Chapter 1720 The Old Man Is Not Kind

Uncle Wei took out another photo and showed it to her. Pointing at the photo, he said, “This is a photo of Ajun’s first art exhibition. By the way, he came to Germany this time to hold an art exhibition, did you know?”

Su Jiuyao came back to her senses and nodded, "Yes, I heard about it."

Uncle Wei said that Master Ajun had never participated in his own art exhibitions before because of his introverted personality, and he only came in person to the last two or three exhibitions.

After Uncle Wei finished speaking, he looked at her: Miss Su, do you know why?

Su Jiuyao shook her head blankly.

"For you!"

"What does it have to do with me..." Su Jiuyao wrapped her coat around her.

Uncle Wei sighed, feeling somewhat helpless, and said with great emotion, "He wants to change his personality, for you."

At this time, Cheng Tao squinted his eyes and said, "Grandpa, our Jiuyao is already married, did you know that?"

"Of course I know, she and Han Ye have been guests at my house!" Uncle Wei's tone was as if Cheng Tao had said something nonsense.

Cheng Tao continued half-jokingly, "Then the old man is poaching people for your young master? Isn't that a bit unfair?"

Uncle Wei smacked his lips, speaking rather shamelessly, "How can this be called poaching? It's just that my young master isn't good at expressing himself, so I have to speak for him. Is there anything wrong with saying it?"

Su Jiuyao rubbed her forehead, wondering if the cold and shy Master Xiao would be so angry that he would get down from the hospital bed and shut the butler up when he heard his butler promoting him like this.

She glanced at the emergency room.

Still in the process of rescue...

Hey, Xiao Jun, you better get over it quickly and discipline your old housekeeper who is so worried about you.

Uncle Wei continued to talk about Xiao Jun's various talents, and Su Jiuyao listened absent-mindedly.

Most of the things Xiao Jun is good at are related to art, including painting, violin, ceramics, and even glassware making.

It seems that he likes anything that does not require interacting with others and can be done by himself behind closed doors.

But Su Jiuyao was already tired of listening and was about to interrupt Uncle Wei, but he sighed and said, "My young master is so kind, he must not get into trouble. After all, he hasn't told you what happened back then..."

Su Jiuyao was stunned for a moment: "What happened back then? What happened?"

"Miss Su, you haven't really forgotten my young master, have you?"

Su Jiuyao looked at Uncle Wei blankly.

"Did I know him before?"

How can you forget someone if you haven't even met them?

Uncle Wei smiled slightly: "My Barton is the big black dog. Why is he so close to you? Miss Su, have you never thought about this question?"

Su Jiuyao's drowsy head finally became clear after Uncle Wei's words.

Of course she was confused, but she couldn't figure it out.

And now she completely understood that Uncle Wei would not open his mouth easily, and this was what he wanted to say.

He wanted to say something on behalf of his young master.

Su Jiuyao said: "I don't remember Barton, nor do I remember Xiao Jun. If you know anything or want to say something, please speak directly."

Uncle Wei glanced at me, pondered for two seconds, and sighed: "Let the young master tell you this in person. If he can make it through tonight, let him tell you in person. But if my young master can't make it..."

He paused and said with great determination: "No, he will get through it."

For more than an hour, Uncle Wei did not disturb Su Jiuyao again.

Su Jiuyao carefully recalled her past experiences, but still couldn't find any memories related to Xiao Jun. She also had no impression of that enthusiastic dog, Patton.

At daybreak, the door of the emergency room opened...