Master Fu Has Spoiled the Little Baby

   Chapter 141 I'm Back

   The old man snorted coldly and turned his eyes away, not angry but arrogant.

   The aunts who were just chewing on the base of their white tongue all kept their mouths shut with interest and did not dare to interject any more.

   Gently standing beside the old man, with a smile on his delicate face, he looks very sensible, and his words and actions are measured, and he has a proper ladylike demeanor.

   It is completely different from the woman who was slapped against Wen Bai at the cocktail party that day.

  Suddenly—

  The two servants walked straight in carrying a light chestnut cypress gift box to each other, grabbing the eyes of all relatives in an instant.

   put the gift box on the coffee table, and several servants withdrew.

   Looking at the cypress wood gift box engraved with exquisite patterns, everyone looked at each other.

   Gently walked away, leaned over and elegantly opened the exquisite gift box, took out a scroll of paintings with his slender jade-like hands, and met the curious and suspicious eyes of everyone.

   The gentle and charming face was full of smiles, and the fingertips were slightly loose, and the landscape painting rolled down in front of the old man with a bang, revealing his face.

   Seeing the splashed ink like a scene, the complacent landscape splashed ink painting at the corners, the old man who was a little angry and cold-faced before, his turbid but dignified eyes couldn't help showing a little moving.

   The pair of blood vessels protruding on the crutches, the wrinkled hands tightened slightly, and for a while he couldn't utter a single word.

"I heard that grandpa likes to study calligraphy and calligraphy. This is a painting of landscape and splashing ink that Rourou obtained after she paid a lot of money to find a great teacher in the capital. The words given on it are also words for grandfather's birthday." The gentle smile is well-behaved and sensible. Proudly proud.

   "Rourou is here to congratulate grandpa on his 80th birthday. I wish grandfather the evergreen pine and cypress, the longevity of rivers and mountains, and the happiness and prosperity!"

   After the words were finished, what sounded indirectly was the thunderous applause of the crowd, and the Wen family couldn't hide their laughter, as if gentleness was their proudest existence.

   Although the old man loves Wen Bai the most, the children at home are not mean and cold-hearted.

  Except for Wen Bai, the other children's love for him is a bowl of water.

   The old man gave a rare kind smile, nodded and said something sensible.

   Immediately afterwards, Wen Wen was about to hand over the landscape and ink painting in her hand to the old man. As long as she successfully won the good impression of the old man, the old man might share more of the property in their home.

   But at this moment, there was a sudden heat movement at the door of the old house, attracting everyone's attention.

   I don't know who whispered: "Is that Wen Bai?"

Although the sound of    was small, everyone in the old house could hear it clearly, especially the Wen family, whose expressions changed almost instantaneously.

   Even the old man Wen, who had been sitting all the time, suddenly stood up with his cane, and his turbid eyes looked at the gate of the old house with anticipation and faint excitement.

   At the meeting point of everyone's eyes, time froze for a moment, and then——

  The little girl was wearing a white pleated skirt and pink shirt, stepping on canvas shoes with black and white, all came.

   followed by four men in black, all carrying a red sandalwood gift box in their hands.

   Facing the various eyes of everyone, Wen Bai walked straight to the old man Wen Kuo and stopped.

  The four men in black walked to the coffee table, and arrogantly pushed away the gentle gift box with the gift box in their hands, and put them down neatly.

   Then leave the old house.

   Looking at the four boxes of red sandalwood, everyone looked at each other.

   "Grandpa, I'm back." The little girl's brows and eyes were rounded, her apricot eyes seemed to be quenched with clarity, and her warm and sweet voice was clear and loud.

  The old man's hand on the crutches tightened and tightened, and he took a few breaths, and the good words in his throat changed: "I still know how to come back! You little bastard!"

   (end of this chapter)