At six o'clock in the evening, Gu Hanxing arrived downstairs of the company on time.
"Isn't there a traffic jam?" Song Qingyu was a little dazed when she saw the car appear in front of her exactly to the second.
For some reason, she thought of Lu Yanzhi again.
She and Lu Yanzhi rarely go out.
But even so, every time Lu Yanzhi goes out, he is always late.
Song Feng said quickly: "The Third Young Master rushed here at five o'clock."
Gu Hanxing in the back row glanced at the back of Song Feng's head with dissatisfaction: "You are the only one who talks too much."
The tone was neither salty nor bland, but Song Feng could tell that Gu Hanxing was not angry. He chuckled twice and said, "Miss Song, are we leaving?"
"Um."
The car started.
The Gu family’s old house is not in the city.
And in a suburban location.
It is said that it is because the land is too large and suitable land cannot be bought in the city.
In desperation, they had to build in the suburbs.
Song Qingyu always thought it was just a rumor.
When she finally arrived at the Gu family's old house, she finally understood what it meant that facts speak louder than words.
Next to the two gates, the tall walls stretch as if there is no end.
After entering the gate, what comes into view is a lawn that stretches as far as the eye can see.
Behind the lawn was a large courtyard with five entrances and exits.
Song Qingyu took the shuttle bus to the first courtyard.
When getting off the car, someone immediately stepped forward and held Song Qingyu's arm: "Miss Song."
She whispered softly, as if afraid of breaking the tranquility in the air.
Song Qingyu was not nervous at first.
At this moment, I feel inexplicably nervous.
She thought back to her time at the Lu family.
A suffocating atmosphere emanating from above.
"take it easy."
Gu Hanxing gently patted Song Qingyu's waist with his broad palm.
Feeling the warmth in the palm of her hand, Song Qingyu took a deep breath, turned around and nodded to Gu Hanxing, then let the little girl support her and walked towards the living room.
When they arrived in the living room, Song Qingyu's breathing stopped.
There were all kinds of antiques on the antique shelf in the living room.
There are porcelain, jade, and coins... Every item is of extraordinary value.
Before, she only knew that the Gu family was the largest family in Kyoto. Now, she finally knew the value of these words.
The antiques on display are enough to shock the world.
Those that I collected...
"You must be Qingyu." A kind voice sounded, and Song Qingyu's reluctant gaze finally fell on the old man sitting on the sofa.
The old man is over 70 years old and his hair is gray, but he is still full of energy.
Song Qingyu had seen him in a video before.
Therefore, he recognized the old man in front of him at a glance as Gu Hanxing's grandfather.
"Hello, Mr. Gu." Song Qingyu stood up straight and greeted him politely.
The old man waved his hand and said with a smile, "Why are you so polite? I've wanted to invite you to my house for dinner for a long time, but I never had the chance. Today I finally have the chance. Come and take a seat."
Song Qingyu glanced at Gu Hanxing.
Seeing Gu Hanxing nodded, she said, "Yes, Mr. Gu."
Perhaps because Gu Hanxing was right behind her, she was finally not so nervous anymore.
The three of them went to the restaurant together.
The meal has already been prepared.
Just waiting for Song Qingyu to take her seat.
Song Qingyu looked at the table full of food, and for some reason, she thought of the Lu family again.
Her treatment in the Lu family...
Song Qingyu shook her head slightly and shook the words "Lu family" out of her mind.
"These dishes are made according to the recipes provided by Han Xing." Old Master Gu said with a smile, "If you don't like it, just tell me directly and I will ask the kitchen to prepare it again."
Song Qingyu glanced at Gu Hanxing.
Gu Hanxing's earlobes turned slightly red: "Grandpa...don't talk when eating, don't talk when sleeping."
Old Master Gu looked at Gu Hanxing with a smile: "Are you shy?"
Gu Hanxing's expression became even more unnatural. He looked at Song Qingyu and said, "Qingyu, ignore my grandfather. He's just an old naughty boy who loves to joke around."
Song Qingyu pursed her lips and looked at Gu Hanxing's earlobe which was almost dripping with blood. The tension in her heart was completely thrown out of the window.
A meal full of joy.
After dinner, the three of them went to the living room to watch TV together.
It was nine o'clock, and no one else came back. Song Qingyu took advantage of the old man's nap to secretly ask Gu Hanxing: "Is your grandfather usually the only one at home?"
"Yes." It was Mr. Gu who answered.
Song Qingyu didn't expect that his ears were still so sensitive at his age.
"Usually, I'm the only one here. If you're free, you can come over anytime. Oh, by the way, Han Xing said you like antiques very much. I have quite a few here. If you like, you can come and visit anytime."
Mr. Gu's enthusiasm and generosity made Song Qingyu a little unresponsive for a moment.
After all, his tone was so casual that it felt like he was going to the market to buy some vegetables.
If Madam Lu had anything good, she would probably just be on guard against her.
"Why don't you agree to it now?" Gu Hanxing winked at Song Qingyu. "This is an honor that even I don't have."
This made Song Qingyu even more surprised.
Gu Hanxing smiled and said, "Yeah, do you think anyone can view Grandpa's antiques?"
"You kid..." Old Master Gu looked at Gu Hanxing with a doting smile, "Can Qingyu be the same as you? You're so clumsy, what if you break my antiques?"
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