Sweet Marriage: A Scholar's Little Wife V5

Gu Diao Liang's house is stationed on the hillside of a quiet Panshan Road north of the ancient capital, covering an area of ​​several kilometers.

The green belts and colorful flower gardens outside give people the visual landscape of Provence in France, which is inexplicably inconsistent.

But apparently, the Liang family didn't think so.

When Yuan Qijue's car entered the big iron gate of the Liang Family Villa, Mu Xiaonuan asked him to slow down the car, opened the window, and observed the surroundings little by little.

Zhu Muhan leaned over: "What are you looking at?"

"I found that since we came in, whether it's the tall iron gate in the yard, or even these fences, and these Xiangxiang trees, there are scattered things engraved on it."

"Really, if you don't say that I didn't notice, is this the so-called ancient sculpture?" Zhu Muhan was amazed, his eyes wandering around.

Mu Xiaonuan shook her head: "I don't know yet, the things carved on it are all like runes, this is the second time I've seen them."

"Do you still remember that young master Sun you met in the underground casino that night? The black jade pendant around his neck was also engraved with such strange runes."

Yuan Qijue reminded at this time: "Stop talking, we are here."

The three of them got out of the car, and immediately a man came over with a smile. The point is, the man was wearing a dark mandarin gown. Coupled with the architectural style of this manor, it gave people a feeling of time travel.

The three looked at each other and remained silent.

"Welcome Miss Biao and Uncle. I am the housekeeper of the Liang family. My surname is Liu. The master is already waiting in the hall. Please come with me."

Walking up the steps and walking into the hall of this quaint building, the facilities inside are full of urban modern atmosphere, leaving Mu Xiaonuan very speechless.

From the left and right sides, the eyes of Yuan Qijue and Zhu Muhan shot over, Yuan Qijue and Zhu Muhan had never seen anything before, so they didn't care about this at all.

As for Mu Xiaonuan, when people looked over, she subconsciously straightened her back, blinked, glanced at Zhu Muhan, and whispered.

"I'm embarrassed to be watched by so many people."

Zhu Muhan: "..."

In Nuoda's living room, there are three large sofa chairs on the left and right sides, which are really wide, and there is room for seven or eight people in each sofa chair.

There were people sitting on four of the chairs, and the three of Mu Xiaonuan could tell that they were from the first to fourth bedrooms of the Liang family, and if Mu Xiaonuan's mother was still there, it would be the fifth bedroom.

Sun Baoyi was also among them, she looked over, the other party met her gaze, and immediately averted his gaze, his face was very ugly, Mu Xiaonuan didn't care.

On the mahogany chair in the center at the top, sat an old man in a black-patterned cheongsam. He didn't look old, he didn't even have white hair, and he seemed to be in his early fifties.

But Mu Xiaonuan knew that this person should be the head of the Liang family, Mr. Liang, her grandpa in name, but in fact, the other party was over 70 years old.

The corners of the lips are slightly hooked, old age, sickness and death are according to the sky, but this Liang family seems to be able to go against the sky, which is really interesting, but I don't know if the other ancient carving families are also like this.

Mr. Liang was smiling all over his face at the moment, and walked down steadily: "You are Chun Rui's child, right? I'm your grandfather. It's been 20 years, and our Liang family can be regarded as gathered together."

Gather?

Her eyes flickered slightly, not to mention that she is not considered to be part of Liang's family now, but listening to her words, it seemed that her mother was directly excluded.

Mu Xiaonuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and she avoided Mr. Liang's hand without a trace, smiled and said nothing.

Mr. Liang led her to the first sofa chair under the head of the right wing: "From now on, this position will be your fifth room. Keep it close to my old man. We, grandpa and grandson, have a good talk."

He said, and then he turned his attention to Yuan Qijue, and the smile in his eyes remained unchanged: "You are Xiao Nuan's husband, right? Yes, you two must have something to talk about, haha..."

Yuan Qijue narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at Liang Zijie who was sitting next to him, the smile on the corner of his lips was somewhat ambiguous.

Through these few short sentences, he basically had a general understanding of Mr. Liang.

In the Liang family, although this old man is not young, he is obviously an old man who speaks his mind and doesn't know how to delegate power. This kind of person, to put it bluntly, puts profit first in everything.

In other words, this kind of unprofitable person suddenly recognized his granddaughter who had been living abroad for many years after more than twenty years, and he definitely had another purpose.

Another point is that the Liang family is a family of ancient carvings, but relatively speaking, the main source of food and drink for this big family, even including family continuation, is money.

But looking at the other party's attitude, they don't pay much attention to the so-called profitable businessmen.

Liang Zijie obviously thought differently from Mr. Liang, and was a little embarrassed by Yuan Qijue's scrutinizing gaze.

