You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

Jiang Qiyu still couldn't find out from Qi Guiren how old he was that year.

But pink is also really delicate.

After chatting with Mr. Qiao for a while, the sky was getting dark, and he immediately asked the two of them to stay for dinner.

Naturally, Jiang Qiyu didn't refuse, she also came to have dinner with her.

only......

"Grandpa, this is..."

Seeing the nimble old man Joe push out the wheelchair from the side, sit on it very naturally, and look at them kindly.

A big question mark gradually popped up on Jiang Qiyu's small forehead.

Although this old man has gray hair, he looks strong and strong. Where can he take the wheelchair?

"This,"

With his hands on his back, Qi Yu didn't even have the slightest intention to help push the wheelchair:

"This is his old man's means of transportation."

"hey-hey......"

Mr. Qiao smiled shyly. He felt a little embarrassed after sitting in a wheelchair for several years.

No way, who made the Qiao family's manors in various places occupy a large area, and many road sections cannot be driven.

It is inevitable that the old man will be a little tired when he is always walking on his legs.

Since he was hospitalized with a heart problem a few years ago and took a wheelchair, he has taken a fancy to this comfortable and reliable means of transportation.

It's similar to Jiang Qiyu's mecha chariot, the main thing is convenience.

"..."

Watching the old man flip the switch, he turned his head and smiled at the two of them, and then rode across the winding stone road.

It's still electric.

Jiang Qiyu couldn't help but her eyes lit up.

This thing is good...

Qi Yu was close, so he naturally didn't miss the flash of envy in her eyes, and said lightly:

"like?"

She didn't pretend either, and nodded generously:

"like."

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, pretending to be casual and said:

"what color do you like?"

"green."

After blurting out the answer, Jiang Qiyu turned to look at him again, smiling:

"Why, you want to give me one?"

"I'll just ask casually."

Qi Yu avoided her gaze calmly, and walked straight towards the villa.

Jiang Qiyu squinted her eyes and smiled, and quickly caught up with him, tilting her head and asking:

"Then why do you ask me what color I like?"

"It's just a question, who said that if you ask, you will give it away?"

Qi Yue didn't change his face, but his footsteps followed her three points slower.

"Really?"

"Of course." Without turning his head, he spoke calmly:

"I wanted to give it to you, but after thinking about it, I thought it was fine. After all, love is restraint."

"..."

Jiang Qiyu stopped at the spot and rolled her eyes, then quickened her pace to catch up again, looking at his side face with a strange expression:

"When did you become so restrained?"

Qi Yu couldn't hide the smile on his face, but he still stared straight ahead, imitating her nonsense:

"A mature man's love is all forbearance and restraint, what do you know?"

"People are restraining their feelings, who told you to restrain money?"

"I am more mature and restrained."

"..."

The two bickered as they walked, and wandered back to the villa along the path they came from.

But before he could pass through the corridor, he ran into the two oncoming figures face to face.

"Brother Yu!"

"Wanyu..."

"..."

"..."

have to.

An acquaintance again.

Looking at the boneless chicken feet and 750 in front of him, Jiang Qiyu couldn't help being a little puzzled.

Is it because I didn't read the almanac when I went out today, or did she really have a close relationship with Qi Yu?

Before she could figure out why, the boneless chicken feet lady named Meng Wanyu had already started pouting.

She leaned in front of Qi Yue, and looked at Jiang Qiyu defensively:

"Brother Yu, why is she here?!"

"..."

Jiang Qi didn't speak when she saw the situation, but turned her head to look at Qi Yu with a flat expression.

The man immediately understood, and took the initiative to step back half a step away from the boneless chicken feet to show his innocence:

"She is Sister Hanqiu's younger sister. I didn't know she would come here too."

At this time, He Hao, who was chasing after Meng Wanyu, also said with a somber face:

"Wanyu and I heard that Grandpa Qiao came back from rest in H City, so we came here to take a look."

Although he didn't say it clearly, several people understood the meaning of his words.

We came to see the old man, not just for you, Qi Yu.

But Meng Wanyu didn't think so, she turned her head and glared at He Hao when she heard the words.

Just as he was about to talk to Qi Yu, he remembered what he had said to him in the hospital a few days ago and couldn't help biting his lower lip.

"..."

In the end, he stomped his feet fiercely, and vented his anger on the innocent Jiang Qiyu:

"Today is the family banquet of Qiao's family, why are you here as an outsider to join in the fun?!"

"I'm an outsider?"

Jiang Qiyu glanced at her amusedly when she heard the words:

"Then whose wife are you?"

"I, my sister is the daughter-in-law of the Qiao family, of course I—"

Before Meng Wanyu finished speaking, she nodded immediately, with a dazed look on her face:

"Oh - it turns out that your sister is the daughter-in-law of the Qiao family. Those who didn't know thought you were."

"Jiang Qiyu, you!"

Just when Miss Meng Wanyu was about to lose her temper again, Qi Yu, who had no patience at all, began to speak in displeasure:

"When is it your turn to decide the Qiao family?"

And this Meng Wanyu seemed to be terribly afraid of him, seeing the man's cold face, she immediately restrained her arrogant posture, and her momentum suddenly weakened by eight points:

"Brother Yu, I didn't..."

"You better not."

Glancing at her with a hint of warning in his eyes, Qi Yu did not hesitate to raise his hand and tightly grasped Jiang Qiyu's wrist beside him, pulling her straight to the main reception hall.

When the two passed by Meng Wanyu, Jiang Qiyu, who was unreasonable and unreasonable, sneered beside her, sneering:

"More (↗) brother (↗) brother (?) I (→) no (?) yes (?)"

After finishing speaking, he dragged Qi Yue and walked two steps quickly, without even looking at Meng Wanyu who was almost pouted behind him.

After being led to the banquet hall on the first floor of the villa by the nanny of Qiao's family, Jiang Qiyu saw that Mr. Qiao, who was driving an electric wheelchair, had sat in the main seat happily.

It's just that apart from Meng Hanqiu who had just met and Qiao Xinxin who had changed clothes, there were a few new faces on the table.

Suddenly being looked at curiously by so many pairs of eyes made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Quietly tugging at the hem of Qi Yu's clothes, Jiang Qiyu said in a low voice:

"What's the situation?"

In fact, Qi Yu was a little taken aback as soon as he entered the door. He didn't expect that so many people would come just to have a simple meal with grandpa.

But at this time, the person has already arrived, and it is not easy for him to leave.

He could only squeeze her palm quietly where no one was paying attention as a comfort.

He nodded to the older elders, and then took the initiative to pull away the seat beside Qiao Xinxin for her.

When she was seated, he lowered his voice in her ear and said:

"You just eat."

"..."

With his words, Jiang Qiyu immediately stood up, raised her eyebrows and looked at the man sitting next to her:

"That's what you said."

"Yeah." Qi Yu nodded without changing his face, and took the initiative to set the tableware in front of her:

"I said."