My Third Gentleman

Chapter 62 The current position (2)

Wushuang saw his gentle smile from a distance, and talked to Xia Jinrong intimately. In his memory, he was not an active person, and he was not enthusiastic. However, he must be very good at treating his girlfriend's family to do this. Love this woman.

Xia Ziwei greeted him as soon as Tang Mubai entered the door. With her brisk pace, the peacock blue dress was like a happy peacock alive. The picture was so beautiful.

Xia Jingshan saw Wushuang's look a little lost, and said, "Don't envy Shuangshuang, Grandpa will introduce you to a better one."

Wushuang came back to his senses and said softly to Xia Jingshan, "No need for Grandpa, my current career is important. I don't think about marriage before the age of 30. Let's talk about it in a few years later."

"That's not okay. Let's talk about it now. It's just right to talk about two or three years of marriage and childbirth. Any girl who started dating at the age of 30 will become an old girl." Xia Jingshan became anxious when she heard that her granddaughter was on her own Grow up under your nose, but you can't grow up to be an old aunt.

Wushuang stopped the movement in his hand, sat down on the edge of Xia Jing Mountain, and said seriously, "Grandpa, can I let this matter by myself?"

"That won't work, you can make other things yourself, but this matter doesn't work, you have to listen to your grandpa." Xia Jingshan is a rare person who has a black face to Wushuang. She has been so good since she was a child, and no elder is willing to be so good. The child has a black face.

When Wushuang heard Xia Jingshan's tone, she knew that there was no room for discussion. She didn't want to contradict him. When introducing someone, she should meet with him, and she said that it was inappropriate.

"Grandpa, what do you have to listen to you?"

As she spoke, Xia Ziwei smiled and walked over with Tang Mubai's hand. She looked like a talented woman and looked like a pair of people.

Tang Mubai's calm and graceful smile froze the moment he looked up and saw Jing Wushuang, and soon dissipated. He politely greeted Xia Jingshan, and greeted Wushuang with a smile like an old friend, "Wushuang, we again Met."

Wushuang was tossed by this pair of men and women.

The woman said proudly, Jing Wushuang, this man belongs to me and wants to take her back;

The man turned his face and said mercilessly, Jing Wushuang, your cousin is mature and petting, and I like her more.

After more than two years, if this man and woman were casually showing affection to her, she almost suspected that the wrong person was her. No, maybe they were all right.

One is destined to be a stumbling block in her life.

A scum she was destined to experience when she was young.

that is it.

Wushuang smiled more calmly, like a harmless girl next door, "Yes, I only met a few days ago. I didn't expect to meet again so soon, my future brother-in-law."

Tang Mubai's perfect smile finally showed a crack, she hated him after all.

Perhaps Wushuang didn't remember, but he was vividly remembered. Wushuang's body today is under the cherry blossom trees. He saw her first time wearing the suit. No one has ever worn the tender green so dazzlingly.

Qingli and refined, every place reveals the poetic and artistic flavor of a Jiangnan woman. Today, she has more unresolved melancholy than two years ago, and adds a sense of mystery, and is more charming than before.

It was him who accidentally dropped a strong stroke on this flawless Jiangnan ink painting, fearing that the greatest artist in the world could not repair it.

(End of this chapter)