Gu Xiaoyao listened to the conversation between the two people suspiciously, and opened his mouth in sudden realization. His originally relaxed mood suddenly dropped again. Read the latest chapter of VIP\
"You...are you not Mr. Yan?"
Mr. Yan winked at her, as if acquiescing, and then approached her with a half-smile: "You just said that if you want to cry, you can squeeze out tears immediately. You are not trying to coax me, old man. Come on, teach me."
Teach me the secret." From now on, he will have a better magic weapon to deal with his grandson who doesn't take him seriously at all.
Gu Xiaoyao jumped three feet high and secretly shouted: Oops, this is over.
Then he swished back a few steps and then gave a sly smile: "Haha, I can't do that kind of super difficult acting, really."[
Her words were obviously meant for Mr. Yan, but her eyes fell on Young Master Di.
There was no wave in Young Master Di's eyes, but it made Gu Xiaoyao tremble unexpectedly.
Mr. Yan's eyes turned back and forth between the two of them a few times, and he probably guessed what Gu Xiaoyao was worried about. He took his newly grilled steak and walked away slowly.
Hey, his little Didi is a black-faced Rakshasa. It seems that this little girl is as miserable as him.
When he appeared in front of Gu Xiaoyao again, he had transformed into a solemn old man. He waved to Gu Xiaoyao:
"Girl, come here, come here, stand so far away, I am not a savage beast. If my old man remembers correctly, your name is Gu Xiaoyao. When I saw you back then, you were still a swaddling baby. I didn't expect
She has turned into a beautiful girl in a blink of an eye, and it seems that she cannot accept old age."
"Mr. Yan, you don't look old at all. Really, I never tell lies. What kind of facial cleanser do you use? I'll change to your brand tomorrow and you won't get wrinkles, hehe." Flattering...
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"Haha, you girl is good at talking. Just call me grandpa like Little Emperor. Don't call me Mr. Yan. You look so unfamiliar. I don't like to hear it, old man."
Little Didi?
Pfft——
Gu Xiaoyao couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud. This name sounded weird no matter how strange it sounded. She thought, except for this old fox, I'm afraid no one would dare to call Emperor Yan like that, right?
Sure enough, there was a reserved smile on the corner of Young Master Di's mouth, but there was a dangerous flavor in that smile.
Gu Xiaoyao consciously changed the subject and called Mr. Yan affectionately: "Grandpa." When she called out, she realized something was wrong. It was Young Master Di's grandfather, not her grandfather. She kept yelling something like that.