The 99th Divorce

Fortunately, they seem to have little interest in themselves.

Ye Qianxi never said a word, for fear these people noticed themselves.

However, after all, it can't be avoided.

"Xianxi, come and meet someone." Shen Zhixian was speaking.

Ye Qianxi finished the last dumpling, and answered, "It's good."

Feeling anxious, he washed his hands and made sure that he was clean, and his face and hands were not contaminated with flour before going out.

Shen Zhixian sat among a group of old people, looking young and handsome.

Seeing Ye Qianxi coming, Shen Zhixian waved at her and said, "Come here, come and see the elders."

Ye Qianxi was a little embarrassed and glanced at them and said, "Grandpa and grandma, my name is Ye Qianxi."

"It's my girlfriend."

The old people looked at Ye Qianxi with a fixed eye, then turned their heads to look at each other.

Where did the dialect seem to be spoken, but Ye Xiqian's eyes seemed to feel a little relieved.

They didn't seem to be particularly dissatisfied with themselves.

"Come here." Shen Zhixian waved at Ye Qianxi.

Ye Qianxi walked to the side of Shen Zhixian and sat down. Then, Shen Zhixian introduced people and said, "This is Grandpa Wang You."

"Grandpa Wang You is good."

"This is Grandma Oriental."

East?

Ye Qianxi rarely sees the compound name.

Can't help but look at it twice, shouting obediently: "Oriental grandma is good."

"This is Grandpa Nanfeng."

"..."

Recognized one by one, in fact, Ye Qianxi felt that they all looked similar, and no one remembered.

The smile on their faces was rather amiable, but I do n’t know why, Ye Qianxi was stared at him with hair.

At lunchtime, grandpas and grandpas had dinner, and He Ma got up early today to make dumplings.

Ye Qianxi helped entertain the guests. Later, the guests and old lady Shen went to the study room to chat. They didn't send the guests away until more than three in the afternoon.

An old lady with a bun and gray hair, holding Ye Qianxi's hand before leaving, smiled gently: "Good girl."

Ye Qianxi was startled, and failed to understand what this meant.

She smiled, and before waiting for her to say anything, the old lady let go of her hand and left with the old friends.

Ye Qianxi and Shen Zhixian sent off the guests, and after watching them leave, Shen Zhixian looked at her sideways.

Shen Zhixian's eyes seemed to have a strange look. Ye Qianxi felt strangely looked at her, and waved: "Why!"

"Oriental Grandma actually likes you very much." Shen Zhixian looked around Ye Qianxi. "Oriental Grandma has the best relationship with grandma, but she is as difficult as grandma."

"Ah?" Ye Qianxi heard the news, only to feel suddenly, "Is it so strange, then she ... why do you say I am a good girl?"

"I don't know." Shen Zhixian smiled with a happy face, "No matter what, the old people like you, it's a good thing, are you right?"

Ye Qianxi always felt something was wrong and nodded when she heard the words: "That's the reason."

Back inside, Mrs. Shen sat in the living room nibbling on seeds and saw Ye Qianxi coming in and said, "Zhi Xuan, go and cut some fruit."

Shen Zhixian glanced at the old lady and Ye Qianqian again.

"Cici, you come."

Ye Qianxi immediately tightened her body, as if facing an enemy, slowly walked past.