Chapter 1775

Although the events of that year were not Zhang Manhua's original intention, they really caused indelible harm to Qu Xiujie. I'm afraid this harm is difficult to eliminate in Qu Xiujie's heart. As long as it is what he can do, Zhang Manhua is willing to do everything he can.

Zhang Manhua is willing to do anything as long as he can make up for it.

"Let Qu Xiujie know that it's not easy to be nice to Mao Nana. It's not easy for this girl. She has worked hard alone until now. She can't lose such a good marriage because of these small things."

Ji's mother's eyes are warm, and Qu Xiujie finally makes her a little impressed.

"Yes, Xiujie is living again now."

Zhang Manhua's voice is satisfied, and the smile in his eyes is still smiling, sweet and satisfied.

"Mom, it's up to you to decide about master Qu's gift. Zi Ming and I will prepare other things."

Peige watched the two moms discuss Qu Xiujie's affairs, but they happened to coincide, so he stopped talking. Now Qu Xiujie and Mao Nana are playing outside, she can always find them. What Qu Xiujie promised her to do, she will do it.

Peige believes that Qu Xiujie is not such a person who doesn't keep his promise.

At this time, Qu Xiujie was taking Mao Nana with him in a luxurious western restaurant with red wine, candles and Western food. There was a lot of romantic atmosphere. There were two people sitting on the table.

A young and beautiful, a mature and steady, although there is an obvious age difference, the people around him are particularly pleasing to the eye.

I didn't feel anything inappropriate at all.

"Uncle, tell me, when did you begin to like me?"

Mao Nana holds a red wine glass in one hand and her chin in the other. Her eyes seem to flow I water gently, but her face is so delicate that people are reluctant to move their eyes. The fingers holding the red wine glass were white and delicate, and the Yan red liquid shook in the transparent glass, as if it was rippling in Qu Xiujie's heart.

But the shallow dimples on Mao Nana's face make him drunk more easily than this red wine.

Beauty at present, all delicious foods have lost their original delicacy.

"Want to hear?"

Qu Xiujie lifted up the corners of his lips and looked at Mao Nana's appearance as if she had been drunk before she had drunk much wine. He couldn't help but feel a little reluctant.

"Drink less. You're drunk before this dish is served. We haven't got to the point yet. Are you a little fast?"

"Why am I fast?"

Mao Nana was half lying on the table and suddenly straightened her sitting position and sat up. "Am I asking the wrong question, or do you not want to answer my question at all?"

"I tell you, men don't like aggressive women."

Qu Xiujie raised his lips and flashed a trace of cunning in his eyes, "but I like it."

"Then tell me, I can't wait."

"Don't worry. Let's have dinner first. What can't wait? I'll tell you slowly after dinner."

Qu Xiujie's eyes moved, and his eyes slid from Mao Nana's face to the steak in front of him. His voice was gentle but extremely dignified. "We'll play and eat today, and we'll start doing things tomorrow."

"Are you talking about your father?"

Mao Nana put down her wine glass and asked tentatively.

"Well, yes, I'm still hesitant to tell him these things. Although I promised Ge Ge, my heart is still a little strange. You don't know what kind of person he is. He can really do anything to achieve his goal. It's not that a family doesn't enter a house. Now I feel why I can't feel at home in that house, because they and I are two kinds of people."

"Uncle, don't worry, you still have me, and I will accompany you in the future."

Mao Nana looked at Qu Xiujie with a faint light in her eyes. No matter what the man will do in the future, at least she will accompany him now. As long as she was by his side for a day, there would not be so many people to hurt the man she loved.

As long as she is there, he won't hurt like before.

Because love can really give a person strength. For the person you love, no matter how small and fragile you used to be, you will suddenly become bold and fearless when you understand that you love him.

"Nana, you should remember that wherever you are in the future, you should take your own happiness as the premise. If you are a good girl, you should have a good future."

"I don't want anyone but you."

Mao Nana shook her head and looked at Qu Xiujie's eyes.

"Well, you can't ask anyone except me."

Qu Xiujie's eyes to Mao Nana are opposite. Unexpectedly, he is also a special pair.

When Qu Xiujie and Mao Nana had lunch in the western restaurant and drove back to the small building, Peige and Zhang Manhua had already sat on the sofa and talked.

"Mom, do you think uncle and Nana will really get married?"

Peige was a little uncertain, but he didn't know whether Mao Nana was an accident in Qu Xiujie's heart. Even if it was an accident, he had to make it come later.

"They will be together. If they are not together, what can I do as a sister?"

Zhang Manhua poured Peige a cup of tea and continued, "don't worry about your uncle. You can think about what to say about master Hequ. What do you mean by letting Mrs. Ji and I prepare the gift by ourselves? I know you never think so."

After pouring tea, Zhang Manhua sat down and looked at Peige's evasive eyes. He felt a little surprised. The daughter seemed to be deliberately hiding something and what was it that would make Peige unwilling to say.

"Greg, are you hiding something from me?"

Zhang Manhua looked into Peige's eyes, but found that Peige didn't dare to look at her at all. As a mother, she already had a feeling in her heart. This hidden matter is likely to have something to do with her.

"Mom, what can I hide from you? You know what to say and what not to say."

Peige gulped down several mouthfuls of tea before he continued, "besides, mom, you are the daughter of master qu. you know that, too."

"It's not just that, Greg. Tell me the truth. What else is there?"

"Mom, there's really nothing else."

Although Peige repeatedly shook his head and repeatedly denied that he was really hiding something from Zhang Manhua.