When Su Changsheng returned to the house, Gu Lingling noticed that the corners of his eyes were still a bit wet.
She didnât ask anything, just thoughtfully prepared the tea that the old man loved to drink and saw him quietly enter the study.
"Whatâs going on here?" Su Ziqiao stretched lazily as he came downstairs and saw his grandfather looking downcast. He asked Gu Lingling in confusion, "I just saw you laughing in the yard."
Why did his face change so quickly?
Gu Lingling shook her head.
She guessed that the old man went to see someone just now. If she was not mistaken, it should be Meng Qinghao.
She had already heard about Meng Qinghaoâs resignation.
Meng Yufei had already suspended her studies earlier and was said to have gone abroad.
The Meng Family, one could say, had been torn apart because of Su Rumeiâs situation.
Only Meng Songling was still at Kyoto University.
However, he was only teaching a few classes and seemed to have resigned from his deputy director position.
In less than a year, the once glorious Meng Family suddenly fell from grace.
Mr. Su was in the study for a long time before he calmed down.
"Have Lao Erâs things been packed?" When he came out, his demeanor had lost the previous sadness. He spoke kindly to Gu Lingling, "Come on, letâs go see your grandfather."
He was referring to Old Sir Gu.
The timing for the recognition ceremony was somewhat rushed. After the ceremony, Su Changsheng took charge and did not let Old Sir Gu and Yao Zhenjiang rush to leave. Since they were in Capital City, there were plenty of places to stay and take a good look around.
Yang Yunhai had spent the past few days accompanying them to various tourist spots.
Because Gu Linglingâs hand injury hadnât healed completely, she was arranged to stay at home.
Today was the day the families would have dinner together.
The gathering wasnât at the military district compound but at Yang Yunhaiâs courtyard house.
It was very close, just a short walk away.
As soon as Su Changsheng finished speaking, Yang Yunhai opened the door and walked into the yard.
This rascal always had to be involved.
Even though he was told he didnât need to come and pick them up, he still ran over. Truly irritating.
His familyâs little princess hadnât had much time to be doted on before she was whisked away by this smooth-talking wolf.
Mr. Su felt quite dissatisfied.
"Iâll take it, Second Auntie." Yang Yunhai had already comfortably used the term, "Itâs a bit heavy, you and Lingling can just walk."
His words made Fu Ling feel very pleased.
Oh, if only she had such a son or son-in-law, that would be great.
She cast a glance at her son standing there like a wooden stake, really couldnât compare! How did she give birth to such a thing, whereâs the promised girlfriend?
When is he bringing her home?
Su Ziqiao, "..."
Honestly, heâs quite afraid of Yang Yunhai visiting their home now.
Every time he comes, his mother gives him that disdainful look.
The kind that says "disappointed youâre not better than steel."
Su Ziqiao felt wronged.
Clearly, heâs quite outstanding too.
Also, it seems this brother-in-lawâs status is a bit low.
No way, he must reclaim his status in society, canât keep being looked down upon.
Itâs just a girlfriend, for Su Ziqiao, itâs a matter of minutes.
When they reached the place, Yao Zhenjiang was already back with Old Sir Gu and others after a walk around.
Whenever the elderly met, naturally there were endless topics to discuss.
The courtyard was bustling.
From a distance, Qian Bao silently took his gaze back.
Today, he came to say goodbye.