"Grandpa, are you looking for me?" after standing for a while, old Nazhi was still facing the oil painting, unaware of her coming in, and Hai Xiaomin made a tentative sound.
Old naghi turned his head slowly and said, "here you are? Sit down."
There was a sofa seat opposite him. Hai Xiaomin leaned over and sat down. No matter how bad the old man's attitude towards her was, she still respected him very much.
Old Nazhi: "you have coffee in front of you. You like sugar or milk. You can add it yourself."
Hai Xiaomin glanced down at the tea table. Old Nazhi was ready for her arrival. In addition to coffee, old Nazhi also put a black folder in front of her. She picked up the coffee and smiled warmly: "thank you."
"I heard you were born in a family engaged in gardening?" old naghi took a sip of coffee and casually mentioned it.
Hai Xiaomin was stunned. Did the old man deliberately investigate her background?
If he had investigated, he should have known about her family's bankruptcy.
"... yes." Hai Xiaomin rubbed the outer wall of the coffee cup with his palm, feeling a little uneasy.
"Miss Hai, have you ever thought about what your future life would be like if you didn't meet Joe?" old natch's voice was thick and magnetic.
Didn't meet Ling Yao... What life should she have?
Hai Xiaomin was stunned by a question from old naghi. She really didn't think about it before, but since old naghi asked, she might as well imagine it now.
"I should finish my studies first, work hard for my career for several years, and then marry a suitable man and have children..." when Hai Xiaomin talked about these, she had a subtle sense of strangeness. These were the life tracks she planned before meeting Ling Yao. They were ordinary and simple, but inadvertently, she had deviated from the route and went farther and farther.
All variables are lingyao!
This man has completely changed her life.
"You said the right man?" old naghi interrupted her. "I don't know how you understand the word right?"
Suitable... Hai Xiaomin's heart is slightly heavy.
"If my understanding is correct, it should be that both sides are similar in all aspects, what does Miss Hai think?" facing the good sunshine outside the window, old naghi showed a smile on his face, and his skin was white as if it was shining.
But this smile didn't make Hai Xiaomin feel warm at all. As long as she wasn't stupid, she could hear a trace of fishiness from Lao Nazhi's words. He seemed to set her up, and now she found it too late to quit.
In that case, she can only see the move!
"Grandpa wants to say, I'm not suitable for Ling... Joe?" I've always been used to the name Ling Yao, and I can't change it.
Unexpectedly, Hai Xiaomin himself pointed out this point, which surprised Lao Nazhi a little. He thought the other party would not recognize the reality and wanted to go around with him for two more rounds.
Hai Xiaomin changed from passive to active and continued: "in fact, after marriage, you are not the first person to say this to me. I have questioned myself. Do you really deserve him?"
Lao Nazhi: "
"Yes, I don't deserve him." Hai Xiaomin smiled and said the result, and the corners of his mouth still showed a touch of bitterness.
She still can't face the gap between her and him, but it doesn't matter. She can try to catch up with him. One day, she will stand beside him with peace of mind.
"Since you have this self-knowledge, you should make the right choice."
"The right choice?" in Hai Xiaomin's puzzled eyes, old Nazhi pointed to the black folder with his chin and motioned her to open it.
Hai Xiaomin took the folder and saw an all Chinese agreement - divorce agreement!
When Mr. naghi came to her, he took out the divorce agreement and asked her to sign it!
Hai Xiaomin almost laughed angrily. Why did he think she would sign? Is it also the inherent confidence of his Nazhi family?
She closed the folder and put it back. Her beautiful face was cold: "I won't sign it!"
"Aren't you going to look at the terms of the agreement?" old Nazhi raised his eyebrow.
"I believe that in order to break up Ling Yao and me, Grandpa's conditions will be very rich and attractive, but I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you." parents don't hesitate to spend a lot of money in order to let the little bitch outside leave their younger generation. It's ridiculous that she can encounter such a thing!
Before she got engaged to Qiao Tianqi, Hai Xiaomin once imagined that if she fell in love with a poor boy in the future, would her parents throw money away each other, so it's really dog blood everywhere in life!
"Little girl, people also learn to be content. If they are too greedy, they will kill themselves one day." Lao Nazhi looked quiet.
what do you mean?
Old Mr. nagge thought she was playing hard to get and raised the price?
Yes, Ling Yao's own value is far more than one ly. Most people don't give up watermelon to pick up sesame. No wonder Lao Nazhi misunderstood her like this.
"When I knew him, his name was not Joe nagge, and when I fell in love with him, he was not Joe nagge. If his wealth and status had become a factor hindering us together... I'd rather he had nothing, just an ordinary person! Grandpa, I hope you understand this!"
Old Nazhi stared at Hai Xiaomin silently. She also looked into his eyes fearlessly. His pure eyes were full of seriousness. He found a unique charm in her. I believe he will not miss it with the eyesight of his grandson. This charm is really attractive to young men. No wonder Joe will fall in love with her.
... but still a child, the idea is always so naive.
"Love? Later you will find that the love you were proud of is not even fart!" old naghi made no secret of the mockery in his eyes, holding the coffee cup, his bones turned white with force.
Hai Xiaomin was shocked that this respected elder burst foul language in front of her!
"If Grandpa has nothing else to do, I'll go first." leaving the topic of Ling Yao, she felt that they didn't need to talk any more.
"HMM." old Nazhi replied coldly and added when Hai Xiaomin got up and left, "I hope you won't regret the choice you made today."
"..." at that moment, Hai Xiaomin thought of many things before.
Out of the room, Hai Xiaomin was absent-minded. Before he went far, he saw Ling Yao coming from the other end of the corridor.
Seeing that Hai Xiaomin is well, Ling Yao's worry about coming all the way is quietly soothed.
"Ling Yao, why are you here?" Hai Xiaomin greeted him and asked unexpectedly.
"Nothing. I happened to pass by here. You just came out from Grandpa?" Ling Yao stroked Hai Xiaomin's arm, looked over her and looked at the closed door.
"Well, I had a cup of coffee with Grandpa." Hai Xiaomin pretended to be relaxed and smiled. She didn't want Ling Yao to know about the divorce agreement and increased the conflict between him and grandpa.