He Buzhou didn't welcome Xiao Jing's arrival, but he couldn't drive people away after they came, especially when they were from the Xiao family."Young Master Xiao, what brought you here?" He Buzhou knew why he came, but he couldn't show it.
Xiao Jing smiled and raised his chin, "Mr. He, won't you invite me in to sit down?"
He Buzhou pursed his lips and turned sideways to give up his position, "Second Young Master Xiao, please."
After saying that, he took the lead and walked in. Xiao Jing walked to the front and looked around as soon as he entered the room.
When he sat down on the sofa, he withdrew his gaze, clasped his fingers and crossed his legs, leaning against the sofa chair with a relaxed and carefree expression.
He said meaningfully: "Mr. He lives alone in such a big house, wouldn't he feel very empty and lonely?"
The corners of He Buzhou's mouth were slightly depressed, and his fingers unconsciously curled up, before he clenched them into fists and then relaxed them.
He said with all his might, "I prefer to be alone."
Xiao Jing raised his eyebrows, "Oh, that's it."
Although I don't like Xiao Jing, I am still a guest after all, and I must not neglect the etiquette that should be done. He Buzhou exchanged a few words with him, then turned around to get some tea leaves to make tea.
In the purple sand tea cup, the clear tea water is flowing with thin ripples, and the steaming mist is surrounded by the fragrance of the tea. The entrance is long and long, making people feel relaxed and happy.
He Buzhou never opened the topic, but Xiao Jing couldn't hold back his anger.
He put down the teacup in his hand and frowned slightly in confusion: "Mr. He, aren't you curious about why I'm here?"
He Buzhou raised his eyelids and said, "If you're not curious, Second Young Master Xiao will always explain your purpose of coming. It's impossible to come to me just to have a sip of tea here."
Xiao Jing was startled by his words, smiled and shook his head: "Mr. He is right."
He took out an invitation from his pocket and said, "An An has been recuperating abroad for the past six months and has only returned to China recently. It happens to be his twenty-fourth birthday the day after tomorrow, so grandpa thought of a birthday party to cheer up and celebrate An An's health. get well."
As he spoke, he stood up and handed over the invitation with particularly sincere hands.
"I hope Mr. He can attend on time."
He Buzhou glanced at the invitation, then raised his eyes to look at him. After a while, he put down the teacup, reached out to take the invitation, and said meaningfully: "I will go."
The Xiao family was just as He Baijin guessed. As soon as the fake Xiao Yian appeared, he immediately began to announce his return in a high-profile manner.
This made him even more suspicious. Xiao Yian had fallen into the sea and drowned more than half a year ago, so why had the Xiao family kept it secret and created a fake Xiao Yian. What happened to Xiao Yian on that cruise ship? How much of his death was related to the Xiao family?
None of these Hebuzhous are known, and we may have to wait until we go to the Xiao family later to find out.
In the room, Xiao Yi'an was very obedient and never left the door. Even if he was curious about what was going on below, he still held back.
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The Wife Picked Up in the Garbage Dump
General FictionAuthor: Changle Ye Weiyang/长乐夜未央 Category: Danmei Novels Status: 66 Chapter (Finished) Introducing: Xiao Yi'an died, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that he had become a bjd doll thrown into the garbage. He was conscious but unable to m...