The Pillow of the Bad President

In the evening, the sunset glow dyed half of the sky red.

Qin Huainian had a dinner party in the evening, Hao Yan took a taxi to the Zhuang's villa after get off work, she didn't bring Tangtang, and came alone.

She came here just to fulfill her agreement, and not everyone in the Zhuang family welcomed her, especially Mrs. Zhuang, who was the most obvious, so she didn't want to bring her daughter here, and she would suffer cold eyes for no reason.

When the taxi stopped, Hao Yan saw Zhuang Qingze and Lin Yin standing in the yard.

They were both wrapped in heavy coats, obviously waiting for her.

Hao Yan was slightly taken aback.

Especially when she saw Zhuang Qingze, whose nose was a little reddish by the wind, she felt a slight movement in her heart, and couldn't help saying, "You have just been discharged from the hospital, and your resistance has not fully recovered, so don't get cold, you should rest more in the room "

Although the sun has not completely faded, the weather in the north after winter is still very cold.

Zhuang Qing smiled and said, "I'm fine, I just came out with Xiao Yin"

In fact, he couldn't sit still, and he was worried that Hao Yan would suddenly change his mind and not want to come.

Lin Yin understood her husband's mood, and said with a smile, "Let's go in first."

Hao Yan nodded and followed the two of them into the villa.

In winter, the creepers on the walls on both sides of the Zhuangjia's villa have withered, but the servants have taken good care of it, and it still looks very elegant. After entering through the gate, passing through the entrance, there is a huge living room on the right.

Hao Yan was invited to be a guest at the farmer today. She didn't bring any expensive gifts. After struggling for a long time, she only chose a bouquet of flowers.

She didn't want people to misunderstand that she had any illusion of flattery.

Hao Yan came to the appointment just because Zhuang Qing agreed to treat her to dinner on the grounds of being grateful, so that the other party repaid the favor, so as not to burden each other.

In the living room, Mr. Zhuang and Zhuang Qintong were sitting on the sofa.

There was tea and snacks on the coffee table, and when Mr. Zhuang saw her coming in, he smiled kindly and welcomed her very much.

Zhuang Qintong stood up and greeted her gracefully.

Hao Yan nodded lightly as a response.

Mr. Zhuang looked at the two young men and felt that they were full of vitality. He raised his hand and stroked the white beard on his chin, and his smile deepened. And I heard from Xiaoyin that you and Qintong are both excellent fashion designers, and you should get along very well."

Zhuang Qintong nodded with a smile on his face, "Grandpa said yes"

Hao Yan smiled and remained silent.

In addition to the rival in love, there was also the Fashion Week and the just-concluded pitch event. There was no real so-called peaceful coexistence between her and Zhuang Qintong.

After all, it's been more than 20 years, and we don't know each other's existence, and getting along is very awkward and strange.

After sitting down, there seemed to be very few topics to talk about.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhuang took the initiative to order the kitchen to serve dinner, and everyone got up and went to the restaurant together.

Hao Yan is also willing to make a quick decision.

In the dining room, the long dining table was filled with exquisite dishes, and the servants could still be seen busy in the kitchen next to it.

Hao Yan could tell that it was not an ordinary meal, but a grand preparation.

Everyone is seated.

Mr. Zhuang was sitting in the main seat, Zhuang Qingze and Hao Yan were on the left, Lin Yin and Zhuang Qintong were on the right, and there was an empty seat in the middle, which was Mrs. Zhuang's seat.

From the time Hao Yan entered the door, Mrs. Zhuang was nowhere to be seen.

Mrs. Zhuang was at home, even though she knew that there were guests at home, she deliberately did not show up.

Hao Yan didn't care.

At this time, dinner is ready, and everyone is only waiting for Mrs. Zhuang.

Mr. Zhuang had already ordered his servant to go upstairs to call, but he didn't see anyone coming down for a long time. It was obvious that there was someone at home that she didn't want to see.

There was embarrassment in the air.

When Mr. Zhuang frowned and wanted to ask his servant to urge him again, Zhuang Qintong said empathetically, "I'll go up and call my aunt."

Mr. Zhuang nodded and said yes, his brows stretched a little.

Five minutes later, Mrs. Zhuang's figure finally came down from upstairs with Zhuang Qintong's support.

Mrs. Zhuang didn't even look at Hao Yan, she just sat on her seat.

She didn't like Hao Yan's attitude, and she showed it from the beginning, and she was stingy to show any kindness. Although she had a cold face at this time, she didn't say much.

Before Hao Yan came, Mr. Zhuang had personally explained to his wife in advance, asking her to restrain her temper.

When everyone was present, Mr. Zhuang said, "Okay, dinner is ready."

Every dish on the table is exquisite and delicious, and the taste is particularly good, but apart from Mr. Zhuang, and Zhuang Qingze and his wife, the rest of Hao Yan, Mrs. Zhuang and Zhuang Qintong have different ideas.

Especially the last two.

Mr. Zhuang's blood pressure is on the high side, and he hardly drinks alcohol at ordinary times, but today he made an exception and poured a small cup.

He raised his wine glass to Hao Yan, "Yan Zi, I will respect you on behalf of the dealer with this glass of wine."

Mr. Zhuang knew that his son and daughter-in-law called him this way, and unconsciously, the address became more intimate.

He solemnly and earnestly said, "The banker owes you something, thank you for being willing to donate bone marrow to Qing Ze for surgery regardless of past suspicions, you didn't let us white-haired people send black-haired people, and the banker didn't lose support because of this."

If there is something wrong with Zhuang Qing, then the two old people will be hit hard, and the dealer is likely to be devastated because of this.

Mrs. Zhuang didn't think so.

Hao Yan picked up the cup next to her and replaced the water with tea, "Mr. Zhuang, you are too serious."

She touched Mr. Zhuang lightly and accepted his thanks.

After Mr. Zhuang put down his glass, he paused and continued, "Swallow, I hope you can feel the sincerity of the dealer. Apart from the blood relationship, you are also the dealer's benefactor now. I hope that you will be willing to walk with the dealer in the future. I have ordered the servants to reserve a room for you on the second floor with the best lighting and rearrange it."

This shows that the banker took the initiative to show his favor to her and wanted to admit his relatives.

Zhuang Qintong's heart was turbulent.

She lowered her eyes quickly, and her eyes gradually became cold.

From the moment she learned of the relationship between Hao Yan and Zhuang Qingze's father and daughter, Zhuang Qintong knew that this matter was a foregone conclusion, especially after Hao Yan donated her bone marrow, this day would come eventually, the only thing she could do was You can only hold on to the card of Mrs. Zhuang.

Zhuang Qintong didn't say anything, but glanced at Mrs. Zhuang from the corner of his eye.

Sure enough, Mrs. Zhuang's complexion suddenly sank, and she couldn't hold back her seizures anymore, "Just now you said that inviting her to have a meal at home is not enough, and you have to reserve a room for her at home."

Mr. Zhuang looked over displeased, and his eyes warned her that enough is enough, "Didn't you hear what I just said clearly?"

The Pillow of the Bad President