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"Young master, the madame is back." On the other end of the phone, he could tell that Steward Gao had purposely lowered his voice.

Wen Liang followed behind Qi Ye: "What's wrong?"

That was why Ning Qingru agreed to Wen Liang's request to enter the Qi family. On the night Wen Liang and Qi Ye received their certificates, Ning Qingru had flown to Canada, and when news of Ning Qingru's husband's death was spread, Ning Qingru had stayed in Canada for a long time.

To be exact, the number of times Wen Liang and Ning Qingru had met could be counted with one hand.

The first time Wen Liang saw Ning Qingru was the day of's parents' funeral. The second time was when he was in bed with her. The third time I saw her was to go to her husband's funeral. The last time he saw the Old Mistress was when Qi Ming was in the plane crash to hold a funeral.

So I saw her four times, and all three times there was a funeral.

Although Wen Liang didn't really understand the madame, she was clear about one thing. That was … Ning Qingru didn't like her.

Qi Ye didn't seem to plan to let Wen Liang meet him at the airport, but at this moment, he felt even more uneasy about going back by himself.

Just as he was about to turn around and ask Ye Qing for help, Wen Liang grabbed his hand and said: "I'll go with you!"

Qi Ye: "The plane?"

Wen Liang nodded. "To live in peace with the elderly at home, isn't that what you need to do in order to become a part of the Mrs. Qi?"

"Our family's old man … It shouldn't be too peaceful. " He stroked the delicate skin of her hand.

She shrugged her shoulders and laughed. "Try not to make a fuss."

… ….

20 minutes later, Shu City International Airport.

Wen Liang and Qi Ye stood in the VIP entrance with their fingers clenched tightly.

A few minutes later, a tall black figure walked out from the VIP entrance, and respectfully bowed towards Qi Ye and Wen Liang, "Young Master, Young Madam."

Behind Zhong Yiliang was the old lady of the Qi family, Ning Qingru.

Although she was already in her seventies, she was well-preserved. Her gray hair was not deliberately bleached, and the marks of time on her face were not the marks of her vicissitudes, but of her elegance. She wore a black dress and a white cashmere shawl. In her hand was a dark blue handbag. White pearl earrings were simply scattered around her shoulders.

She looked at Qi Ye and Wen Liang who were standing outside with their fingers clenched tightly, and handed the bag over. Qi Ye reached out his hand to take it, but Ning Qingru held out her bag to Wen Liang.

Wen Liang received it with a smile.

"Grandmother, are you thinking of me?" Qi Ye went forward and hugged Ning Qingru.

Wen Liang smiled and greeted Ning Qingru, "Grandmother."

"Call me old madam." Ning Qingru's voice was as cold as ice.

Just as she was feeling awkward, Qi Ye put his arm around her shoulders and smiled, "Madam, the carriage is waiting outside! Shall we go home and reminisce? "

The man used a teasing tone and called Ning Qingru 'the madame', cleverly showing his attitude towards Wen Liang.

Ning Qingru's eyes were filled with displeasure as she spat out these words, "The son shall inherit the father's inheritance!"

Zhong Yiliang escorted Ning Qingru out of the airport. He quietly tiptoed on his toes and whispered into Qi Ye's ear, "What does grandmother mean?"

"My dad broke off the relationship between mother and son for my mom. What do you mean by that?" Although these words sounded very serious and serious, Qi Ye smiled and scratched her nose before pulling her out.

It was not unexpected at all. Ning Qingru did not get on Qi Ye's and Wen Liang's car, but instead took a taxi and returned to the Jin Nan Hao Garden.

Wen Liang, who had been silently sitting in the front seat, suddenly turned his head and seriously said to Wen Liang when they were almost home, "I won't let you sever your relationship with Grandmother for me!"

Qi Ye laughed.

The car drove into the Jin Nan Hao Courtyard. With Zhong Yiliang's help, Ning Qingru got off the car. Aunt Qiao went out to welcome him. The heating was on in the house, so Ning Qingru took off her shawl.

Aunt Qiao reached out her hand to take it, but Ning Qingru simply passed it to Wen Liang and said in an elegant tone, "Thank you for your hard work."

Wen Liang smiled and said, "It wasn't hard on you."

"Wife, go get your cellphone from Housekeeper Gao." Qi Ye waved away Wen Liang, who also cooperated, and turned to look for Steward Gao.

