When the atmosphere was embarrassed, Mu Qiqi pushed the door in and saw the person at the table with a smile on his face: "fortunately, he came back Eh, here comes Yanzhi. "

"Aunt." He Yanzhi stood up again, respectfully and politely.

Muqi beckoned to him to sit down. Then he went to Xiaoye's side and sat down. He asked doubtfully, "one by one, how can you look bad?"

Tang Xiaobao knew that this matter started on his own, and then said to he Yanzhi, "I admit that I was just like that, a bit immoral, but I treat Xiaoqi as my own sister. I don't want her to go astray. We grew up together, and I know that she suffered a lot for you."

"Uncle Xiao said, I will try to find out if You didn't let me change. I still can't change my attitude towards you. "

"Still fighting? I'm waiting. " He Yanzhi's indifferent smile.

From the young man's speech and behavior, Sheng Fu can see his advantages. He is slow, mature and steady. Even if he is treated like this, he can be restrained and polite. No wonder his son will speak for him.

See the atmosphere gradually eased down, small seven also calmly sat down, and said to Tang Xiaobao: "I know that you are for my good, I just had a bad attitude."

"I'm used to it." Said Tang Xiaobao.

However, he is really curious about he Yanzhi.

Can let Xiao ye speak for him, but think of this boy, maybe it's not as simple as the surface.

"It's a miracle in our Shengjia family. I didn't expect that Lao Ba could tolerate a son-in-law who is a Taoist. However, I don't agree with you, son he. We have to wait and see. Can we play chess?" Sheng Fu suddenly asked.

He Yanzhi nodded: "a little."

"I'll be with you later." Sheng Fu makes arrangements. He needs to know if there is anything in this kid's stomach.

"Good." He Yanzhi nods and agrees, without stage fright at all.

After dinner, he Yanzhi really accompanies Sheng Fu to play chess in the living room. At this time, Xiaoqi sees the lonely Tang Xiaobao in the yard. So she goes behind Tang Xiaobao and stabs him in the back: "what's the matter?"

"How does it feel to like someone?" Tang Xiaobao is sitting on the chair, very incomprehensible.

"There is an ambiguous object?"

Tang Xiaobao turned her head and gave her a white look: "it's because you don't want to die for love. It's incredible."

"When you meet them, you will know..."

"Is it?" Tang Xiaobao murmured. Then he got up from his chair and said, "I'm back home!"

"Next time, can we not fight with he Yanzhi?" Little seven asked about his back.

"Look at the mood." Tang Xiaobao didn't turn around, but he waved and disappeared at the end of the road.

Small seven back to the living room, but see the tea table, one old one small, is under the energy, and Sheng father from time to time will put forward many questions to he Yanzhi.

From this, Sheng Fu can be sure that he Yanzhi is not a simple boy of origin. He Yanzhi is totally different from those people of three religions and nine schools. In the grass-roots environment, he Yanzhi can't cultivate aristocratic spirit. Only in the aristocratic circle can he form a natural thing.

Especially when it comes to vision, only when men have seen it, can they come to those things at will

"I'm more and more curious about your real identity."

Sheng Fu touched his chin, playing chess and talking to he Yanzhi.