A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Huo Yan also noticed that her mother was eager to push her towards Ji Wuwei, but now that Ji Wuwei was around, there were some things she couldn't tell her mother.

Ji Wuwei approached Huo Yan and said gently, "Let's go. Don't be afraid. My grandfather is a very kind old man. Besides, I'm here."

Huo Yan nodded and walked out of the ward in silence.

*

Banker.

Zhuang Zhoucheng was urgently recalled by his father. As soon as he came back, he heard his father say that the painting was fake.

The painting is fake, all we need to do is find the original artist. In Zhuang Zhoucheng's opinion, this is not a big problem.

So Zhuang Zhoucheng went straight back to his study and held an online meeting.

On the other side, Ji Wuwei led Huo Yan to the old man's tea room.

Huo Yan sat properly at the tea table, not looking around.

She was amazed by the luxury of the banker's house, and she tried to look calm and generous.

Time passed little by little, Huo Yan sat upright and waited patiently.

On the contrary, Ji Wuwei was a little impatient and paced back and forth in the tea room.

A servant came in with snacks, and Ji Wuwei immediately grabbed the person and asked:

"Why hasn't my grandpa come yet?"

"Master Fearless, the master is bathing and changing clothes and will be here soon."

The servant brought the tea and snacks and left the tea room soon.

Ji Wuwei comforted Huo Yan, "Yan Yan, my grandpa is changing clothes and will be here soon. You can eat something first. Don't be polite."

Huo Yan smiled awkwardly. It would be a shame to eat those exquisite snacks, so he decided to just leave them there for viewing.

After a while, two more people brought different refreshments.

Ji Wuwei was a little surprised. The tea table was almost full of space for all these snacks. This was not like his grandfather's way of entertaining guests.

Moreover, it’s just to meet Huo Yan, a little girl. Is it worth it for the old man to bathe and change clothes and be so cautious?

Ji Wuwei suddenly felt uneasy, he smiled and said:

"Huo Yan, I'm going to go urge Grandpa, you wait here for me."

Huo Yan was stunned. "Ah? Are you leaving?"

Before Huo Yan could finish his words, Ji Wuwei had already walked out of the tea room.

Huo Yan sat alone awkwardly. After a while, all kinds of beautifully presented fruits were brought in and placed on another small table.

Huo Yan thanked him awkwardly, thinking: Isn't this banker too hospitable?

On the other side, Zhuang Zhoucheng walked out of the study after the meeting and happened to hear the servants whispering.

Zhuang Zhoucheng called out to the two of them, "Tell me, who's coming tonight?"

The servant replied with a smile: "Master Wuwei's girlfriend."

Zhuang Zhoucheng frowned. Ji Wuwei’s girlfriend?

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked grim as he walked towards the tea room.

In the tea room, the girl sat obediently, motionless, as delicate as a porcelain doll.

Zhuang Zhoucheng's cell phone suddenly rang, and he immediately turned around to answer it.

"What's the matter?" Zhuang Zhoucheng left the tea room.

But his voice came in, and Huo Yan thought the voice sounded familiar. He turned around quickly, but only saw a figure passing by outside the window.

Huo Yan was puzzled. "Why does this voice sound a bit like...that gentleman?"

But it's definitely impossible. This is Ji Wuwei's grandfather's house. How could that gentleman be here?

Huo Yan withdrew his gaze and continued sitting.

Fortunately, not long after, Ji Wuwei came with his grandfather.

Huo Yan immediately stood up and said, "Hello, old man, I am Huo Yan."

Old Master Zhuang looked at Huo Yan and carefully identified her. "Little girl, what's your father's name?"

Huo Yan was puzzled, but still answered, "My father's name is Huo Qiang."

Mr. Zhuang was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "What's your grandfather's name?"

"My grandfather...is called Huo Dongyang." Huo Yan continued to answer.

The disappointment on Mr. Zhuang's face was obvious, and he sighed in a low voice:

"not him."