Chapter 42 The He family looks down on the Dai family
After the meal, Dai Hengxin took good care of Mr. He, and He Liangcong also took good care of Xiao Yingchun.
Mr. He saw this and sighed in his heart: Who would have thought of it!
The bastard who was enjoying himself outside actually fell in love with a girl with such a hot temper!
Look at this girl who still has no interest in her grandson.
Is this considered one thing reducing another thing?
If you can make your bastard grandson take the right path, it would be nice to have a louder temper. He can control men!
Mr. He was thinking about the feasibility of the matter in his mind, and smiled kindly: "Miss Xiao, come to He's house to play when you have time!"
Xiao Yingchun didn't notice Dai Hengxin's shocked expression when he heard this. He thought it was just an ordinary invitation, so he nodded and agreed.
"Okay, thank you Grandpa He for taking care of me! I will go when I have time."
Mr. He looked at Dai Hengxin again: "You and Xiao Cong are coming too..."
Dai Hengxin hurriedly agreed, but in his heart he felt disappointed that "I was just passing by."
After sending away He Liangcong's grandparents and asking the security company responsible for security to return the things to the warehouse where they were previously stored, Dai Hengxin took Xiao Yingchun home.
On the way home, Dai Hengxin sighed in his heart: "Yingchun, you know, the old man of the He family usually doesn't invite people to play with the He family."
"Huh?" Of course Xiao Yingchun didn't know, but she was willing to listen to the explanation.
Dai Hengxin explained.
It turns out that Mr. He was involved in politics in his early years, and because his ancestors were very rich, he didn't need to be like some unscrupulous officials. He was very tough-minded and didn't usually greet others.
This old man makes friends purely based on his personal preferences and mood.
People say outside that being able to have a meal with Mr. He is nothing; being able to get his recognition and invitation to play at the He family is very rare.
"The He family has an ancestral home. Have you seen "The Qiao Family Courtyard"? The He family's ancestral home is not much smaller than the Qiao Family Courtyard."
"It has carved beams and painted edifices, rockeries and flowing water. It is truly a big house that has been passed down for generations. After Mr. He retired, he lived over there in his ancestral home."
"His invitation is to invite you to the ancestral home."
As he spoke, Dai Hengxin's tone was full of envy.
Xiao Yingchun became curious: "Have you been there?"
Dai Hengxin nodded, but his tone was full of regret: "It was Mr. He's sixtieth birthday. He happened to have retired, so he held a birthday banquet at his ancestral home."
"Those of us went over to celebrate birthdays."
To put it bluntly, I was not invited on purpose.
Xiao Yingchun became serious: "According to what you say, do we really want to go?"
Dai Hengxin looked at Xiao Yingchun in surprise: "What? You just agreed perfunctorily?"
Xiao Yingchun was even more surprised: "What else?"
I meet so many people in the workplace in a year, and many of them just ask: "Can I treat you to dinner next time?"
Whoever takes this seriously is a fool.
Xiao Yingchun naturally thought that it would be the same this time, but now according to Dai Hengxin's intention, it was different? !
Dai Hengxin lost his temper completely. After thinking about it, he seemed to be excusing Xiao Yingchun, and also seemed to be persuading himself: "You don't know the situation of the He family, so it's normal to think like this..."
"Yeah." Xiao Yingchun responded softly.
After saying this, Dai Hengxin didn't know what to say for a while, and the car became quiet.
Mao's hard-earned "Give You, Give Me" flowed from the speakers.
Give me your smiling mouth and eyes
Give me your brilliant early spring and late autumn
Give me your raw innocence and freedom
Give me your most precious everything
…
Dai Hengxin listened in unknowingly, and there was a familiar swelling in his heart. He knew very clearly: he was tempted. When he thought of this, his breathing became slow and rapid, his palms felt hot, and he actually started to sweat.
"Yingchun, the message I sent you is serious."
"I...I like you..."
"Can you be my girlfriend?"
Dai Hengxin mustered up the courage to finally say this in person.
But after waiting for a moment, Xiao Yingchun did not respond.
Dai Hengxin turned around to look, only to find that Xiao Yingchun had fallen asleep!
Dai Hengxin: “…”
While he was disappointed, he quietly grabbed Xiao Yingchun's hand while waiting for the traffic light.
Xiao Yingchun was unaware, her hands were white and slender, as soft as boneless, warm and smooth in her hands...
"Beep beep beep!" The urging horn sounded from behind, and Dai Hengxin threw away Xiao Yingchun's hand as if he had just woken up from a dream, stepped on the accelerator, and sped out.
Dai Hengxin realized that his face was burning: his behavior just now was not a gentleman at all, it was a petty person!
Even a little perverted?
This self-awareness made Dai Hengxin despise himself in his heart, and made up his mind: next time he holds hands, at least wait until she is sober.
When the car stopped at the next traffic light, Xiao Yingchun woke up in a daze: "Huh? Are we here?"
Dai Hengxin hurriedly replied: "It's not here yet, you can sleep a little longer."
Xiao Yingchun fell asleep again.
It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when Xiao Yingchun was sent back to the canteen. As soon as Dai Hengxin drove his car to the pawn shop, he found his mother's car parked at the door.
Why is she here?
Dai Hengxin locked the car and entered the pawn shop, and met his mother Zhao Chengfeng's sharp eyes: "What did you do?"
Dai Hengxin was startled: "I'm going to invite Mr. He to dinner." But he looked at Xiaomei.
Xiaomei lowered her head guiltily.
Zhao Chengfeng's tone softened slightly: "You invite Mr. He to dinner, who else is there?"
"It's our three partners and Mr. He."
"That Xiao Yingchun is the daughter of a canteen owner in a village in the city. Why are you taking her with you? If you want to take her with you, take your sister too?"
Zhao Chengfeng hated the fact that iron cannot become steel.
Dai Hengxin's tone became colder: "Should I take my sister there? And then tell Mr. He that those things belong to my sister?"
Zhao Chengfeng: "...I didn't ask you to say that either."
"Mr. He wants to ask Xiao Yingchun some questions about these things. If she doesn't go, why should I take my sister there? Can I explain it clearly or can my sister explain it clearly?"
Zhao Chengfeng looked sideways at his biological son: "Let me tell you, you have ten sentences waiting for me. Is this how you talk to your mother?"
Dai Hengxin didn't know what he thought of, so he softened his tone and said, "Mom, what you said about the He family's affairs doesn't count, so why are you racking your brains over it?"
"Let's see if there is anything suitable and introduce someone to my sister as soon as possible! I'm delaying my sister by turning back."
"You have a good relationship with Mr. He, don't you know how to help me?"
Dai Hengxin laughed angrily: "Mom, you have to be reasonable. It's not like my sister and He Shao don't know each other. How can I help?"
"Master He has played with so many girls, but he has never had any ambiguity with his sister, and he has never avoided her. Why do you think this is?"
Zhao Chengfeng was choked by Dai Hengxin's words and was speechless: "That's because he hasn't grown up yet!"
"Why hasn't he grown up? He's already twenty-six years old, okay? Those girls have had so many abortions!"
"That's because neither he nor the He family likes his sister, and they have no intention of letting her enter the He family!"
(End of chapter)