Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Uncle Wei showed her another photo, pointed to it and said, this is the photo of Ah Jun's first art exhibition. By the way, he came to Germany this time to hold an art exhibition, you know?

Su Jiuyao came back to her senses, nodded, yes, I heard.

Uncle Wei said that because of his introverted personality, Master Ajun had never participated in his own art exhibitions before, and only came in person in the last two or three exhibitions.

After Uncle Wei finished speaking, he looked at her: Does Miss Su know why?

Su Jiuyao shook her head blankly.

"For you!"

"What does it have to do with me..." Su Jiuyao wrapped the coat around her body.

Uncle Wei sighed, a little helpless, and said with great emotion: "He wants to change his character, for you."

At this time, Cheng Tao on the side narrowed his eyes and said, "Master, we Jiuyao are already married, you know that?"

"Of course I know, she and Han Ye are guests at home!" Uncle Wei's tone seemed as if Cheng Tao had said something nonsense.

Cheng Tao continued to say half-jokingly: "Then the old man is still digging for your young master? Isn't that a bit unkind?"

Uncle Wei twitched his lips, a little brash, "How can this be called poaching? It's just that my young master is not good at expressing, so I have to speak out for him. Is it wrong to say it?"

Su Jiuyao stroked her forehead, wondering if the cold and shy Young Master Xiao would get out of the hospital bed angrily and gag the butler when he heard his housekeeper promote him like this.

She glanced at the emergency room.

Still in rescue...

Hey, Xiao Jun, you can hurry up and restrain your old housekeeper who has broken his heart for you.

Uncle Wei continued to tell about Xiao Jun's various talents, Su Jiuyao listened absently.

Most of the things Xiao Jun is good at are related to art, such as painting, violin, making ceramics, and even firing glass products.

It seems that as long as he doesn't need to deal with people, he likes things that can be done by himself behind closed doors.

But Su Jiuyao was tired of listening, and was about to interrupt Uncle Wei, but he sighed again and said, my young master is so nice, there must be nothing wrong, after all, he hasn't told you about the past...

Su Jiuyao was stunned for a moment: "What happened back then? What happened?"

"Miss Su, don't you really forget my young master?"

Su Jiuyao looked at Uncle Wei blankly.

"Did I know him before?"

I haven't met before, so what are you talking about forgetting?

Uncle Wei smiled slightly: "My Barton is that big black dog, why is he so close to you? Hasn't Miss Su thought about this problem?"

Su Jiuyao's drowsy head finally became clear after Uncle Wei's words.

Of course she was puzzled, but she didn't figure out why.

And now she also fully understands that Uncle Wei's chatterbox is not easy to open, this is what he wants to say.

He wanted to say something for his young master.

Su Jiuyao said: "I don't remember Barton, nor Xiao Jun. If you know something, or want to say something, please tell me directly."

Uncle Wei squinted for two seconds, then sighed: "Let the young master tell you personally. If he can survive tonight, let him tell you personally. If my young master can't survive..."

He paused and said firmly, "No, he will get through it."

For the next hour or so, Uncle Wei didn't bother Su Jiuyao anymore.

Su Jiuyao carefully recalled her past experience, but still couldn't find any memory related to Xiao Jun.And that enthusiastic dog, Barton, she had no memory of it at all.

At dawn, the door of the rescue room opened...