He knew his grandfather, he had no talent for ancient carvings, and what he had been exposed to and learned since he was a child was to manage the family business.

On the contrary, as far as the Liang family is concerned, the younger sister, Liang Shu, who is the most talented Gu Diao, is more loved by the grandfather. This situation has always been the case in the Liang family.

But he also has self-knowledge. Although the business properties under the Liang family are very good, it depends on who they compare with. Compared with the Yuan family with a big family, they are not enough at all.

You know, Yuan Qijue is seven or eight years younger than him, but the other party manages the Yuan's transnational consortium of Nuo Da, which is thriving, which is not comparable to him at all.

Liang Zijie has been fond of economics and finance since he was a child. He has heard of Yuan Qijue, who is known as a genius in the business world, and admires him very much.

Unexpectedly, one day not only did the two have an intersection, but the other party became the husband of his sister living abroad.

The three of Yuan Qijue didn't refuse, and sat down on the first chair.

"Xiaonuan, these are your relatives. This is your uncle's family. I met you last time when I went to the imperial capital. Grandpa will not introduce more. This is you..."

Mr. Liang was in good spirits, and introduced the other four householders to Mu Xiaonuan one by one.

Mu Xiaonuan didn't speak the whole time, it was a smile, her face froze when she laughed, and she wanted to roll her eyes. After the introduction, a strange voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Who is here in our house today, and whose car is outside?"

Following the sound, a somewhat foolish figure walked in, and Mr. Liang's face suddenly darkened, but he could tell with a clear eye that he was not very angry.

"Where have you been running around and messing around again, no one was seen early in the morning, I informed you that there is something very important today, everyone will be there, hmph."

After a few words of gentle teaching, he introduced to Mu Xiaonuan: "This is the child of your third uncle's family, your third cousin, Liang Ziyou."

Liang Ziyou was also taken aback when he heard the old man's introduction, as if he just remembered what day it is today, and immediately looked at Mu Xiaonuan and the others.

He put his arms around his chest, looked up and down without hesitation, and then whistled: "You are the fifth sister who was taken back, you look good, and you are better than some of our family who think they are beautiful all the time. Women are much prettier."

As he spoke, he even glanced at Sun Baoyi pointingly, who was half-dead with anger.

Mr. Liang frowned: "What nonsense, go back and sit down, and speak seriously all day long."

Liang Ziyou smiled, and didn't listen to the old man's words. Thinking of something, he looked at Yuan Qijue again, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he walked over in three or two steps.

"You are the fifth brother-in-law, right? You must have driven the car outside. Hey, good guy, the limited edition Nilang, I only saw it in magazines, and it's not available in China."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the others, dancing in amazement: "Do you know the price of that car outside? Do you know what a limited edition is? That one costs at least [-] million yuan, tsk tsk."

As soon as these words came out, even the corners of Mr. Liang's eyes twitched, let alone other people.

"Hey, the watch in your hand is from Ruibaohua, right? I saw it at a counter in Shangdu. It costs 700 million..."

Everyone's heart jumped again.

Except for Mr. Liang, everyone's eyes turned away from Mu Xiaonuan and turned to Yuan Qijue.

Driving a 6000 million car and wearing a tens of millions of watches, the people in these four rooms are not old men, they only care about ancient sculptures, what they fancy, besides ancient sculptures, is also a luxurious life.

As the descendants of the ancient carving family, they have always thought it was very honorable, but now they intuitively and truly feel what a real wealthy family is.

Especially Sun Baoyi, she had a crush on Yuan Qijue's unparalleled handsome appearance at the first sight last time, but now, her heart was beating with enthusiasm, and her eyes could not wait to stick to him.

The only one who was speechless was Mu Xiaonuan and the others.

Yuan Qijue ignored Liang Ziyou. To be honest, he didn't pay much attention to the Liang family. The only thing he cared about was the weird ancient sculptures passed down from the ancient sculpture family.

At present, the only breakthrough is the old man Liang.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, stood up with Mu Xiaonuan in his arms, and looked at the seat above: "Mr. Liang, I met you here today, and I introduced those who should be introduced, and I have met those who should be acquainted. We still have something to do, so let's say goodbye first." gone."

These words instantly froze the atmosphere in the entire hall, and even Liang Ziyou shut up, being dragged into his position by his father.

Mr. Liang, that is, Liang Wei, watched Yuan Qijue's gloomy face, and slapped the armrest of the chair with a bang: "What do you mean by that?"

The latter didn't care, and still had a smile on his face: "Literally speaking, my wife's hospitality is hard to turn down when the Liang family invites you today. A visit is enough."

"Although my wife is not really a member of the Liang family, but for the sake of my mother-in-law, if you have nothing to do, it is the most polite thing to call to say hello during the Chinese New Year."