Chapter 29 "...They haven't seen you yet."
Ni Yang was very surprised. She did not reply to the private message immediately, but clicked on the person's homepage.
The homepage was very clean, and she was the only one who followed it. She even joined her Weibo fan group. She noticed the online name of the person who claimed to be Gu Jinting.
Very familiar emoticons
Among the fans of Bilibili, one of the many great captains uses this emoticon.
Three more private messages popped up.
[It's been a while since we last met. I'll be in Beijing tomorrow morning. Can we meet?]
[Céline, this is Charles.]
[If it's inconvenient, forget it. After all, you're married, and it's not appropriate for you to meet a single man like me.]
Perhaps guessing she wouldn't believe it, the man directly told her their names in France.
Ni Yang hasn't seen this name for a long time.
The light from the cell phone shone on her bright, porcelain-white face, and He Si wanted to turn his head to look at her.
He didn't have the habit of peeking at her phone, but the screen of her phone was exceptionally bright in the dim carriage, and he caught a quick glimpse of it.
Someone asked her to meet him tomorrow. It was a man.
Charles is a man's name.
It was as if he was a man he had known for a long time, and the man even called out a name he didn't know.
Céline, is this Yangyang’s name in French?
Why didn’t Yangyang tell him? Did she want to meet this man without telling him?
The mere thought of her secretly meeting with another man made his throat dry and the irritation rising in his heart grew more and more intense.
He saw Ni Yang's fingers tapping on the keyboard and replied to the man with a "good" word.
Haha - you are so naughty.
How should I punish her? I didn't want to put drugs in the milk tonight.
Yangyang, it’s all your fault, you can’t blame him.
Ni Yang turned off the screen of her phone and placed it upside down on her legs. She drooped her eyelashes, blinked twice, bit her lower lip lightly, her nose felt sore, and her vision gradually became blurred.
Twelve years have passed since her parents passed away. She has never returned to her home in France and has lost contact with anyone there.
She didn't dare go back. That place held many beautiful memories for her and her parents, and she was afraid that she would be immersed in those memories and unable to get out.
She missed her parents very much. If they were still alive, they would definitely be angrier than her uncle and aunt when they saw her being bullied.
Given Dad's temper, he would definitely beat Qi Huaiyu himself, and Mom would stand by and kick Qi Huaiyu hard when Dad wasn't paying attention.
They told her that if she was bullied, she had to beat up the person no matter what.
After satisfying your urge, think about how to make people pay for their actions.
Tears rolled down her cheeks and she turned to look at He Siyu.
When the man saw the tears on her face, he suddenly became at a loss. He quickly took out a handkerchief from the handkerchief pouch on his coat.
He reached out and carefully wiped the tears from her face.
A dry and hoarse voice asked, "Why are you crying?"
Ni Yang grabbed He Siyu's hand and said to him with a choked voice, "Can you spare half a day to go with me to meet my parents? They haven't met you yet."
He Siyu's heart ached, "Okay, let's go tomorrow."
He thought Ni Yang was crying because of that man. He was too narrow-minded.
He didn't tell Ni Yang that he had visited her parents at the cemetery the day after they got their marriage certificate.
There is a photo of the two of them on the tombstone, and Ni Yang has the best features of both of them.
He thought he would have to wait a long time before Ni Yang would take him there on her own initiative.
He was happy, but also sad, and he felt sorry for her.
He had never experienced the ultimate pampering, so he only yearned for it. However, Ni Yang grew up being truly pampered by her parents. Once she lost them, it was a huge blow to her who was only twelve years old at the time.
Even if Ni Hao and Ling Xi dote on her, they are not her parents.
Ni Yang took the handkerchief from He Siyu's hand and wiped the tears from her face. She was very happy now, and her parents would be happy.
"Tomorrow I'm going to meet a boy who was my childhood playmate in France."
He Siyu's tightly furrowed brows relaxed instantly, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Okay, then let's go see mom and dad first, and then I'll take you to see him, okay?"
Ni Yang nodded obediently, her big watery eyes blinking.
It was so cute that He Siyu felt like his blood tank was about to empty.
After arriving at Yutang, He Siyu stood in the hall and watched Ni Yang go upstairs in a daze, holding his handkerchief in his hand, and took out his cell phone from his pocket.
