Song Qingyu subconsciously looked at Gu Hanxing.
Gu Hanxing was obviously shocked by what his grandfather said. After a moment, he said, "Grandpa, stop joking."
"I'm not kidding," said Old Master Gu seriously. "Although I live here on weekdays and never care about the outside world, Han Xing, you are my grandson after all... Miss Song, I know that you have a past with Old Lady Lu's grandson, Lu Yanzhi..."
"Grandpa!" Gu Hanxing was anxious, worried that Grandpa Gu would say something he shouldn't.
Song Qingyu was finally able to come out, and he didn't want to fail.
"I haven't finished speaking yet," the old man glared at Gu Hanxing, then when he looked at Song Qingyu, his tone became very gentle, "I also know that there are a lot of bad comments about you on the Internet, but don't worry, since Hanxing likes you, I trust his vision. So, Qingyu, as long as you are willing to marry Hanxing, all these antiques will be yours."
Song Qingyu felt warm in her heart when she heard the old man say such sensible words at such an old age.
Those antiques...she was indeed tempted.
It is estimated that there are few people in this world who can remain unmoved when faced with antiques worth hundreds of billions of dollars.
but……
"I'm sorry, Grandpa, I can't promise you."
Mr. Gu was stunned: "Do you think these antiques are too few?"
"No," Song Qingyu shook her head and said, "It's because... if I marry him because of these antiques, I will never be at peace in my life. I hope... I..."
She glanced at Gu Hanxing, her cheeks slightly reddened: "When I nodded, I meant it sincerely, not for... for these antiques."
Old Master Gu stared at Song Qingyu for a long time without saying anything.
No one ever turned him down.
This is the first time.
Gu Hanxing was worried that the old man would be angry, so he quickly stood in front of Song Qingyu: "Grandpa... Qingyu meant..."
"Great!" Old Master Gu clapped his hands happily and said, "You're worthy of being the one my grandson likes! Haha, I'm in a good mood today. You can pick anything here and take it away."
Song Qingyu looked at Gu Hanxing in a daze.
The old man is too generous.
Are you really not kidding?
Seeing what Song Qingyu was thinking, Gu Hanxing smiled and said, "You take it."
"This... isn't good."
"What's wrong with that? Money can't buy my happiness. Grandpa is happy today, so you can pick whatever you want."
Song Qingyu had no choice but to pick out a relatively cheap collection from among the many collections.
Even so, the enameled bowl with a picture of spring swallows in apricot forest made by Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty in her hand is still worth 100 million.
Song Qingyu held the bowl and felt like she was holding a hot potato.
Mr. Gu was very satisfied: "You have good taste. This is the best enamel porcelain!"
Song Qingyu: "..."
At this moment, the housekeeper stepped forward to remind the old man: "Old man, it's time to take medicine."
Mr. Gu said impatiently, "I know."
After saying that, he turned to look at Song Qingyu and told her: "The people here only know how to stare at me while I take medicine every day. It's so boring. Come find me anytime you have time in the future. Otherwise, I will be suffocated to death by these people sooner or later."
Song Qingyu smiled and said, "Yes."
She wasn't just trying to please the old man; she was sincere.
The old man is not arrogant at all.
Moreover, there are so many antiques here. If there is a chance, Song Qingyu also wants to come here to study the antiques.
"Okay, that's settled." The old man said to Song Qingyu, "It's still early, you can let Han Xing take you for a walk, I won't accompany you for now."
"good."
Watching the old man's back as he left, Song Qingyu finally relaxed completely. "Your grandfather has a good personality and temper. You must be very happy to have such a grandfather, right?"
Gu Hanxing also looked in the direction where the old man disappeared: "Yeah."
As he spoke, he suddenly turned to look at Song Qingyu and said very seriously: "Do you want a grandfather like this?"
"Of course I thought about it," Song Qingyu said with a smile, "but this thing can't just be made by wishing."
"Marry me, and you'll have it, won't you?"
Song Qingyu's pupils widened!
She looked at Gu Hanxing in disbelief.
Gu Hanxing smiled slightly, but a hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes: "Did I scare you?"
"No..." Song Qingyu, "I just didn't expect you to suddenly..."
Gu Hanxing lowered his head, a hint of bitterness appearing at the corner of his lips.
He said he could wait.
But he still overestimated his endurance.
After hearing Song Qingyu say that it would be soon that day, he couldn't help himself.
Today, Grandpa mentioned again and again...
"Feel sorry……"
"Don't say that," Song Qingyu said first, "It's me... I'm not ready yet. Give me a little more time... just a little time..."
"Qingyu..." Gu Hanxing said distressedly, "You don't have to push yourself."
Song Qingyu opened her lips and looked at Gu Hanxing, unable to speak.
The two of them just stared at each other.
I don’t know how long it took, but a slight sound of footsteps was heard, attracting the attention of both of them.
Seeing that it was Song Feng, Song Qingyu quickly concealed the emotions in her eyes.
"Third Young Master..." Song Feng walked to Gu Hanxing's side and whispered a few words in a low voice.
Gu Hanxing's expression remained indifferent.
Song Qingyu couldn't guess what Song Feng said.
I don't want to know either.
He stood quietly aside.
She didn't take a step forward until Gu Hanxing looked over.
"I still have some things to take care of. I'll let Song Feng take you home tonight. Is that okay?"
Song Qingyu: "No problem."
Song Feng made a gesture of invitation.
Song Qingyu hesitated for a moment, then stopped after taking a few steps. She looked into Gu Hanxing's eyes and said seriously, "Gu Hanxing, thank you."
Thank you for your infinite tolerance.
Gu Hanxing's eyes flashed, and just as he was about to say something, Song Qingyu had already left in a hurry.
Looking at the woman's cold and stubborn back in the moonlight, Gu Hanxing's eyes became deeper.
Not until Song Qingyu and Song Feng completely disappeared did an old shadow finally appear behind Gu Hanxing.
Gu Hanxing didn't even turn around, still staring at Song Qingyu's departing back: "Butler Gu, let's go."
The person behind him is the housekeeper of the Gu family’s old house.
He was also the one who reminded the old man to go back and take medicine.
The housekeeper glanced at Gu Hanxing, then pushed Gu Hanxing towards the old man's house.
After entering the room, Gu Hanxing saw Old Master Gu sitting on the armchair.
The old man closed his eyes, and the warm expression on his face was long gone, leaving only a solemn expression.
Hearing the noise, he did not open his eyes, but remained silent for a long time before slowly opening his lips: "Is it coming?"
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