antique masters in modern times

, but Yan You really thought that no one would find out.

Hearing Chang Maoyun's words at the moment, the blush that had just faded involuntarily returned to his face, but he didn't intend to deny it: "Well... Murong Hui and I are indeed together. But, Brother Chang, you misunderstood. The house money that was paid back to him was randomly stuffed here by him."

Looking at Yanyou's magnanimous eyes, Chang Maoyun only felt a throbbing pain in his heart.Before he made it clear, he could still deceive himself, thinking that Yan You had received too much favor from Murong Hui, maybe he felt a little helpless.

But now, facing Yan You's unflinching face, he fully realized that he had missed it forever.

He once had the opportunity to obtain this firm and honest relationship, but he gave it up by himself.From the moment he left the hospital, he was doomed to lose his love forever.

Chang Maoyun stared blankly at Yan You for a moment, then suddenly ran out of the room as if fleeing.

"Brother Chang?"

Yanyou yelled strangely, and just about to catch up, he saw grandma holding mung bean soup outside the door.

Noticing that grandma's expression was extremely calm, Yan You suddenly had a bad feeling: "Grandma...you heard everything?"

Seeing that the normally calm grandson suddenly became embarrassed, the grandma said with some amusement: "It's more than just hearing it, I knew it a long time ago."

"Ah?" Yan You was suddenly dumbfounded.Grandma's thinking is the most traditional, but he has been worried that she won't be able to accept it, so he hasn't confessed for a long time.But he never expected that grandma would have known about it a long time ago.

"The most beloved grandson has someone he likes. How could I not know about such a big event. If you didn't just meet him today, when are you going to keep it a secret?"

Seeing that grandma didn't show any signs of anger, Yan You blinked suspiciously: "You...don't blame me?"

"Blame you for what?"

"Start a family, establish a business, pass on the family line..." This is the most common and persistent thought of most people.

"Liye, you are good enough now; when you start a family, don't you and Xiao Hui live like a young couple? As for carrying on the family—"

Grandma sighed, "Look at your second and third uncles. They ignored us back then. Seeing that you were promising, they posted it up again to take advantage of it, and urged me to ask you for money to subsidize them. Until I Talk to the reporter about the good things they did back then, which made them famous, so they were too scared to come to the door. Ah Yan, you see, your own son may not be filial, why should I force you to do it if you don’t like it? What about it? As long as you are happy, your life will be safe. As for the child, you can inquire about it in the future and raise a well-educated one.”

The enlightened words made Yan You's eyes turn red instantly.Grandma patted her grandson's head, and said lovingly: "Xiao Hui has been calling me Grandma, you see, we have long been a family."

At this time, in Dongxing Building, Murong Hui was cleaning up his father.

In the past three years, Murong Hui has not only provided security for Yanyou's exhibition hall, but has also taken on some jobs outside.The application of high technology and the operation mode learned before have made his business better and better.

Although the money he earned was only a drop in the bucket compared to the profit of the entire Murong family, he still had a sense of accomplishment, and at the same time he had confidence in his heart. He decided to take advantage of his father's visit to Huaxia this time to clear up the matter between himself and Xiaoyan.

After making up his mind, he served his dad with extra graciousness: "Dad, this stir-fried dish was taught to the chef by a friend of mine, and it later became the signature feature of the restaurant. But in terms of taste, my friend cooked it well, How about, why don’t you try his handicraft at home tomorrow? Let me introduce it to you.”

Murong Shu took a look at his son who, although he tried his best to look relaxed, still couldn't help but shake his eyes, and shook his head: "No prospect. Isn't it just to introduce a boyfriend? I'm so nervous."

"...Dad, what did you say?" Murong Hui thought that he must have hallucinations.

"Ever since I saw those magazine videotapes in your room, I know that such a day will come." Speaking of this, Murong Shu showed a faint smile on his tense poker face: "There is a joke that an old man sleeps overnight Not good, just wait for the second boot to be thrown upstairs? I was in the same mood as this old man, but I waited longer than him, and it took six or seven years for your boot to fall to the ground. "

Seeing that his son was still in a daze, Murong Shu pointed to the wine glass impatiently: "There are no rules, just pour the wine!"

