Bringing the baby back to China, the cold CEO becomes a fishing husband

There were other relatives in the study, all of whom were elders of the same generation as Grandpa Guan. Guan Hong and Zhuang Yuanqing immediately greeted them when they walked in.

One of the elders was Mr. Guan’s cousin, who was also 76 years old this year. He nodded happily in response and said to Mr. Guan,

"Cousin, you have been the most promising one in our generation since childhood. Now your sons, grandsons, and even great-grandsons are so promising," he said, waving at Guan Boran.

"Come here, Grandpa will give you some candy." He put the candy in Guan Boran's hand and said to Grandpa Guan,

"Look at this little great-grandson. He can write calligraphy at such a young age. He is healthy and generous. I just heard him speak English. He speaks as well as he does on TV."

"Cousin, you taught me well. Your descendants are also influenced by your teachings."

Mr. Guan's cousin is also a very presentable person. In front of everyone, he gave Mr. Guan face with just a few words. After all, flattery never wears out.

The others nodded in agreement, and Mr. Guan felt better after hearing this, and the uncomfortable feeling he had just had disappeared without a trace.

Yes, I educated them all. Without my guidance, would they have been so successful? I also educated my third and fourth daughters. One of them is a Chinese teacher in a middle school, and the other learned to paint. She even opened a shop and was a boss and teacher.

Now they have successful careers, happy families, and even grandchildren, and they all live such a good life.

Not to mention that the eldest son retired as the head of the bureau and now has a wide network of contacts. The second son immigrated to the United States and earns dollars. As for the youngest son, his business is also thriving.

Among the three sons he taught, who could say no?

So, how could I be wrong? I have never been wrong. If I am wrong, it is just that others are unlucky. That is fate.

There was no change in Guan's father's expression, but his eyebrows raised slightly, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and his whole aura and momentum returned to being righteous.

He raised his chin slightly, straightened his back a little, and nodded in approval at his cousin's words. Like a victorious rooster, he also nodded to Zhuang Yuanqing and Guan Hong in response.

Guan Hong and Zhuang Yuanqing were just being polite and well-mannered. They came in and greeted the elders, then left again.

But in fact, Guan Hong had some thoughts of her own. She wanted to see what Guan's father's attitude was after so many days. For example, would he ask Yin Yin how she was doing and whether he wanted to meet Yin Yin? But she didn't expect that until the end of the birthday party, Guan's father didn't mention it at all and even ignored her.

Guan Hong could guess that her father was still angry at her for disobeying him and challenging his authority, and he was waiting for her to apologize. But, Guan Hong thought, an apology was impossible.

The birthday banquet was held at noon. After the banquet, Guan Hong and Zhuang Yuanqing said goodbye to everyone and took a bus back to South City regardless of their mother and brothers and sisters’ attempts to persuade them to stay.

On the way back, Guan Hong thought of her father's indifferent attitude and felt a little sad. Zhuang Yuanqing saw it and patted her shoulder to comfort her. Guan Hong shook her head.

"I am fine."

In fact, I should have expected that my father would have this attitude, and I shouldn’t have had any delusional thoughts.

While on the train, Zhuang Yuanqing received a message from his nephew Zhuang Shaoting, saying that he was just about to send someone to the station to take a train, and his arrival time was about the same as theirs, so he would wait for them at the exit and take them home.

The two sides met smoothly and drove for about 30 minutes before stopping outside Guan Hong's villa. Zhuang Shaoting got out of the car to help them take their things out of the trunk.

As if it was agreed, her elder brothers and sisters all gave her some things, and even her mother gave her some things. Some of them were for Zhuang Xu, and more were for her daughter. They didn't prepare any for An An. Guan Hong never mentioned this, and they didn't know An An existed.

"Aunt Guan, Uncle Zhuang."

Guan Hong stood up and looked over, a smile immediately appeared on her face.

"It's Xia Xia, did you just come back?"

"Yes," Xiang Sixia came over enthusiastically as he looked at their large and small bags.

"Aunt Guan, let me help you take it in."

Guan Hong immediately shook her head, waved her hand and said with a smile,

"No, no, thank you Xia Xia, Shao Ting is here." Guan Hong introduced the two people.

Zhuang Shaoting was still carrying several bags in his hands, so he could only nod to Xiang Sixia.

"Hello, my name is Zhuang Shaoting."

"Hello."

Guan Hong seemed to remember something and continued,

"Oh, I remember, Shao Ting is a designer. Xia Xia, I remember your mother said you were a painter."

Xiang Sixia nodded.

"Yes, Aunt Guan, I am an illustrator now."

Zhuang Shaoting took over the conversation.

"Just drawing? Do you do any design or anything?"

Xiang Sixia simply came over, ignoring Guan Hong's attempts to stop her, and helped her carry a bag of things.

“I only draw, but I am considering whether to develop in the direction of design.”

The two walked towards Guan Hong's villa while talking. Zhuang Shaoting opened a design studio and was quite knowledgeable about this field, so he used his own experience to answer some of Xiang Sixia's questions about the design industry.

Zhuang Shaoting was about to leave, and he had specially squeezed out time to pick up his uncle and aunt. He put his things away and said to Xiang Sixia,

"I'm sorry, I have an appointment with a client and I need to leave now. How about we add each other on WeChat? You can ask me anything. Don't be polite."

Since the beginning of the year, Xiang Sixia has been thinking about whether to focus on illustration or switch to design. She often sits at the computer and draws all day, and has some mild tendonitis, not to mention the common problems such as sore eyes and back pain.

After the two added each other on WeChat and chatted a little, they found out that they actually graduated from the same university. Zhuang Shaoting was three years younger than Xiang Sixia, so Zhuang Shaoting called Xiang Sixia "senior sister". Xiang Sixia also thought it was a coincidence. Since they graduated from the same school, the two spoke in a much more friendly and casual manner.

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Since the date was set, everything about the wedding has been going according to plan.

Although Li Yin had fantasized about her wedding since she was a child, when she really started to do something, she found that everything was very troublesome. If she had to do everything herself, from the layout of the hotel venue to the preparation of wedding candies, it would really be too energy-consuming.

So after Li Yin participated for two days, she simply decided to package all of this and hand it over to the wedding company.

Layout? Tell her what you like, Xiang Siyuan will find a designer, send her a few pictures, and Li Yin can choose one.

Wedding candy? The wedding company reported the wedding candy packages. Since Xiang Siyuan hired them, they must be good. Li Yin directly checked one of the packages.