Hey! The CEO who just scolded me met someone on a blind date.

Jiang Yi even wondered whether their fate was not over yet, or whether God wanted to kill her and whether she could live in peace for two days.

In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, she even changed her phone number and stopped contacting people she knew before. God still let Jiang Huaizhou appear in front of her. It seems that she must have done a lot of sins in her previous life.

Fortunately, Su Zimu took Nic home early, otherwise, who knows what luck, they might really meet one day.

Feeling uneasy, Jiang Yi still called Su Zimu and told him, "Don't go to France if you don't have anything to do recently, and don't go out too much."

"You're here?" She wasn't paying attention to that at all.

"Yeah, it's been a while." Jiang Yi was led astray by her, and quickly got back on track, "Did you hear me?"

Su Zimu was suspicious because she sounded too serious. "Is France in turmoil? Or is the German fascism restored?"

Jiang Yi was in no mood to joke with her at this moment, so he couldn't help but emphasize his tone, "Anyway, don't go out much recently, it's not peaceful."

"I see. I haven't had time to go anywhere else lately. I took a few days off and the work has piled up."

"Yeah. Go ahead, Pikachu." Jiang Yi hung up the phone and sighed heavily.

Luo Yan, who was standing by, glanced at her, thinking that she was bothered by his aunts and uncles, so he reached out and held her hand, "Don't worry, if you don't want to deal with them, you don't have to deal with them. Don't worry about them."

After understanding what he meant, Jiang Yi leaned towards him, and their hands held tighter.

Ever since Leng Yanshan saw Nic, he insisted on proving to Jiang Cheng how much Nic looked like Jiang Huaizhou when he was a child, and insisted that Jiang Cheng bring out photos of Jiang Huaizhou when he was a child for comparison.

Jiang Cheng also wanted Leng Yanshan to slap him in the face to prove to him that there was no child in the world who could be as good-looking as Jiang Huaizhou was when he was a child.

The two returned to Jiang Cheng's house quarreling. Before they entered the hall, Jiang Huaizhou had already heard the sound of their quarrel and couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his temple.

He doesn't look like a man in his seventies. He has so much energy, he looks just like a young man in his twenties or thirties. On the contrary, he looks like an eighty-year-old old man.

None of the three said hello. Jiang Cheng turned around and went back to his room with an expression of waiting to see. Leng Yanshan sat down on the sofa, sulking and facing the criticism of everyone, while Jiang Huaizhou was reading a newspaper intently.

Leng Yanshan felt uncomfortable and glanced at Jiang Huaizhou, "Xiaozhou, do you think your grandfather has become senile and confused?"

"He is older than you, so please be more considerate of him." Jiang Huaizhou said without even raising his eyelids.

Leng Yanshan felt better immediately. He was younger and respected the elderly and loved the young, which were traditional virtues. He didn't bother with him.

"Xiao Zhou, don't read the newspaper all day. Go out and find some friends to play with. If you don't have any friends, you can play chess with Grandpa Leng." What he actually wanted to say was, which young person still reads newspapers these days? Even he doesn't read newspapers.

"Not interested in."

Leng Yanshan laughed, "I really don't know who is the grandfather and who is the grandson. The old one can't sit still, and the young one won't go out of the front door or the back door."

Jiang Huaizhou turned a page of the newspaper and continued reading, saying in a light tone, "My grandfather was still a big boy."

Leng Yanshan laughed and said, "I don't think he is a young man. He may not have graduated from kindergarten yet." Which young man would regret his move after playing chess?

Jiang Huaizhou just smiled and said nothing.

"What are you talking about me?"

As he was speaking, Jiang Cheng came out, holding a photo album that looked quite old.

Leng Yanshan's eyes narrowed with disdain, "Who said we talked about you? Don't act like we are your fans and we can't have other topics to talk about?"

Jiang Cheng glanced at Jiang Huaizhou, who had an expressionless face, and snorted at Leng Yanshan, "Don't lower my lofty image in my grandson's heart."

