Mrs. Sheng picked up a beef for Qiao Yan with public chopsticks and told her: "Yan Yan, I have watched your live broadcast program, and it has been recorded very well! If you want to develop in the entertainment industry, come to Sheng's company, so that your own people can be reliable."

During the meal, everyone could hear that the old man wanted to use the resources of the Sheng family to pave the way for Qiao Yan.

Qiao Yan hurriedly declined: "Thank you, but I don't plan to develop in the entertainment industry. It was also a whim to record this variety show."

Mrs. Sheng: "That's fine. You young people all have their own ideas, it's great."

All the dishes were served, the waiter got the menu right, and after confirming that it was correct, he left the box.

This kind of family dinner with a strong privacy generally does not require a waiter to stand next to it.

Sheng Shijue was very gentlemanly and poured a glass of freshly squeezed juice for Mrs. Sheng and Qiao Yan.

Mrs. Sheng suddenly thought of a question: "By the way, Yan Yan, no matter which industry you plan to develop in, you can find Ajue if you need help. By seniority, you are like Zhuo Yanyubai and call him uncle."

Uncle?

A person like Qiao Yan who is not as happy and angry as he can't help but his expression collapses. His bright and black eyes are wide open, his red lips are pursed, and he can't shout those three words at all.

Sheng Shijue also slightly closed his eyebrows, obviously not very recognized this title.

Zhuo Yubai sat opposite, seeing the awkward expressions of the two of them clearly, and covering their mouths and laughing.

"Mrs. Sheng, I appreciate your kindness, but this is not appropriate. Mr. Sheng and I are about the same age, so it seems a bit strange to call him uncle."

Although Qiao Yan had the idea of ​​developing Sheng Xuejue into a long-term client, he did not want to be his niece, who was a fair and short-lived man for his generation.

Sheng Shijue also said: "Well, just get along with friends, you don't need to call me uncle."

It was very funny to hear the two of them objecting together unnaturally.

Zhuo Yubai couldn't hold it in any way. He bent over and covered his mouth tightly, laughing so hard.

There were only the few people at the table, only Mrs. Sheng did not realize the unusual atmosphere between her younger son and Qiao Yan.

After the meal, the alienation between Qiao Yan and Mrs. Sheng gradually faded away.

"Yan Yan, it's so late, why don't you go back to Sheng's house with us directly."

Mrs. Sheng finally saw her friend’s favorite granddaughter and was reluctant to leave her.

Qiao Yan shook his head without hesitation, "I'm not prepared anything. It's not appropriate to go to your house to bother you empty-handed. Besides, I have something to do tomorrow. I'll go to Sheng's house to see you in a few days."

"Okay, you're busy, then wait until you have time. Young people should pay attention to their health when they work hard. Don't destroy their health at a young age like Ajue."

While speaking, Mrs. Sheng glared at her youngest son again.

Body is broken?

Qiao Yan knew that what Mrs. Sheng said had no other meaning, but he still couldn't help looking at him.

Sheng Shijue choked speechlessly and silently left his head.

Qiao Yan curled the corners of his lips and responded to Mrs. Sheng: "Okay, I understand, so do you, so do you, and you should also pay attention to your health."

Mrs. Sheng really treated Qiao Yan as her family, and she did not have any perfunctory or slowness in her words and deeds.

Although she is cold-faced and is not a warm-hearted person, her values ​​and principles are there, and she will not turn a blind eye to others who treat her well.

The driver of the Sheng family sent Mrs. Sheng and the Zhuo family back, while Qiao Yan was sent by Sheng Shijue himself.

Qiao Yan was held by Mrs. Sheng and kept talking nonsense until Sheng Shijue drove over.

He got out of the car, opened the passenger door, curled his thin lips, and said something he still felt very owed: "Mom, what are you doing today? You don't let others eat or go back to sleep. You don't want to be tortured like you."

"Go and go, you will be able to speak if you open your mouth!" Mrs. Sheng cursed with a smile, but her hands also let go.

Qiao Yan took the co-pilot, Sheng Huijue gently pressed the car door back and said to Mrs. Sheng: "I'll take her back first, and you and Cheng Yan Yubai will go back to the old house together."

"Okay, you must send Yan Yan home safely!"

Sheng Shijue got into the car, fastened his seat belt, and replied while starting the car: "Don't worry, I'll watch her enter the house later."

Yuncheng is a romantic and beautiful city. The trees on the street are dressed up to be eye-catching. The small lights of various colors are woven into a dense net, desperately impacting people's vision.

Qiao Yan leaned against the small mat behind his head, facing out the car window, his eyes empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Sheng Shijue controlled the steering wheel with his slender fingers. There were few people and cars on the road, so he drove casually.

He occasionally retracted his eyes at the road conditions, glanced at Qiao Yan, and asked her: "What are you thinking?"

Qiao Yan did not answer, but instead threw back a question: "You are a little different today."

This is as if she had observed him seriously.

Sheng Shijue's eyes flashed with a smile, but he quickly stopped, "How can a person have only one face? Just guard against this and that's it. You have to relax when you are with your family."

Qiao Yan thought: "It seems to be the same."

She did not affirm it because the word "family" was far away and strange to her.

The memories of parents have gradually faded over time, occasionally causing a little wave, but it quickly faded away.

Only the soaked shallows are left, which is evidence of longing.

Apart from parents, only grandma and master can be called family members.

Grandma also passed away a few years ago. Master traveled around the country and never met him for a long time.

It’s a bit ironic to think about it. The world is so big, but her family only has one.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly lowered, and Qiao Yan did not have a sad or disappointed expression on his face, but the coolness emitted from his whole body could be keenly sensed by Sheng Shijue.

Turning right at the intersection ahead, he controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and it happened to be a red light.

He simply parked the car to the side of the road, pulled out of the car with his seat belt.

Qiao Yan looked along his back and walked towards a convenience store.

He came out in a few minutes, carrying a small bag in his hand.

After getting in the car, he handed her the bag directly.

Qiao Yan was puzzled: "Born for me?"

"Or else? There is a third person in this car?"

Seeing that she had not reached out to pick her up for a long time, Sheng Shijue said "tsk" impatiently, "Why are you doing this for such a dissatisfaction? You will continue to buy something that my uncle bought for you, don't be polite."

Qiao Yan felt that Sheng Shijue tonight was really different.

I used to think he was a cold and serious person, with little talk and a tough temper.

But now I found that there is a reason why he can be as young as Xiao Jinhan.

Qiao Yan didn't want to waste time with Sheng Shijue because of this little thing, so he simply took the bag.

I found a cup of hot milk tea, a handful of candies and chocolates inside.

Many girls agree with the saying that eating sweets when you are in a bad mood can cure your mood.

She is not fond of sweetness, so she doesn't know whether this is true or false.

Holding the milk tea in her hand, she simply removed the straw, inserted it into the milk tea cup, and sucked a small mouthful.

Yes, it's quite sweet.
Chapter completed!