Racing Queen: The president is not too cold

Shen Lian had eaten salt for a few years more than Yan Hui, how could he not know what Yan Hui was thinking.

"Forget it, I'll take you to find Lao Ming right now!"

The car was driving on the narrow and dilapidated streets, Yan Hui's Maserati couldn't drive in this kind of place, so he had to sit in Shen Lian's car.

This place is the old city of Dongshi. The previous leaders of Dongshi wanted to move this place, but all of them ended in failure.

Up to now, no one wants to move here. The old city has survived so tenaciously in Dongshi, which can be regarded as a unique scenery of this international metropolis.

However, outsiders may see it fresh, but only those who live here know that the old city is actually not a pleasant place to live because the roads are in disrepair and the facilities are aging.

With Uncle Ming's wealth, he shouldn't live here...

Yan Hui thought about Uncle Ming's current situation, but she never thought that Uncle Ming's current situation was even worse than she imagined.

Thinking of this, Yan Hui felt her nose ache and her eyes were hot.

Shen Lian, who was driving, glanced at Yan Hui and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The car stopped on a fairly wide flat ground. After getting out of the car, there were even more winding and winding alleys waiting for them. In the end, Shen Lian stopped in front of a small bungalow.

The outer wall of this small courtyard was covered with green ivy, Yan Hui knew that they had arrived.

The door of the small courtyard was not locked, so Shen Lian pushed the door open and went in, calling out "Old Ming".

In the yard, an old man wearing a big straw hat and a towel around his neck turned his head, revealing a face that Yan Hui was familiar with—it was Uncle Ming.

Uncle Ming was squatting on the ground, catching bugs on the vegetables grown in the small courtyard, and there were a lot of spoils in the small pot at hand.

"Xiao Shen, you are here, why did you bring good wine again?" Uncle Ming smiled heartily.

Thinner and darker, but still in good spirits.Seeing Uncle Ming like this, Yan Hui felt a little better.

"What wine do you want to drink? Who do you think is here?" Shen Lian stepped aside, revealing Yan Hui who was standing behind him.

"Fenhui!" Uncle Ming blurted out a familiar and friendly name when he saw Yan Hui.

Yan Hui's already calm mood suddenly became uncontrollable. She took a few steps forward, hugged the familiar old man, and shouted excitedly, "Uncle Ming!"

"Fenhui..." Uncle Ming stroked Yan Hui's back, and his old eyes became moist.

This girl whom he watched growing up was almost the same as his own child, how could he not feel sorry for her.

Shen Lian looked at the two and sighed slightly.

It can only be said that fate loves to play tricks too much.

The two cried for a while before Yan Hui wiped away the tears embarrassingly.

"Uncle Ming, have you always lived here?" Yan Hui looked at the low and ordinary little house and asked guiltily.

Uncle Ming chuckled: "Yeah, I'm very happy to live here and provide for the elderly."

On that face, there was no dissatisfaction with the gap in life at all, and there was only optimism.

"Now I'm alone, it's good to live here, and there are many people around who can play chess with me!"

Uncle Ming's wife and Yan Hui's mother died at the same time due to the same accident, and his son is studying abroad, so now he is indeed living alone.

Yan Hui looked at Uncle Ming and felt even more guilty: "Uncle Ming, I only found out today that you have done so much for my father..."

Uncle Ming patted Yan Hui's hand: "Silly boy, why are you talking about these things? I want to do those things myself, and no one is forcing me!"

Seeing what Yan Hui wanted to say, Uncle Ming gently stopped her: "Hui Hui, your father and I are inseparable, there are some things that don't need to be said too much, but you, tell me how you are doing."

When Yan Hui heard this, she secretly made up her mind: She must manage Yunyue Zhai well, and give Uncle Ming what he has paid a thousand times in return!I must also avenge my father, and I can't let others pay in vain!

Since Uncle Ming took the initiative to ask, Yan Hui told her current situation very frankly.

He told how Yan's father used the evidence of Ling Yue's father's bribery to force him to marry him, how Zhou Man'er and Ji Chuncheng plotted against her, and how they got along with Ling Yue now.

Uncle Ming listened with a kind and distressed expression on his face.

He originally thought that as long as they lived in peace and order in the future, those people would stop, but now it seems that animals are animals without any humanity at all.

He stroked Yan Hui's soft hair, as if she was still the girl who hugged his thigh and asked for a motorcycle model.

"My fennel, I've been wronged."

Yan Hui almost shed tears again.

However, Yan Hui has a strong personality, and today is a rare occasion for her to vent her emotions, holding back her tears, Yan Hui stood up.

"Uncle Ming." Yan Hui said seriously, "I came to see you today, I have something to ask of you."

"I hope you can come out again and manage Yunyuezhai for me!"

After all, Yan Hui bent down and bowed at ninety degrees, she had already made up her mind, if Uncle Ming didn't agree, she wouldn't get up with her waist today!

For a long while, Uncle Ming didn't speak.

Yan Hui's heart pounded, could it be that Uncle Ming is really ready to take care of himself?

"Fenhui, you really have grown up." Uncle Ming sighed, with both distress and relief in his tone.

Immediately, Yan Hui felt a pair of warm hands covering her shoulders, gently supporting her.

"Fenhui, Uncle Ming knows that you have always been a very proud person. It would be worse than death for you to beg for help, but today, you bowed down."

Yan Hui smiled wryly, "Yes, no one can never grow up."

"Fenhui, since Ling Yue has brought back Yunyuezhai for you, then Uncle Ming is willing to go back and manage Yunyuezhai for you."

This sentence was tantamount to fairy music to Yan Hui, she was very pleasantly surprised: "Uncle Ming, to be honest?"

"When did Uncle Ming lie to you? If it wasn't for the fear that you would think that Uncle Ming was too old and useless, Uncle Ming might even recommend himself!"

After hearing this, Yan Hui smiled, this is Uncle Ming, the Uncle Ming who has always been the best to her.

"Uncle Ming, thank you." Yan Hui showed her little daughter's tenderness in a rare way.

"Okay, okay, you've been talking for so long, aren't you hungry?" Shen Lian's voice came from outside, followed by the smell of food.

It turned out that when the two of them were talking, Shen Lian tactfully avoided them, and even made lunch for them by the way.

Uncle Ming and Yan Hui looked at each other and smiled, Uncle Ming said mysteriously, "Come, try Xiao Shen's handicraft."

"The matter of Yun Yuezhai has a lot to do with Xiao Shen this time."