Grandma Cen is a very sentimental old lady. She runs horses in the morning and plays in the snow in the afternoon. When she has time, she has to drink afternoon tea, make a facial mask and a spa. Later, she will cut some flowers by herself and put them in vases. Put it in the bedroom.

Wang Weichu had only been in contact with ordinary old ladies, and had never been in contact with such.

Just follow behind others obediently.

Grandma Cen taught him to ride horses, and he followed suit. Teach him how to arrange flowers, and he will follow.

When Grandma Cen was halfway through teaching, she was a little angry again, and said coldly, "Cen Yao is the best at playing these things! He should teach you... It's a pity that the Cen family failed to teach people well."

After Grandma Cen finished speaking, she lost her breath again, turned her head and said, "I didn't say what you meant."

Followed by Grandma Cen and asked him how old he was, whose child was and where his home was.

Hearing that it was the Wang family, Grandma Cen was surprised: "That Wang family? Are you Wang Qingzhi's son?"

Wang Weichu nodded.

Grandma Cen watched his eyes soften a little, but didn't say anything.

When Wang Qingzhi married Mrs. Wang, there was a lot of trouble. Some people accused him of having a banquet with a woman in a mountain village. Although this matter was over, but Grandma Cen also heard about it at the time. This child who suddenly appeared from the Wang family knew what his identity was.

It's just that there is no need to talk about pity.

Grandma Cen asked people to put dinner on the terrace and light candles.

She looked at Wang Weichu's face under the candlelight, and cursed unpleasantly: "...Why did Cen Yao catch him and bring it out?"

"Ah?" Wang Weichu paused, but couldn't help but tell Cen Yao, "Cen Yao is very good."

Grandma Cen scolded Cen Yao, but at this moment, hearing Wang Weichu's maintenance, she couldn't help but soften her heart. This child, let someone sell it and give back to the number of people.

Especially when compared with Cen Yao's indifferent attitude, Wang Weichu seemed too lovable.

Say Cen Yao, and Cen Yao will come.

Cen Yao went upstairs and stepped into the terrace steadily, and the maid immediately added another tableware.

Cen Yao sat down and asked, "Have you been obedient today?"

Grandma Cen couldn't help but say coldly, "I'm more obedient than you. I learned a little horsemanship, skiing, and flower arrangement with me..."

Cen Yao responded lightly, and picked up his knife and fork: "Well, I'll ask you to teach him English by the way."

Grandma Cen was both angry and funny: "How about you take me as a tutor?"

Wang Weichu was always sensitive to the emotions of others, he couldn't help but quietly raised his hand and tugged at Cen Yao's sleeve. Cen Yao grabbed his fingers with his backhand and squeezed them.

Grandma Cen looked at this scene and was even more angry: "Don't mess with others."

Only then did Cen Yao let go: "Well."

Grandma Cen's anger returned to her anger, but she never delayed her meal.

The three sat around and finished their dinner in an orderly manner. In this large manor of the old lady, it is rare for people to sit and eat together, and the flickering candlelight has a warm taste.

After eating, Cen Yao took Wang Weichu upstairs.

Wang Weichu took the time to make a "bye bye" gesture with Grandma Cen, and then let Cen Yao hug his waist and lead him up the stairs.

After waiting upstairs, Cen Yao whispered, "Grandma likes you very much."

Wang Weichu was at a loss for a moment: "How do you know?"

Cen Yao said heartily.

Just like him.

Except for the blind ones like the Cheng family, who wouldn't like it?

What's more, an old man like Grandma Cen likes the junior who learns silently behind him the most. If what she learns happens to be what she likes, she will prefer this junior.

Cen Yao clasped Wang Weichu's wrist and took the person to the terrace on the fourth floor.

The terrace on the fourth floor is much smaller. From here, you can look down and see the wide terrace on the second floor.

Cen Yao asked, "Is it cold?"

Wang Weichu opened his mouth and wanted to say "It's okay", but Cen Yao had already posted it first, wrapping him in his arms from behind.

Very warm.

Wang Weichu leaned back a little unconsciously.

It was getting late by now.

The trees in the manor are exposed to the night, like icy guards.

Wang Weichu couldn't help but ask: "How come there is a ski resort besides the horse farm in the manor?"

"It was repaired by my family back then, but then my grandparents separated and my grandma moved in here." Cen Yao said lightly.

Wang Weichu had a whole new understanding of how much the Cen family favored their son.

When their voices fell, a car rushed in, and the headlights were particularly dazzling in the night.

"Who is that?" Wang Weichu asked again.

After asking, he felt a bit like a hundred thousand whys. Strange, he wasn't such a problem person before.

However, Cen Yao didn't care that he had many problems.

Cen Yao said, "It should be my grandfather here."

Wang Weichu turned his head in shock: "Does he really know about me and you...?"

Cen Yao: "Cheng Shuwen should sue."

Wang Weichu couldn't help frowning: "...Why, how is he doing this?" Whenever he thought that Cheng Shuwen was trash enough, Cheng Shuwen could come out and refresh the lower limit.

"He's a despicable villain." Cen Yao spoke ill of his rival with a serious face.

Wang Weichu frowned even tighter: "Then your grandfather must be pissed off..."

