Chapter 42 The He family looks down on the Dai family.
After the meal, Dai Hengxin took good care of Mr. He, and He Liangcong also took good care of Xiao Yingchun.
Mr. He saw it all and sighed in his heart: Who would have thought!
That bastard who was having so much fun playing outside would actually be interested in a girl with such a hot temper!
And it seems that this girl has no interest in her grandson.
Is this a case of one thing conquering another?
If it can make his bastard grandson walk on the right path, it's good to have a bigger temper, so that he can control men!
Mr. He calculated the feasibility of the matter in his mind, and smiled kindly: "Miss Xiao, come to the He family when you have time!"
Xiao Yingchun didn't notice Dai Hengxin's shocked expression when he heard this, and thought it was just an ordinary invitation. He nodded and agreed.
"Okay, thank you Grandpa He for your concern! I will go when I have time."
Grandpa He looked at Dai Hengxin again: "You and Xiao Cong can come too..."
Dai Hengxin hurriedly agreed, but he skipped the disappointment of "I'm just coming by the way" in his heart.
After seeing off He Liangcong and his grandson, and asking the security company responsible for security to put the things back to the warehouse where they were previously stored, Dai Hengxin took Xiao Yingchun home.
On the way home, Dai Hengxin sighed in his heart: "Yingchun, do you know that the old man of the He family usually doesn't invite people to the He family to play."
"Huh?" Xiao Yingchun certainly didn't know, but she was willing to listen to the explanation.
Dai Hengxin explained.
It turned out that Grandpa He was in politics in his early years, and his ancestors were very rich. He didn't need to take bribes like some unscrupulous officials. He was very strong and usually didn't greet people.
This old man made friends purely based on his personal preferences and mood.
People say that having a meal with Mr. He is nothing; earning his approval and an invitation to visit the He family home is rare.
"The He family has an ancestral home. Have you seen 'Qiao Family Compound'? The He family's ancestral home is not much smaller than the Qiao family compound."
"With its carved beams and painted rafters, rockery and flowing water, it's a truly grand house that has been passed down for generations. After Mr. He retired, he lived there."
"His invitation was to you,"
Dai Hengxin said, his tone full of envy.
Xiao Yingchun became curious: "Have you been there?"
Dai Hengxin nodded, but his tone was not without regret: "It was Mr. He's sixtieth birthday. He happened to have retired, so he held a birthday party at the ancestral home."
"We went there to celebrate his birthday."
To be frank, he wasn't a special invite.
Xiao Yingchun became serious: "According to you, we really have to go?"
Dai Hengxin looked at Xiao Yingchun in surprise: "Why? You just agreed perfunctorily?"
Xiao Yingchun was even more surprised: "What else?"
He met so many people in the workplace in a year, and many of them would just say: "I'll treat you to dinner next time?"
Anyone who takes such words seriously is a fool.
Xiao Yingchun naturally thought that this time would be the same, but now according to Dai Hengxin's words, it is different? !
Dai Hengxin was completely out of temper. After thinking about it, he seemed to be making excuses for Xiao Yingchun, and seemed to be persuading himself: "You don't know the situation of the He family, it's normal to think so..."
"Yeah." Xiao Yingchun responded casually.
After saying this, Dai Hengxin didn't know what to say for a while, and the car fell silent.
Mao Buyi's "Give You and Give Me" was flowing from the speakers.
Give me your smiling mouth and eyes,
give me your brilliant early spring and late autumn,
give me your unpolished innocence and freedom,
give me your most precious all
...
Dai Hengxin listened to it unconsciously, and a familiar swelling seemed to be surging in his heart. He knew very clearly: he was moved. When he thought of this, his breathing slowed down and became rapid, his palms became hot, and he even began to sweat.
"Yingchun, I am serious about the message I sent you."
"I... I like you..."
"Will you be my girlfriend?"
Dai Hengxin mustered up the courage to finally say this to her face.
But after waiting for a while, Xiao Yingchun did not respond.
Dai Hengxin turned his head to see, only to find that Xiao Yingchun had actually fallen asleep!
Dai Hengxin: "..."
Disappointed, while waiting for the traffic light, he quietly pulled Xiao Yingchun's hand.
Xiao Yingchun was unaware, her hands were white and slender, soft as if they had no bones, warm and smooth in her hands...
"Beep beep beep!" The horn urging from behind sounded, and Dai Hengxin woke up as if from a dream, let go of Xiao Yingchun's hand, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed out in his Mercedes-Benz.
Dai Hengxin's face flushed with hindsight: his behavior just now was not gentlemanly at all, it was mean!
Even a little perverted?
This self-awareness made Dai Hengxin despise himself in his heart, and he made up his mind: the next time he holds hands, he must at least wait until she is awake.
When the car stopped at the next traffic light, Xiao Yingchun woke up in a daze: "Huh? Are we there?"
Dai Hengxin hurriedly replied: "Not yet, you sleep a little longer."
Xiao Yingchun fell asleep again.
After sending Xiao Yingchun back to the convenience store, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. Dai Hengxin drove to the pawnshop and found his mother's car parked at the door.
Why did she come?
Dai Hengxin locked the car and entered the pawnshop, just in time to meet the sharp eyes of his biological mother Zhao Chengfeng: "Where have you been?"
Dai Hengxin was stunned: "I went to treat Mr. He to dinner." But his eyes looked at Xiaomei.
Xiaomei lowered her head guiltily.
Zhao Chengfeng's tone softened slightly: "You are inviting Mr. He to dinner, who else is there?"
"Just the three of us partners and Mr. He."
"That Xiao Yingchun is just the daughter of a commissary owner in the urban village. What are you taking her with you? If you want to take someone, why not bring your sister with you?"
Zhao Chengfeng looked disappointed.
Dai Hengxin's tone turned cold: "I take my sister with me? And then tell Mr. He that those things belong to my sister?"
Zhao Chengfeng: "...I didn't ask you to say that."
"Mr. He has questions about these things that he wants to ask Xiao Yingchun. She won't go, so why should I take my sister with me? Can I explain it clearly or can my sister explain it clearly?"
Zhao Chengfeng squinted at his own son: "I say one sentence, and you have ten sentences waiting for me. Is this how you talk to your mother?"
Dai Hengxin didn't know what he thought of, and his tone softened: "Mom, your words don't count when it comes to the He family's affairs. Why bother racking your brains for it?"
"You should see if there is anyone suitable and introduce a partner to your sister as soon as possible! You'll delay her later."
"You have a good relationship with Mr. He, don't you know how to help?"
Dai Hengxin laughed out of anger: "Mom, you have to be reasonable. My sister knows Mr. He. How can I help?"
"Young Master He has played with so many girls, but he's never been ambiguous with my younger sister, and he's never been shy about talking to her. Why do you think that is?"
Zhao Chengfeng was choked by Dai Hengxin's words and was speechless: "It's because he hasn't grown up yet!"
"What do you mean he hasn't grown up yet? He's already 26 years old, isn't that okay? I don't know how many abortions those girls have had!"
"That's because neither he nor the He family is interested in my younger sister. They have no intention of marrying her into the He family!"
(End of this chapter)