She used to be able to tie dreadlocks and dress up with a very unique personality. She was not even afraid of Jingting in Jiangcheng.
But today I was going to see Mo Fan's grandfather, and she suddenly became nervous and cautious.
After putting on makeup, she walked out of the bedroom. She quietly went downstairs, thinking that her parents shouldn't get up yet, so she planned to leave.
Holding the railing and walking on a cat walk, she just walked past the corner of the stairs when she crashed into her father's deep and calm gaze.
Han Xiangyang stood with his hands in the middle of the living room, and his expression seemed to be waiting for her on purpose.
The girl shrank her chest, stopped, and then stood up straight.
"Where do you go?" asked my father.
The girl turned her head and said with a smile, "Dad, why are you getting up so early?" As she asked, she stepped downstairs, "I have a small fan that landed in the company. I'll take it back to charge it. If I don't charge it, the battery may break down."
But Jiang is still so old, Han Xiangyang can see through his daughter's lies at a glance.
I saw my daughter walking out, and he gave the order, "Stop!"
"..." Han Jiamei's chest suddenly tightened, she stopped obediently, and heard the sound of her father's footsteps from afar.
"Jiamei, where are you going?" Han Xiangyang came to her, his voice much gentler, "Today is your grandfather's 80th birthday. On such an important day, do you also want to date your boyfriend?"
The girl turned her eyes and said, "It's not a date."
"What is that?" the father asked patiently.
Facing her father's sight, she couldn't answer.
Han Xiangyang sighed lightly and said earnestly, "Jiamei, you have grown up, which one should be distinguished. Of course, I also know that as an elder, you should not limit you, but what day is today? I didn't even go to the unit, and my grandfather's 80th birthday cannot be absent."
His father said everything about this, and Han Jiamei was unable to struggle.
At this time, footsteps came from the stairs. Han Jiamei turned her eyes and saw her carefully dressed mother, gentle and dignified.
"Good morning, father and daughter." The mother took the initiative to say hello to them in a good mood.
"Good morning." Han Xiangyang put his admiring eyes on her and praised, "This outfit is really fit, the color is good, and the pattern is exquisite."
"Thank you husband for your praise." The woman smiled, "Jiami, what do you think?"
"It's pretty good." Han Jiamei also smiled.
At this time, Peiying went downstairs, and she came to her daughter and said in surprise, "Jiamei's outfit is very fresh today! In order to attend her grandfather's birthday party, she even changed her dressing style. She really grew up."
As a mother, she looked relieved.
Jiamei felt so distressed that she couldn't say anything, so she could only keep laughing.
It seems that I can't escape today.
"Sir, Madam, Miss, breakfast is ready!" At this time, Sister Mei came out of the restaurant. Because today was a good day, she was in a particularly good mood.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
Han Xiangyang was always very polite to the servants, and the family of three walked towards the restaurant.
Today's breakfast is the same as before, with a variety of variety and so exquisite that it makes people feel very appetizing at a glance.
Peiying had the happiest food.
Han Xiangyang ate breakfast calmly, observing the anxiety hidden in his daughter's heart from time to time.
What exactly is she going to do?
Did you date Mo Fan?
Han Jiamei was absent-minded in this breakfast.
At this time, at the gate of Tianyu Community, Mo Fan's white Maybach was parked there.
I looked up my wrist again and saw that it had exceeded the agreed point, more than half an hour.
Mo Fan was a little suspicious, what was going on? He had overslept? It was also a certain distance from Jiacheng, so he picked up his cell phone and dialed Jiamei's phone.
At this time, Han Jiamei was still in the restaurant and was shocked by the sudden ringing ring! She took out her cell phone and looked at it to show it.
"Continue." Han Xiangyang looked at her and gently spit out a word from his mouth.