Ning Qingluo held the teacup in her hand, gracefully touching the teacup lid. Her movements were graceful and gentle.

"Grandma, that's your grandson's wife. She's the woman that gave birth to your little great-grandson, and also the woman that wants to spend the rest of her life with me."

"Don't I know her? You even want us to introduce you? " Ning Qingru took a sip of her tea, turned her head and praised Aunt Qiao, "Xiao Wen, your skills have regressed."

Aunt Qiao laughed awkwardly, she did not say a word and knew that the Old Mistress was just speaking casually.

To make eye contact with Ning Qingru, Qi Ye squatted in front of her and said, "Grandmother … …"

"You don't need to threaten me, nor do you need to help her recite the letter. As long as she does what the Qi family's wife should do, I won't make things difficult for her." I came all the way back, not to torture her, but to visit my little great-grandson. "

Wen Liang got the phone from Housekeeper Gao and found that it had already been sealed in a sealed bag. When she walked into the living room, she saw Qi Ye squatting in front of Ning Qingru, and the two seemed to be discussing something.

Just as she was hesitating whether she should go up to him, she heard Ning Qingru ask her, "What happened to your phone?"

"It's water." Qi Ye replied and took the phone from Wen Liang's hand, then casually put it into his pocket.

Ning Qingru placed the teacup on the tea table. "Xiao Wen, your cooking skills have regressed. Do you know how to make tea?"

"She won't." Qi Ye took the teacup and raised his eyebrows at Ning Qingru, "I'll go make some for you."

"I …" Wen Liang reached out to grab Qi Ye, who gave her a comforting look.

He didn't want Ning Qingru to make things difficult for him. Before Wen Liang could let go, he heard Ning Qingru say to him, "Let him go. Let's see what he can make of this."

Ning Qingru patted the seat beside her, "It's warm, come sit."

Friendly! Too friendly!

Wen Liang sat down next to Ning Qingru nervously. Intuition told her that all of this could be the result of her trying to suppress her emotions.

Sure enough, before her butt touched the sofa, she heard Ning Qingru ask her, "Can you peel apples?"

Wen Liang silently extended his hand to grab the fruit knife, but Aunt Qiao had already picked up the fruit knife and the apple and laughed, "Looks like little young master likes the taste of the old lady, and likes eating apples as well. A few days ago, he said that he would send a box of apples to Canada for the old lady! I heard there are yellow and green apples in Canada. "

"Xiao Wen, go to the kitchen and see how young master's brewing the tea." Ning Qingru ordered, interrupting Aunt Qiao from trying to help Wen Liang.

Aunt Qiao had no choice but to listen to Ning Qingru's words. He only looked somewhat awkwardly at Wen Liang. Wen Liang smiled and nodded to Aunt Qiao, who then rushed to the kitchen worriedly, thinking to himself that he still had to quickly invite the young master out.

Ning Qingru smiled. "I've heard from the Eldest Young Master that you have a way to win the hearts of others. From the looks of it, he is not lying."

Wen Liang grinned and smiled. He reached for his fruit knife and prepared to peel the apple. However, Ning Qingru suddenly said to Wen Liang, "I suddenly don't want to eat anymore. This man is old, but his appetite is crafty."

Wen Liang didn't seem to be in a temper and just placed the knife on the table.

Then, he turned around and looked at Ning Qingru with sincerity, "Madam, actually, my childhood was very happy, but the way my parents left me, suddenly, my only sister was lying on the sickbed and became a vegetable. According to my mother, my grandmother died before I was born. Although we haven't met each other often in general, from the moment I married Qi Ye, I knew that you were my relative. "I know that I may not be the best candidate for your granddaughter-in-law …"

"You know? "How did you know?" Ning Qingru interrupted Wen Liang's words.

Wen Liang stiffened for a moment, then asked Ning Qingru with a smile, "Could it be that I'm the best candidate in your mind for a granddaughter-in-law?"

This girl was quite clever, she used the method of borrowing strength to fight back extremely well. Ning QingRu coldly replied with the word 'warm', "No."

Wen Liang was silent, but he understood.

However, he didn't expect that Ning Qingru would make another sudden change. "Although you aren't the best candidate for a granddaughter-in-law in my mind, that doesn't mean you can't develop in that direction."