Murong Xue hurried over and said, "Let me introduce you. This is my boyfriend...boyfriend Yang Qing."

"Yang Qing is my grandparents, uncles and aunts."

Yang Qing responded politely one by one, which made everyone smile on their faces.

This kid is not only handsome, but also so polite, which is rare.

Some young people also envy Yang Qing's appearance. If they were themselves, they would have to step on eighteen boats and raise a whole fish pond no matter what they said.

I want to be Aquaman.

Grandpa Murong walked up and looked at Yang Qing carefully, "Yeah, it's not bad, it's a pretty good boy. I heard you know Lao Liu?"

"You said Mr. Liu?"

"Yes, yes, we were comrades-in-arms when we were young, and now this old guy has been reluctant to come back, alas."

When the old man thought about the matter, he was also a little worried. Unexpectedly, after many years, the old man was still working as a security guard in the community. He had more than 1,000 yuan a month. Can he have enough food?

Fortunately, Murong Xue went there not long ago. Not only did she get a lot of money, she also sent a lot of rice and some daily necessities.

"Young man, come in and talk."

Grandpa Murong grabbed Yang Qing's big hand tightly and walked into the living room tremblingly.

Murong Xue blinked her big eyes at Yang Qing and signaled not to reveal her feelings. Grandpa is already very old, so if he says it is revealed, it will be over.

After sitting on the sofa, Grandpa Murong whispered: "Little guy, what kind of work does your family do? I think your clothes should not be cheap either. They were also a company before?"

Others also cast doubtful eyes, wanting to hear what Yang Qing is doing at home.

In their eyes, being a good match is the most important thing, because once something happens to the company, you must help you as soon as possible.

Yang Qing was about to say it, but was interrupted by Murong Bo on the side.

"Xiaoqing's family is in real estate, which is similar to our company. My father's friend who has been around for more than ten years, often drinks and eats one by one."

Hearing this, everyone's tense faces finally relaxed. Such a handsome boy has a very good family background, which is what all the little girls look like.

Grandpa Murong nodded, "So that's it, little guy, I heard you are the author of the online literature. I don't know much about the Internet, so I don't understand, is this industry very profitable?"

Murong Bo's younger brother Murong Hai smiled, "Dad, you don't know about this. Some people are so popular about writing books. It is possible to make tens of millions in a month. Therefore, the most profitable online person at present is the only online writers, except for Internet celebrities to sell goods."

Hearing this, Grandpa Murong nodded, "So that's it. No wonder he did this at a young age. He is a good little guy. I'll feel at ease with Xue'er in your hands."

"It just so happens that you will come here as well when I celebrate my birthday in three days."

Hearing this, Yang Qing hurriedly looked at Murong Xue. He had already said that this was the last time. If he was helping her, what would Aka Yu Xuena think of her in the future?

Murong Xue was also a little panicked, and then made up a reason, "Grandpa, it's Sunday in three days, and Yang Qing is going home, so he can't come."

Hearing this, Grandpa Murong frowned, "Go home? Isn't it still here to stay? Isn't it good to have you here? Then there's nothing big about you."

Yang Qing nodded slightly. He still had to agree in front of the old man. Then he would say that if there was something wrong temporarily, wouldn’t it be fine?

I'm so smart.

"Butler Wang, go and inform the kitchen to make some dishes. Today I will have a few drinks with the little guy."

"I can't drink, I can't drink it, I'll get drunk if I drop it."

Grandpa Murong glanced at Yang Qing: "No boy doesn't drink alcohol. Don't worry, you will live here if you drink too much. There are many rooms in your house. If you are not used to it, you will live in Xiaoxue's room. Anyway, you are also boyfriend and girlfriend, so there is nothing to live together."

"Puchi."

Murong Xue, who was drinking water, sprayed all the water out in one sip. What happened to her grandfather today? She actually said such words.

Murong Bo gently patted Yang Qing on the shoulder and signaled that it was okay. With himself, he would guarantee that you would go home safely.

Yang Qing had no choice but to nod, hoping that he could leave early, and Xue Nai was still waiting for him at home.

…………………

At five o'clock in the afternoon.

There were more than ten dishes on the dining table. The old man even took out the Maotai that he had treasured for a long time and personally gave Yang Qing a cup. Yang Qing was about to give it to him, but was stopped.

Because the older generation has never poured wine for their children, Yang Qing also wanted to pay it back, but was rejected.

The old man whispered: "Little guy, Xiaoxue will be handed over to you next. She was very miserable when she was a child, and her mother passed away at a young age. I, a grandfather, owe her too much. Today, when I see you two together, my heart can finally fall."

"Uh-huh."

Yang Qing nodded in agreement.

"Come on, drink."

Yang Qing smelled the smell and became stuffy in one mouthful. Suddenly, a burning feeling came from his throat, and he suddenly felt a heart-burning lungs.

You don't have to think about it and know that the wine has a lot of flavor.

The old man also showed a strange expression on his face, "It's quite energetic, come and try it."

Murong Xue sat beside Yang Qing, lowered her voice, "Drink less."

"I know."

Grandpa also heard it now, "Xiaoqing has a good alcohol tolerance. You are too pretending to be fake. Drink boldly, sleep when you are sleepy, and eat vegetables."

"Um."

……………………

After three rounds of wine.

Yang Qing was also a little confused, and Murong Bo's face turned red when he drank. He hugged Yang Qing's shoulders tightly and kept gestured with his hands.

"Brother, I didn't brag about you. I drank more than a dozen glasses of white wine by myself. At that time, I was young and had nothing to do."

Yang Qing whispered: "Haha, you're right, where's the old man?"

Murong Bo turned his head and looked at the old man who was already asleep on the table, curled his lips and said, "Old, the old man is asleep, let's continue drinking."

Yang Qing took a look at the time and it was nine o'clock in the evening, so he couldn't drink it anymore.

"Uncle, forget it this time. Next time, it's getting late. I still have something to do and I'm going back."

Murong Bo said, "What is the name uncle? Big brother. You call Xiaoxue's Grandpa Liu, so you are of the same generation as me, and you will call Big brother from now on, do you know?"

"This is not good."

Yang Qing looked at Murong Xue who was sitting on the sofa and looked at him with cold eyes.
Chapter completed!