"Hey, hey, hey..." Leng Yanshan said sourly, "You talk too much nonsense. Did you find it?"

"Nonsense." Jiang Cheng said and handed the photo album in his hand to him.

Taking the photo album, Leng Yanshan flipped through it. After turning a few pages, he pointed at one of the places and became excited. "Hey, hey, hey, what am I saying? This is exactly the same."

Jiang Cheng looked suspicious, "Are you wearing reading glasses?"

Leng Yanshan snorted disdainfully, opened the photo album and pointed to a photo of himself when he was three or four years old. In the photo, Jiang Huaizhou was holding an ice cream, which made his mouth full of tears. His big eyes were looking straight at the camera, and he was obviously caught off guard by the photo.

"Hehe." Jiang Cheng's eyes were full of love. "This little guy was so cute when he was young. Look at his big eyes, thick eyebrows, and high nose bridge. He was so good-looking."

"Tsk tsk tsk, my Meng Meng is also very cute."

"Your little Meng Meng is pretty, but she's too short."

Leng Yanshan: "You rude old fellow."

"..."

The two quarreled as usual, both praising their grandchildren for being handsome and beautiful. Leng Yanshan couldn't stand it anymore, "Xiaozhou, please persuade this old man..."

When the two looked up, Jiang Huaizhou had already left without them noticing.

Leng Yanshan glared at Jiang Cheng and said, "It's OK if you don't believe me. Anyway, I saw it clearly. That child looks like this, exactly the same."

Jiang Cheng was too lazy to pay attention to him. In his mind, how could there be a child who was as cute as Jiang Huaizhou? It was absolutely impossible.

Jiang Yi and Luo Yan stayed in China for half a month before returning to France.

As soon as she landed, she sent a message to Su Zimu: I'm back from overcoming the tribulation.

Su Zimu: Don’t your aunts and uncles eat your flesh?

Jiang Yi: Even if I don’t die, I will still lose a layer of skin.

Su Zimu made a fist-bumping gesture, expressing his admiration for her.

Su Zimu: Do you want to welcome me?

Jiang Yi: Welcoming you is secondary. I’m bringing you the taste of my hometown, which is guaranteed to make you crave for it.

Su Zimu: It’s a waste of money.

Jiang Yi: Don’t thank me, these are all my mother-in-law’s gifts. I’m just the porter of delicious food.

Su Zimu: It seems that I have found a good husband and my life is worry-free.

Speaking of her husband, Jiang Yi suddenly thought of the incident when Jiang Huaizhou called her, and she began to feel conflicted again. Whether to tell her or not was indeed a difficult question.

Seeing that Jiang Yi hadn't replied for a long time, Su Zimu sent them a message asking them to have a good rest and she would visit her next week.

Seeing Su Zimu's message, Jiang Yi couldn't help but sigh again. Luo Yan came over and hugged her shoulders, asking in a low voice, "My dear wife, what's going on?"

After hesitating for a while, she finally spoke: "Tell me, if one person wants to find another person, but the other person wants to hide from that person, and that other person's friend happens to know his whereabouts, do you think you should tell that person?"

Luo Yan frowned and tilted his head to look at her, then smiled and said, "Are you saying a tongue twister?"

Jiang Yi was speechless. After talking for a long time, no one even understood his meaning.

Luo Yan thought for a while and said seriously: "I think it's best to let nature take its course. God has his own plans. You will always meet the people you are meant to meet, and you will never meet the people you are not meant to meet. What's that saying?"

Jiang Yi blinked and looked at him, "What?"

"If we are destined to meet, we will meet even if we are thousands of miles apart. If we are not destined to meet, it will be hard to hold hands? Is that what they say?"

Jiang Yi was so surprised that he smacked his lips, lifted up Luo Yan's face and gave him a big kiss, "Lao Luo, I think you are really talented. I have a really good eye."