Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

In the private room of the hotel, Assistant Liu looked at Mr. Quan who was toasting and chatting at the dinner table with some worry on his face.

He had never drank when discussing business before. Firstly, he didn't like it, and secondly, he felt that since it was business, there should be no need for extraneous matters that were mutually beneficial.

I made an exception to drink today, but it wasn't because I was talking about business.

The business has been negotiated for a long time, and there is no need to even talk about it. It is just an investment.

Mr. Quan was a friend from that time, and his younger generation encountered difficulties in business, so he asked the third master to help him.

For Mr. San, it’s a drop in the bucket.

We met today just to have a meal together and get to know each other.

Obviously the other two bosses were also very flattered. Not everyone could drink the wine of the third master of the Quan family.

Quan Yu's mind was empty, he just raised his glass in response and drank it down in one gulp when others raised their glasses to him.

Putting down the wine glass, he rubbed the wrench on his thumb.

Assistant Liu glanced at the time and couldn't help but stepped forward to remind: "Mr. Quan, it's getting late."

Hearing this, Quan Yu stood up from his seat, raised his glass and said, "I'll leave first, you can do whatever you want."

He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp and turned around to leave.

His face looked as usual, and he didn't appear to be drunk at all.

The two people on the back seat breathed a sigh of relief after he left. They had been on tenterhooks just now.

One person said: "I thought the third master didn't drink because he didn't know how to drink."

"Who would have thought he could drink so well."

When he went downstairs, Quan Yu glanced at the place where Cui Sanning was sitting just now. He had already left.

In the car, Assistant Liu looked in the rearview mirror at Quan Yu, who was concentrating with his eyes closed, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Quan, are you okay?"

Quan Yu closed his eyes: "You're awake."

Just a little red wine. When I was in the army, I always drank white wine, so I never got drunk.

Assistant Liu didn't say anything else. In fact, he wanted to say...

He saw that Miss Cui had no idea about the young master of the Chi family.

On the contrary, the right to power is always very different.

But I thought about it but didn't say it out loud, just in case I saw it wrong.

Back at the villa, Jiang Xiannan was sitting on the sofa watching TV with a lollipop in his mouth.

Seeing Quan Yu come in, she quickly took the lollipop out of her mouth and said hello in surprise: "Uncle, you are back."

Quan Yu responded.

Jiang Xiannan took two sharp breaths and said in surprise: "Have you been drinking?"

"Well, it's a business matter."

As he prepared to go upstairs, he did not forget to tell Jiang Xiannan: "Don't wait until it's too late. Go to bed early."

After saying that, he went directly upstairs.

Jiang Xiannan shook the lollipop in his hand, turned to look at Assistant Liu who was about to leave, and said thoughtfully: "What kind of big shot? Let my uncle drink with him."

Assistant Liu spread his hands and had no comment.

What big shot? Maybe it will be your future aunt.

Quan Yu walked into the bedroom, took off his suit jacket and threw it on the bed. He stood silently in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and raised his hand to loosen his tie.

Even though he knew it was nothing, he was still anxious.

I originally planned to take my time, but now I'm afraid of what might happen.

After all, how many people like such a good girl.

That sound almost killed Brother Suizhou.

He suddenly remembered that in Munich six years ago, when she was unconscious, she recognized him as Mu Bai, and called her brother twice, like a weak cat.

He thought he had forgotten it a long time ago, but when he suddenly recalled it, it was extremely clear.

It turned out that he remembered everything about her.

Recalling all this with his current thoughts about her, the original ordinary life was filled with pathos, which made his heart tremble.

Reflecting on my words and deeds at that time, love surges into the present and future, and also pours back into the past.

His eyes looked at the night outside the window, which was deep and dark.

Sangsang, I'm a little anxious, don't hide.

Early the next morning, Quan Yu took Jiang Xiannan to his old house.

As soon as Jiang Xiannan got out of the car, he ran inside like he was having fun, shouting: "Grandpa, grandma, your precious granddaughter is here!"

