Chapter 937 Wait for Me to Marry Qingsi

Yue Tingfeng spoke very boldly. He made his attitude and stance clear with the first opening of his mouth.

I respect you elders very much, but I miss my girlfriend more.

Moreover, he did not regard Xia Anlan as the president, but regarded him as Qingsi's uncle and an ordinary person. As for what name this person had, he didn't care.

Yan Qingsi blushed, this guy was not timid at all, he dared to say this... However, they hadn't seen each other for several days, and she missed Yue Tingfeng very much.

She raised her head and secretly glanced at Xia Anlan. Sure enough, her uncle's face was not so good-looking. Although he was still calm, but...the corners of his lips were pursed a little tight, which meant that he was unhappy. The president was very unhappy.

Mr. Xia and Xia Anlan both looked a bit unhappy. They were blaming them for bringing people here.

Seeing that Xia Anlan remained silent, the old man felt a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "You are Lao Su's grandson. I didn't expect that you are so old. You are quite talented."

Yue Tingfeng stood upright, spoke neither humble nor overbearing, and spoke calmly and unhurriedly. Said: "Before I came, my grandparents often mentioned you and Grandma Xia. They asked me to say hello to you and said that they hope to get together with you if there is a chance."

Yue Tingfeng's words brought him closer to Mr. Xia. The old man thought of his old friend and sighed: "I thought about it too. I haven't seen the old friend for many years. Now at this age, every day is getting worse. Want to see you again."

Yue Tingfeng said: "Yes, I will definitely see you. When Qingsi and I get married, I will have to serve tea to you elders at the wedding."

Mr. Xia...

Why has this come to this? They haven't said anything yet. This guy just wants to get married. Isn't it too far away? They don't even know what his character is like.

In order to expose Yue Tingfeng's words, the old man changed the topic and said: "Haha...it's easy to talk, you kid, come as soon as you come, why bring so many things, let you come over just to have a meal together, you are the old man." Su's grandson is not an outsider, and we all want to meet you."

Yue Tingfeng said hurriedly: "Grandpa Xia, this is what it should be. This is my first time to visit you. I can't be empty-handed. It's not a precious thing, it's just my thoughts as a junior."

Behind him were several people, including the hotel manager and several waiters, who came specifically to help Yue Tingfeng deliver gifts.

Yue Tingfeng glanced at them, and they quickly took two steps to put down the beautifully wrapped gifts one by one, and then left quickly without saying a word.

Xia Anlan still didn't say anything. He was very critical of Yue Tingfeng. No matter how he looked at him, he felt that this guy was glib.

Yue Tingfeng said to the old man: "Grandpa Xia, I heard my grandpa mention before that you always love to collect calligraphy and paintings by famous artists. I don't have much research in this area, but I just got a calligraphy and painting by the contemporary Chinese painting master Mr. Mei a few days ago. I’m going to lend you flowers today, I hope you won’t dislike them.”

When the old man heard this, his eyes lit up. He did like calligraphy and painting, but his favorite was the work of the contemporary Chinese painting master Mr. Mei Wangshi. So when he heard this, he felt itchy in his heart: "Oh, really? Come on, bring it to me." look."

Xia Anlan cleared her throat and coughed.

The old man quickly retracted his extended hand, "Ahem, um, you have your heart, you have your heart."