Zhan Group.

……

in the car.

Zhao Ming couldn't bear to look at the old man sitting in the rear seat with his head lowered and his breath depressed from the rearview mirror, and said softly, "Old man, where are we going next? Go back?"

After Zhao Ming asked, Zhan Yao remained silent for a while.

"...Old man, Zhao Ming has been holding back some words for a long time, and he can't vomit today." Zhao Ming frowned, parked the car on the side of the road with determination, and stared at Zhan Yao from the rearview mirror.

Zhan Yao looked up at Zhao Ming with dry red eyes, "Say what you want."

"You and the third young master are close grandparents. Is there anything you can't open up about? Do you and the third young master think that if no one talks about it, the matter will cease to exist? Can the knot in each other's hearts fade over time? Can't be old man."

When Zhao Ming said this, he couldn't help sighing again, and said in a low voice, "What's more, this matter has nothing to do with you, it's Miss Si..."

"Zhao Ming!" Zhan Yao raised his voice and severely interrupted Zhao Ming's words.

Zhao Ming, who has always been obedient to orders, did not stop because of this this time. He stared at Zhan Yao angrily and continued, "Master, how long are you going to hide for Miss Fourth? How long will you take the blame for her? It's disrespectful." words. lord
Son, you are already a long-lived man, how much time do you have?Do you plan to spend the rest of your days blaming yourself and feeling sorry for the third young master?You miss the third young master, you can only visit him secretly, not even

Dare to say in front of the third young master that you miss him and want to see him!And every time you face the third young master, you are also cautious.There are your son and granddaughter in that old house, but who of them took care of you and cared about you?with them or without them
What's the difference?Who knows your loneliness, sadness and grievances?I really can't see past..."

"You talk too much!" Zhan Yao frowned and interrupted Zhao Ming, staring at him majesticly, "If you let me hear these words in the future, pack up and get out!"

Zhao Ming, "..."

Zhan Yao straightened his face, and stared at Zhao Ming a few more times, "Okay, who will show a wronged face? Drive!"

"...Where are you going?" Zhao Ming said in a downcast tone.

Zhan Yao pursed his lips, "Go to the garden square."

"Oh."

Zhao Ming drove towards the garden square.

Zhan Yao held the crutches in both hands, and after a while, he raised his reddish eyes to look at Zhao Ming, and said with a low sigh, "It is because I am old and have few years to live, that's why I dare to carry the blame! Jinwen Not the same, she was only 24. Back then

In this case, if Ting Shen knew that it was Jin Wen... the scene of brotherly killing is not what I would like to see.So Zhao Ming, don't mention this matter again in the future. "

Zhao Ming looked at Zhan Yao with red eyes from the rearview mirror, and his throat suddenly choked.

……

Garden Square.

Zhao Ming sent Zhan Yao to the garden square, Zhan Yao told him to pick him up at five o'clock, and Zhao Ming drove away from the square.

There were not many people in the square at one or two o'clock in the afternoon.Zhan Yao sat on a bench on one side of the square, looked left and right, then lowered his eyes, and fell silent.

Zhan Yao sat slumped, but his thoughts were complicated and dignified.

He thought of the woman who had a face similar to Nie Xiangsi's in the underground parking garage of the Zhan Group yesterday afternoon.

Reminiscing about getting along with Nie Xiangsi four years ago.

Except when she heard from her that she was willing to be with Zhan Tingshen, and when she liked Zhan Tingshen, she pulled her face.

In my impression, every time they spend together alone is warm and harmonious.

Nie Xiangsi is sensible, well-behaved, holding his arm and coquettishly coquettish, every time he sees him rushing to hug him, he pretends to scold her for being unruly, but she still clings to every scene of him hugging him... as if it had already been recorded in his shadow of mind

Like, playing back and forth in his mind.

Zhan Yao stayed up all night last night, thinking a lot.

If Zhan Tingshen really finds a woman who looks very similar to Nie Xiangsi to be his wife, what will happen to him?

The answer is, accept it!

Because not only Zhan Tingshen needs sustenance and comfort, but he also needs it.

If because of this woman, Zhan Tingshen came out of the haze, even in such a self-deceiving way, then why would he object?

I don't know how long I sat like this.

A touch of bright yellow suddenly appeared in front of Zhan Yao.

Zhan Yao's eyelids twitched and he raised his head.

She saw a woman wearing a sunflower hood and a long pink and white down jacket standing in front of her.

In her hand, she also held a sunflower-shaped balloon.

Zhan Yao froze, looking at the woman suspiciously.

At this moment, the woman bent down, gently picked up his big old and dry hand, put the thin thread tied with the balloon in her hand into his hand, held his hand, and told him to hold the thin thread tightly.

Zhan Yao, "..."

The woman held his hand for a while, then slowly squatted in front of him, picked up his other hand, and spread it out.

Putting the slender fingers on his palm, they slid gently like feathers.

Zhan Yao's pupils were red hot, staring at her face which was tightly covered by the sunflower hood.

When her fingers stopped sliding on his palm, Zhan Yao moved his lips and said hoarsely, "What did you write?"

In fact, Zhan Yao knew what she wrote.

It is very simple, but it also appears to be precious, sincere - the word "happy".

The woman didn't speak, but stretched out her other hand, stroked Zhan Yao's fingers, and held his palm firmly, as if holding the "happiness" that many people can easily obtain.

"Girl, do we know each other?" Zhan Yao stared at her movedly.

The woman didn't shake her head or nod, she raised the sunflower to Zhan Yao, put her hands on both sides of her mouth and slid upwards.

Zhan Yao unconsciously followed her and curled the corners of his mouth, "Thank you."

The woman shook her head slightly, stood up and sat beside Zhan Yao without saying anything.

There was a mist in Zhan Yao's eyes, he looked at the woman's sunflower headgear, then at the sunflower praying in her hand, then nodded and smiled repeatedly.

After that, Zhan Yao chatted a lot with the woman, as if he finally found someone to confide in.

But the woman never said a word from beginning to end.

The strange thing is that Zhan Yao is not discouraged, nor does it reduce his idle enthusiasm with her in the slightest.

Because the woman has an eye-catching sunflower face, and Zhan Yao is holding a sunflower balloon in his hand that does not match the age of his image.

The two sat on the bench, full of eye-catching.

But neither of them cared.

Although the woman didn't speak, she was very patient the whole time, occasionally grabbing Zhan Yao's handwriting to express.

In short, this one-sided conversation was very pleasant in the end.

Until 04:30, the woman suddenly reached out to take Zhan Yao's hand and slipped it in his palm: I'm leaving.See you next time.

Zhan Yao Qingyue's mood fell like this, and a strong sense of loss welled up in her heart, "Girl, will we see each other again?"

The woman paused, lowered her head, and was about to write in his palm.

A soft female voice suddenly came from the front, "Grandpa Zhan."

The woman paused with her fingertips and looked up.

But when he saw the woman who came from the past, the brows under the sunflower hood slightly twitched.

(End of this chapter)