Chapter 100 Seeing an Old Friend Again

Of course, Mr. Zhou couldn't just make the decision on his own when Mr. Liu wanted to meet with Li Xiaoya and Wei Wenjuan. He first accompanied Wei Wenjuan to the school gate to pick up Li Xiaoya.

A black Ghost stopped straight in front and opened the door, and Wei Wenjun's appearance came into Wei Lin's sight.

Wei Lin's eyelids twitched and he also found it outrageous.

Wei Wenjuan was willing to step out of Guanghua Villa and accompany Li Xiaoya to the banquet, and was willing to have dinner in front of the old man for Li Xiaoya. Now he even went out to pick someone up?

"Why is the Second Young Master here? I am enough here. How dare I trouble you? It's not very convenient for you." This is Wei Lin's usual tactic.

Keep reminding the other party that you have difficulty walking, so don’t do this or that, just leave it to us.

But Wei Wenjun didn't react when he heard what he said. His eyes passed him and fell on Li Xiaoya: "We have something to say to Xiaoya."

us?

Who else is in the car?

The interior of the car was painted with anti-peeping paint and the ceiling light was not on. The lack of light reflection meant that Wei Lin couldn't see who was sitting deeper inside.

Is it Wei Wenqing?

This uncertainty and doubt made Wei Lin feel uncontrollably irritated and uneasy.

"Second uncle." At this time, Li Xiaoya called out obediently, then took three or two steps forward and got on the car.

When Wei Lin came to his senses, the car door in front of him had already closed.

"Little boy." Mr. Zhou, who was also sitting in the car, leaned over and roughly described Mr. Liu's reaction.

He added: "I'm afraid I still have to tell Shanda about this."

Li Xiaoya looked at him: "Are you looking for me because you don't have Sheng Yuxiao's number?"

Mr. Zhou smiled awkwardly: "Yes, you are really smart."

Li Xiaoya took out his cell phone and dialed Sheng Yuxiao, then handed the phone over: "Here, go ahead."

Sheng Yuxiao on the other end received the call and immediately pushed through the crowd to a quiet place.

"Little duck, you want me to come pick you up?"

"Mr. Sheng, it's me, Zhou Qiang."

"Oh, you." Young Master Sheng's tone changed instantly.

The changes were so fast that even Mr. Zhou wanted to cry. But he wasn't that annoying, was he?

President Zhou quickly repeated to Sheng Yuxiao in more detail what he had said to Li Xiaoya.

"If he wants to see it, let him see it. The more open and honest you are, the more uneasy he will feel." Sheng Yuxiao suppressed his cold tone and spoke slowly.

"Yes, I think so too, so I have already promised him."

"Yes, but when Xiaoya goes, she has to pretend not to know Mr. Wei." Sheng Yuxiao frowned and lowered his head to think, "Someone else has to accompany her."

Wei Wenjun said: "This is not difficult to do."

"You can't use your family members." Sheng Yuxiao said directly, and then he denied himself: "Of course I can't do that, and Ning Heng and the others can't do that either. Their identities are too easy to check."

"I'm going to borrow someone." Sheng Yuxiao said and hung up the phone.

Sheng Yuxiao turned around and called his uncle Xu Ji.

The next day when Li Xiaoya was leaving school, someone came to the school.

"Little duck! Little duck!" someone shouted her name.

For a moment, many people looked at him.

He was a middle-aged man, his hair combed back sleekly with hairspray, he wore a scarlet polo shirt, suit pants with a belt, and a leather bag, looking like he had learned how to dress like in a Hong Kong drama from the last century.

“So earthy.”

"He looks so funny, haha, did he just come out of TV?"

"Who is he?"

"He's here to look for Li Xiaoya."

"Who is Li Xiaoya?"

"The new one in the third grade!"

People coming in and out of the school gate couldn't help but talk loudly.

That's Dou Dawei.

Li Xiaoya recognized him at a glance.

Dou Dawei raised his hand and touched his head a little awkwardly. It took him half an hour to style his hair. This dress was also bought at a big mall in the county. It looks very bossy. The brothers all said it was good and he looked like a movie star!

But now it looks like...

Dou Dawei accepted the contemptuous looks of the children with some embarrassment, and suddenly felt that he might... bring shame to Li Xiaoya.

So he took two steps back, thinking about retreating behind a roadside tree.

"Who is that person?" Wei Linggui was a forgetful person, so of course he would not remember Dou Dawei, a small follower. He just felt that he looked familiar.

Li Xiaoya didn't answer Wei Lin's words. She grabbed the bag strap on her shoulder and walked straight to Dou Dawei: "Uncle Dou."

Dou Dawei stopped hiding immediately and just bent his back a little: "Why are you so polite? It's so embarrassing to call me uncle..."

"Why are you here?" Li Xiaoya interrupted his awkward and polite greetings.

"I saw on the show that you are in this school. I happened to be in Jinshi to buy some goods these two days, so I wanted to come over and give you a surprise. Hey, my gift, where did I put it? Don't let anyone steal it!"

Dou Dawei turned his head and found his black bag, which was almost thrown into the trash can by the diligent cleaner.

He said awkwardly, "It seems no one stole it."

"Little Duck, it's time for us to go. The old man said that there will be a family dinner at the house tonight." Wei Lin urged calmly.

But bringing out the old man to suppress Wei Wenjun and the others is fine, but suppressing Li Xiaoya is always useless.

Li Xiaoya said to Dou Dawei: "Just get in the car and talk with me."

Wei Lin's expression changed slightly: "Little Duck, you brought Young Master Sheng to the family dinner last time, you won't bring this person to the family dinner this time, right?"

Dou Dawei's back became even more hunched.

He wanted to say, "I dare not!"

Li Xiaoya didn't answer. She took Dou Dawei into the car first. Before Wei Lin got in, she closed the door. Finally, she leaned out of the window and said, "We are just talking. You wait for us outside."

Then the car window slowly rose up.

Wei Lin: “…”

Dou Dawei asked: "That person didn't bully you, did he?"

"No."

"That's good." Dou Dawei didn't realize that Wei Lin looked rather depressed.

He bent down and took something out of his pocket, saying as he did so: "Originally I didn't want such a big pocket, but my wife said this bag is wear-resistant and can hold a lot of things..."

"This is bacon, this is scented tea, this is homemade dried chili, and my wife insisted on making you a few pairs of insoles, which you don't seem to need in big cities. I told you that you have met your relatives, and they will take good care of you. My wife insisted that it's hard to be a rich family, and she just watched too many crappy TV series every day..."

"And this package. You must open it when you get back! Don't let other people see it! Open it only when you are alone." Dou Dawei took out a red cloth bag and emphasized again and again.