"Oh." After being yelled at by his father, Murong Hui came to his senses instead, and quickly served the wine with a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes, while listening to his father's teachings.

"You're lucky. Three years ago, your uncle and his boyfriend spent half a year doing the work of your grandfather and the whole family. Now you bring another boyfriend back, and they will be amazed at most."

Murong Hui felt that his jaw was about to drop: "What?! It turns out that uncle also... who is that person?"

Murong Shu glared at his son again: "Let's talk about you first, accepting doesn't mean unconditional approval. I have to see what kind of person your boyfriend is before deciding whether to accept this son-in-law."

"It must be fine, Dad, you will definitely like Xiaoyan!"

Speaking of this, Murong Hui is absolutely confident.He thought that the most difficult hurdle was passed so easily, and seeing his father's serious face as always, he suddenly felt that his father was so unfathomable, and immediately respected him: "Dad, I offer you a toast. "

Murong Shu drank his son's toast without changing his face, but he thought in his heart, how could this bastard know that after he discovered his orientation, he spent half a year in the library and joined the mutual aid club, and it took him two full years to find out. I accepted it, and I was harassed by homosexuals in the group.Alas, the father is full of heartache and tears for the sake of the child, but he can't complain for the sake of face, he can only knock down his teeth and swallow his blood, and always maintain the majesty of the head of the family.

It's done, Murong Hui is very happy.When I went back to the hotel, I tried my best to introduce various scenic spots to my father: "...the Forbidden City is further ahead, and the jade murals are collected in the museum. Let's go see together after dinner tomorrow. Huh? That car is ..."

A car passed by, and Murong Hui caught sight of Moranlan's silhouette through the car window, with an old man beside him, driving towards the Forbidden City.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing. Dad, let's go back to the hotel to rest first, and then—well, why don't you go home to see Xiaoyan tonight?"

The Mo family's car quickly drove to the square, and after a while, Mo Pingjiang walked into the Forbidden City with the support of his granddaughter.

Mo Lanlan said: "Grandpa, you have been flying back and forth between Sun Never Set and Huaxia in the past few years, and you have become a VIP of the airline company. It is time to relax today and appreciate the treasures here."

More than three years ago, Mo Pingjiang learned that Xiang Wen, whom he had been looking for for many years, might never set in the sun, so he rushed there overnight.But after finding Xiang Wen's apartment, he found that it was empty.

Thinking that Xiang Wen was just going out temporarily, Mo Pingjiang stayed nearby and waited anxiously for his return.But one day, two days... Mo Pingjiang didn't realize something was wrong until a month passed and Xiang Wen was still missing.I asked his friends around, but no one knew where he went.

Did something happen to him?Mo Pingjiang was so distraught that he even reported the case to the police station, but the police did not find any clues.

Mo Pingjiang almost went crazy, but fortunately at this time, a police detective in charge of the art theft told him that the person they were looking for had flown to Huaxia a month ago.

So, he immediately went back to China to look for it, but he still found nothing.

Only then did he realize that Xiang Wen had deliberately hidden his whereabouts, but he didn't know why he did it?

The police detective who provided the clues refused to tell him the reason, so Mo Pingjiang had to keep searching.Year after year, it was all in vain, and there was no news about Xiang Wen.

When I came to Sijiu City again this time, I didn't have any hope at first, I just asked those who asked for help as a routine.But when passing through the urban area, he suddenly remembered that Xiang Wen wanted to go to the Forbidden City to sketch, but was stopped by himself who believed in the rumors of haunting.

Although he is over seventy years old, Mo Pingjiang is still in good health.After walking for a while, he left his granddaughter behind.

Walking through the majestic city gate, passing through the vermilion corridors, and passing the Hall of Supreme Harmony, he looked at the long white jade stairs, and just about to call his granddaughter to help him, when he saw the person walking towards him, he suddenly forgot all the words .

The man also saw him, stopped in his tracks, and looked back deeply.

When they looked at each other, decades of time suddenly disappeared.Through the pale hair, what shines into each other's eyes is still the youthful appearance.

The robbery is over, and the old man is still there.

With trembling lips, he exhausted all his strength and finally called out the name that had not been seen for many years.

"Sir!"

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