The Monster I Was Redeemed

However, Yue Qihua's ability to withstand pressure is much stronger than that of Yang Xingyue.

She struck Yang Xingyue on the head with a knife: "Don't think nonsense, is Ai Liang the kind of person who beats around the bush? If he finds you annoying, he will definitely tell you and tell you to stop calling.

Since he didn't say anything, he must be busy with other things. What if he was just fascinated by reading a book? It's not impossible.

Besides, Ai Liang is not anyone's property. He is free to do whatever he wants. Xingyue, your worries have gone too far. "

"I'm just worried about him..."

Yang Xingyue was a little discouraged: "I know Ai Liang is not our boyfriend, but if you like someone, you can't help but think about him."

The words "our boyfriend" caused a flash of panic on Yue Qihua's face.

At the same time, Ye Qing's figure subconsciously appeared in her mind.

"Huahua, Huahua, what's wrong with you?" Yang Xingyue raised her hand and waved it in front of Yue Qihua.

"nothing."

Yue Qihua slapped Yang Xingyue's little hand away and turned to face the computer screen: "You'd better finish your homework quickly and go to Huamanlou for lunch at eleven o'clock.

Maybe you'll have to listen to my uncle's verbosity in the afternoon, and I'll see what you do if you can't finish your homework. "

"Don't rush me, can't I just write it?"

Yang Xingyue picked up the signature pen with a grimace and started to compete with the exercise book again.

Yue Qihua opened her friends list and took a look at it. After confirming that the avatar she was particularly interested in was gray, she turned her attention to the game in front of her.

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Huamanlou is a restaurant under the Ginkgo Hotel within Qiushui Manor, specially used to serve the residents of the manor.

Although the restaurant has nothing to say about not accepting guests from outside who come here to check in, the security of Qiushui Manor does not let everyone in.

This is destined that the customers Huamanlou receives are all a group of guys who are either rich or noble.

Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue declined the bodyguard's pick-up and took the sightseeing car to the entrance of the restaurant.

After bypassing the flower bed and fountain at the door, the receptionist led the two of them to box No. 66.

It's not that Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue don't know the way, but the rules of the restaurant are like this. Is this probably what rich people call style?

After entering the door, you walk through a short corridor to the main hall. On the right is a round dining table that can seat about twenty people, and on the left is a U-shaped booth.

The two rooms facing the door are the chess and card room and the lounge, and the bathrooms are on both sides of the corridor.

The decoration inside the box is mainly gold and red. It is different from the magnificent business box. It is more down-to-earth and suitable for dinners between family and relatives.

"You are here."

The first person to notice Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue was Yang Xingguo, who was sitting facing the door.

"Uncle Yang (father), uncle, aunt."

Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue said hello one by one, and then Yue Qihua asked: "Grandpa and my dad haven't arrived yet?"

"The old man hasn't seen Yang Yan for a while. I think he went to pick her up in person."

Yue Qihua's uncle, Yue Hualei, raised his hand: "It's almost time. You guys sit down for a while."

"Um."

Yue Qihua responded and pulled Yang Xingyue, who was about to say a few words to Yang Xingguo, toward the lounge.

After the two closed the door of the lounge, Yue Hualei smiled awkwardly: "This little girl is probably afraid that I will talk to her about a way out."

"Who told you to start planning your family's future since you were a child? Your two children have only entered high school. It's still early to talk about a future." Yue Qihua's aunt rolled her eyes at him.

"The two children are so smart, so of course we have to prepare the specifications in advance. If Wenxiong could be half as smart as them..."

Yue Qihua's aunt was also a straight-headed person, and scolded Yue Hualei unceremoniously: "What's wrong with Wenxiong? Do you think your son has embarrassed you?"

Yue Hualei was obviously a bit henpecked and hesitantly said: "No, I mean..."

There are no outsiders here, and Yue Qihua's aunt didn't give him any face at all: "What do you mean, you didn't get admitted to Beijing University yourself, but you insisted that your son must get in? Who is this?"

Seeing that Yue Hualei's face was a little confused, Yang Xingguo took the initiative to come to the rescue: "Speaking of which, what is Wenxiong busy with?"

When she heard someone asking about her son, her aunt let Yue Hualei go.

"I'm still in the furniture business in the north. I heard that I finally met a partner recently, but I don't know if it will work out this time. The previous two broke up because they were too busy at work.

Alas, if you are in your thirties and are not married yet, if I wait any longer, I am afraid I will be too old to walk before I can have a grandchild..."

As Yue Qihua's aunt was talking, the door to the box was pushed open.

The leader was the expressionless Yue Chongshan, and beside him was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his early thirties at most.

"Hey, brother, sister-in-law, and Xingguo, long time no see."

Yue Yangyan cheerfully greeted everyone present.

However, Yue Chongshan's expression was even more gloomy, and it was completely impossible to tell that he was giving birth to his son whom he had not seen for many years.

Those who didn't know better thought that this old man who didn't look like an old man was a man with white hair giving a gift to a man with black hair.

"I haven't seen you for several years, and your order is real. Not to mention vacation all year round, I can't even make a few phone calls. Each phone call has a limited time. At most, I know you are still alive."

Yue Hualei smiled and made a joke with his brother.

But his wife was more concerned about another aspect: "Yang Yan, how come you don't look old at all after all these years? You look younger than my Wenxiong. How do you take care of yourself?"

Yue Yangyan said with a smile: "It's not about maintenance, it's just that my working environment is a bit special, and I only eat pure natural products. Almost everyone ages slowly."

"That's it, it's a pity."

Yue Yangyan said a long time ago that the confidentiality of his unit is extremely high, and it is impossible for Yue Qihua's aunt to deliberately inquire about beauty and beauty.

She still has this sense of propriety.

"Speaking of which, where are my two precious daughters?" Yue Yangyan looked around, and finally fixed his gaze on Yang Xingguo.

"What are your two precious daughters? Xingyue is my daughter."

Yang Xingguo laughed and cursed, pointed to the lounge and said, "The two children are waiting for dinner in the lounge."

"It's all the same. Isn't my daughter also your daughter?"

After Yue Yangyan finished speaking, he walked straight towards the lounge before Yang Xingguo could continue his greetings.

Yue Yangyan turned the door handle and pushed open the door: "Qihua, Xingyue, are you happy to see me?"

Yang Xingyue, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly stood up: "Uncle Yue."

Yue Qihua just glanced at Yue Yangyan without saying hello and continued playing the game in her hands.

Yue Yangyan patted Yang Xingyue's head: "What's your name, Uncle Yue? You can just call me daddy."

Yang Xingyue stuck out her tongue: "Forget it, doesn't Qihua also call my dad Uncle Yang?"