Quan Yu followed in slowly.

The two old men had heard Jiang Xiannan's voice a long time ago, and when they saw her coming in, they happily came forward to hug her.

Quan Yu took off his coat and put it on the sofa: "Dad, Mom."

Mr. Quan glanced at him: "I asked you to bring Nannan over for dinner, as if I was begging you."

Jiang Xiannan stood by to help: "That's right."

Holding my grandma’s arm, she complained: “Grandpa, he won’t let me watch TV, and he confiscated snacks from me!”

Quan Yu looked at her calmly: "Aren't you planning to go back?"

Without waiting for Jiang Xiannan to answer, Quan Yu thought to himself and said, "It's okay to live here, I won't keep you here."

"I'll ask Liu Rui to deliver your things tonight."

Jiang Xiannan immediately admitted his mistake: "Uncle, I was wrong!"

Looking at the second elder: "I said nonsense. I am guilty. I arranged it for my elders."

It was just a living treasure that made everyone laugh.

Jiang Xiannan and Quan's mother went to watch TV. Quan Yu and Mr. Quan entered the study together.

Quan Yu stood in the study room, looking at the collections his father had collected over the years, as well as his own paintings.

Mr. Quan made a cup of tea, sat on a chair and drank it slowly: "Where is the painting you promised to give me?"

Quan Yu didn't even bother to reply: "It's almost time. Why are you urging me?"

Mr. Quan was anxious: "Why do you mean I'm urging you! It's obviously you..."

Quan Yu's left ear went in and the right ear went out, his eyes fell on a painting in front of him, and he suddenly said: "Dad."

"Huh?" Mr. Quan, who was suddenly interrupted, was frightened.

"what happened?"

Quan Yu looked at the painting and asked, "Is this your new painting?"

Mr. Quan glanced at the painting on the wall and said, "Well, a few days ago I saw that the osmanthus flowers in the yard were in bloom, so I painted one."

Quan Yu raised the corners of his mouth: "Give me this one."

Mr. Quan was originally drinking tea, but he choked at his words.

After a while, he mocked, "Aren't you accustomed to not being able to look at my paintings?"

"What do you mean today?"

Quan Yuqi calmed down and said, "The painting I plan to give you is called "Moonlight Night Wild Forest Picture""

Looking back at his father: "Now, we are considering it."

Mr. Quan put down the tea cup: "Hey! You bastard!"

Then he turned away from him and waved his hand as if accepting his fate: "Take it, take it!"

"The sun is really coming out in the west, it's so weird!"

Out of sight is pure.

After dinner, on the way back.

Jiang Xiannan looked at the scroll in his uncle's hand and asked, "Why are you so angry with grandpa? He kept his face grim during the meal."

"You look like you're carrying a knife."

Quan Yu recalled the way his father blew his beard and stared, shaking his head in amusement.

"Don't be angry with him. As you get older, it's easier to be angry with yourself."

Jiang Xiannan sighed, "Who are you kidding?" The only person who can make grandpa angry is my uncle.

Quan Yu's eyes fell on the scroll in his hand.

Don't be angry. He exchanged a "Moonlight Night Forest Picture" for a painting of his, so he made a profit no matter what.

After all, in normal times, he wouldn't even want to give it to him. But Sangsang likes it.

I saw him looking at the thing in his hand with a happy expression.

Jiang Xiannan asked curiously: "What is this?"

"Isn't it grandpa's collection?"

Quan Yu didn't answer. He didn't really want to admit that he asked for a copy of the old man's painting, because he usually didn't like to see him. He admitted that it was inappropriate for Jiang Xiannan to laugh at him.

In his mind was the old man's proud expression just now.

Seeing that he did not deny it, Jiang Xiannan became more and more sure of his guess and gave Quan Yu a thumbs up: "Uncle, you are so filial."

"Grandpa is already old, and you still fight against him."