"Yeah." Cen Yao replied lightly.

The car stopped, and two figures could be seen coming down from above.

Wang Weichu licked his lower lip: "Should I avoid it?"

Cen Yao stared at his lips and said, "No."

Wang Weichu was a little nervous, and instinctively leaned closer to Cen Yao's arms.

Cen Yao kissed his auricle: "Is it better?"

Wang Weichu was so angry that he pinched him.

Cen Yao's relief method is similar to "Next time I will drive deeper into the garden".

Wang Weichu didn't realize that he seemed to have become more bold and casual, and slowly he would show his emotions.

At this time, his eyes were attracted to the downstairs.

A person who looked like a bodyguard pushed the old man in a wheelchair to the terrace on the second floor.

Grandma Cen asked, "What are you doing here?"

The old man's face was full of anger: "Did Cen Yao take that man and hide with you? How could he, how could he do such a thing? Forget about Cheng Shuwen. Why did he turn around and take Cheng Shuwen's man into his hands? "

Wang Weichu hid in Cen Yao's arms embarrassedly.

Cen Yao stroked his back lightly: "Don't be afraid."

When Cen Yao's voice fell, Wang Weichu heard a "pop".

Grandma Cen smashed a cup and said coldly, "Are you questioning me?"

Grandpa Cen immediately maneuvered his wheelchair to hide behind him, and even led the bodyguard to stumble.

"...Sigh." Grandpa Cen sighed: "Why is your temper still like this?"

"I don't want you to rush upstairs and beat someone with your crutch?"

"..." Grandpa Cen choked.

"Me too... I'm also reluctant to hit Cen Yao." Grandpa Cen said angrily.

"What about the other one?"

"...Am I such an unqualified person?" Grandpa Cen asked angrily.

"You are."

"..." Grandpa Cen patted the armrest angrily, "If I hit that man, I'm not a human! I'm a dog!"

Grandma Cen nodded: "Okay, God heard your swearing voice."

Grandpa Cen: "..."

Wang Weichu, who stood on the terrace and watched the whole process: ? ? ?

Wang Weichu was a little dazed and prosperous.

He felt as if he had come to a nesting doll scene, Cen Yao had a routine with Grandma Cen, and Grandma Cen had a routine with Grandpa Cen.

That's how things are... solved?

Grandpa Cen looked around and asked, "Is it comfortable to live alone here?"

Grandma Cen: "It's very comfortable." "Is it hard for you to live in an old house by yourself?"

Grandpa Cen nodded embarrassedly: "Cen Yao doesn't live with me, you too..." Grandpa Cen stopped abruptly.

"You're asking for your own guilt."

"..."

Grandpa Cen decisively changed the subject, otherwise he would be choked to death here: "Forget it, let's not talk about it. You let Cen Yao come down and tell me what he wants for so many years, and the family hasn't given it? Well, Even if he likes... like such a person, then he has to make it clear in his own words, it's just for fun, or what do you think?"

Cen Yao's voice came down from the fourth floor: "Let's put it this way."

Grandpa Cen raised his head abruptly. Others had poor eyesight, and he couldn't see that Cen Yao was holding someone in his arms. Grandpa Cen snorted coldly: "Then you say, I'll listen to what you have to say..."

Cen Yao raised the volume slightly, but his voice was as cold as ever.

"I'm going to marry him," he said.

Wang Weichu raised his head in astonishment.

Cen Yao...what did you say?

Cen Yao confessed to him several times, but he couldn't believe it.

Later, I talked to Mother Cen.

And then to this moment... Cen Yao said it directly in front of his grandfather and grandmother.

It's more shocking than speaking in front of him alone.

Just about to take a loudspeaker and shout to the world...

Wang Weichu's heart was pounding, and he was jumping very fast.

"What did you say?" Grandpa Cen almost jumped up from the chair.

Grandma Cen also changed her face, but thinking about it, it was a responsibility anyway. It's better than the Zen family to have a scum who has finished playing with non-acknowledgement. So she immediately reminded: "Don't forget what you swore."

Grandpa Cen swallowed a mouthful of anger and sat back in the wheelchair.

Cen Yao clasped Wang Weichu in his arms tighter, put one hand on his head, and gently rubbed his soft hair, as if to coax and comfort him, but also as if he was feeling him harder.

Cen Yao repeated it again lightly: "I said, I want to marry him."

"Don't you want to sit on the elder's table with grandma and be served tea?"

Grandpa Cen was furious.

But it's still a bit of a fucking heartbreak.

...

Cheng family.

Brother Cheng also heard about the negative news of the company and the collapse of the new project. After returning from Cen Yao, he had to let Cheng Shuwen do everything, and this tone did not go well.

Now, finally... Brother Cheng stared at Cheng Shuwen and smiled: "I heard that the media doesn't listen to you, the news is unwilling to withdraw, and they still have to dig down? Do you want Brother to lead you and get to know Xinxin Media? Boss?"

Cheng Shuwen knew that Cen Lao had been looking for Cen Yao angrily, and he went to Cen's once today.

He said coldly, "Don't bother eldest brother."

Old Cen would soon know that compared to Wang Weichu, who was born in a mountain village and had low education, Cheng Shuwen was much better.