Ask the special assistant to check Ni Yang's childhood friends in France, paying special attention to male ones.
Uncle Zheng walked to He Siyu with a complicated expression and a frown on his face.
"Did you have a fight? Or did the old man and the old lady say something?"
He Si wanted to put his phone away, looking at the corner where Ni Yang disappeared, and said lightly: "There was no quarrel, she missed her parents. Is there any snack she likes that won't make her gain weight easily after eating it at night?"
Uncle Zheng's eyes suddenly turned red, and he was relieved that the master had come to his senses.
"Osmanthus Longjing milk dumplings, my wife likes them and they are zero-calorie."
He Si wanted to unbutton his coat, so he walked to a place not far from the sofa, took it off and casually threw it on the back of the sofa.
As he walked towards the kitchen, he unbuttoned his cuffs and slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his fair and strong forearms with well-proportioned muscles.
Uncle Zheng was stunned. He followed He Siyu's footsteps and asked in shock, "Sir, are you going to cook for your wife yourself?"
"Well, can't you?"
"It must be possible. I'll go get the materials."
In the huge kitchen, the man was wearing the pastoral-style apron bought by Ni Yang and listening to Uncle Zheng's instructions.
"Let's make the mochi skin first. 45g glutinous rice flour, 12g corn starch, 80g milk, 15g zero-calorie sugar, and dried osmanthus flowers as needed. Mix them together and steam for about 15 minutes."
He Siyu kept a straight face throughout the whole process and weighed the items meticulously.
While steaming the mochi, Uncle Zheng also taught He Si how to make milk puff pastry.
About an hour later, the round and plump butter dumplings are ready.
Probably because every step was done according to Uncle Zheng’s requirements, it tasted good. Uncle Zheng took a bite and gave a thumbs up.
He Siyu picked out a little white bear plate from the plates in the kitchen.
I picked four of the best-looking dumplings and placed them on top, sprinkling a small amount of dried osmanthus flowers on the surface of each dumpling.
She took off her apron, heated up another cup of milk, picked up the tray, and walked straight to the second floor under Uncle Zheng's gaze.
After arriving in the room, Ni Yang sat on the edge of the bed, holding a handkerchief in one hand and sliding the screen of her mobile phone with the other. Sure enough, she found the same emoticons among her big captains, and even the avatar was the same as on Weibo.
Gu Jinting is an old fan, which means he knew it was her a long time ago.
When her parents were still alive, she always played with Gu Jinting in their own garden. Their two families were familiar with each other and could eat together and go out to play together.
She escaped because it was Ms. Ling's birthday and she stayed to celebrate with her.
In Ni's parents' generation, there were only two children, her father and uncle. Her uncle mainly managed domestic companies, while her father managed foreign companies. Since she was a child, her parents would bring her back to China whenever they had time and live in Yinshuang Manor, so she has a good relationship with Ms. Ling and her uncle.
There was an unexpected accident at the French company, and her parents had to go back to deal with it. They agreed to come back to pick her up after it was resolved.
The result was that the plane was hit by a bird during flight, the engine failed, and the driver crashed.
After my parents' funeral, my uncle worked so hard that most of his hair turned white before the French company's affairs finally stabilized.
Her aunt stayed by her side every day. Seeing that she couldn't eat or sleep, she felt so sad that she always cried behind her back.
After she stopped crying, she came over to comfort her. Her aunt had told her mother on her birthday that she wanted to get pregnant.
After adopting her, they never had any children. She knew they were afraid that she would be unhappy and sad.
Ling Xiaoye was born after she begged for a long time.
Her uncle and aunt treated her like their own child, and she always remembered it in her heart.
If she hadn't received the message from Gu Jinting tonight, she probably wouldn't have dug up the long-dormant memories from her mind.
Putting down her phone, she turned on the lights in the room, and the crystal chandelier on the ceiling was dazzling.
She loosened her hand, and the slightly wrinkled silk handkerchief in her palm slowly unfolded.
This is He Siyu's thing, and she made it dirty. Let's buy him a new one.
She folded the towel and placed it on the bedside, then got up and went to the bathroom to remove her makeup.
I had just finished removing my makeup and taking care of my skin and was about to get some new pajamas when I heard a knock on the door.
You didn't have to think about it to know that it was He Si who wanted to bring her milk.
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