"Madam, please be kind!" Qian Jiujin was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. "Just praise my integrity. Do you have to add the word 'old straight man'?"

"Did I say anything wrong?" Madam Qian glared at Qian Jiujin cautiously, then said to Lu Guansheng, "On our first date, he gave me flowers. Guess what they were?"

"What flower?" Lu Guansheng was very curious.

"Madam..." Qian Jiujin obviously begged for mercy.

"Huh! You dare to do it but not say it?"

"Aunt, tell me, tell me, what flowers did your uncle give you?"

"He! He gave me a bunch of Tao Yuanming's favorites!"

“Hahahaha!” Lawrence Lu laughed heartily. “Uncle! You’re so brave! Hahahaha!”

"Oh! You two!" Qian Jiujin recalled his wife's embarrassed expression when he gave her white chrysanthemums during their date, and felt that he was a little too "straightforward"!

Especially since he loved antiques, he used to talk a lot about history and culture, which made my aunt think that he was not a businessman but a university professor!

Luckily, my aunt is a cultured person with a good temper, so she agrees with what he said. If it were another woman, she would have just slammed the table and walked away after receiving the chrysanthemum! How could there be any of the things that happened later?

"Ahem! Stop laughing! Let's talk business!" Qian Jiujin tried to pull the two people who were talking about his negative gossip back to their original posts.

"Hahahaha! This is so funny, I can't help laughing!" Lu Guansheng was still laughing.

"Hold it! Hold it even if you can't!"

"Haha! Uncle is shy!" Lu Guansheng whispered, "Aunt, let's chat privately later! I'll treat you to Nianbo's health-preserving soup at Fuyuan?"

"Okay, okay! I've had Nianqing's soup once, it's truly the best in the world! We'll talk about it later!"

"Madam!" Qian Jiujin felt like life was hopeless. "This brat is unreliable. Why are you fooling around with him?"

"What? My nephew treated me to soup but not you, are you jealous?" Mrs. Qian put her hands on her hips.

"I dare not, I dare not! Please do as you please, Madam!" Qian Jiujin bowed and retreated.

Although his wife was over fifty, in Qian Jiujin's eyes, she was still the girl who was many years younger than him. He had spoiled her all his life, and it had become second nature!

Alas! No one at home is reliable. What can he do?

After all the laughter and jokes, we still have to talk about the serious matters.

Next, Qian Jiujin told his wife the whole story, starting from the time when Qian Beijiang came.

Mrs. Qian felt a little embarrassed when she suddenly knew so many things.

After so many years of peace and tranquility, it turns out that it’s not that there are no winds and waves, but that we are protected and can’t see any winds and waves!

"No wonder you want to send your son to England!" Mrs. Qian came back to her senses and slowly uttered the truth.