As soon as he walked into the villa, Uncle Zhong smelled a tempting fragrance.

These days, Qin Hanxiao has not eaten well, and he has not eaten much. When he smells this, his stomach can't help but rumbling.

When Xiaotang, who was closest to him, blinked his big and lively eyes, looked at the old man in confusion and asked, "Grandpa, have you not eaten? Just right, let's have a meal first. Let's tell you, my mother is cooking very delicious!"

As he said that, the little girl's soft little hands pulled Uncle Zhong and walked towards the dining table.

Mr. Zhang and Zhang Chen had just finished talking from the study. As soon as he went downstairs, he saw a familiar person. He was stunned and asked curiously: "Old Zhong, why are you here?"

"Oh, it turns out that this is your home, Mr. Zhang. Then these two little cuties are your grandchildren?"

"Well, right. Where is Qin Hanxiao? I happened to talk to him about it."

Uncle Zhong's face was a little strange, and he pursed the corners of his lips and said indescribable: "The young master has read the old man's diary, and it is difficult for a moment to accept it. Now he is very depressed."

"Well, it's reasonable. Since you're here, just sit down and have a meal."

"Okay, then I'll bother you."

"It's okay, I don't have so many rules. At this age, it's not easy to meet an old friend. Let's have a meal together."

Several people sat at the dining table with a smile. Bai Ziyue walked out of the kitchen with the hot dishes that had just been cooked. She saw a strange old man and was stunned.

"Hello."

Looking at the polite woman in front of her and seeing the delicious and delicious food in her hands, Uncle Zhong nodded with satisfaction.

Sure enough, he looked like a good woman, many times better than that Bai Jia.

These two children can also be seen at a glance. They belong to their young masters. If they get married, it may be able to relieve his current pain.

In the dining room, Xiaotang said with oil stains on the corners of her mouth: "Mom, the old man said he wanted us to persuade Uncle Qin to have a meal. Can we go?"

"Hmm? Eat? What does it mean?"

Bai Ziyue was a little surprised. While holding the green vegetables into the bowls of the two little guys, she looked at the old man opposite in confusion.

However, at this moment, Uncle Zhong was eating delicious food. Maybe he was too hungry and eating too fast, and his mouth was full of food. He could not answer this question for a while, so he could only swallow the food in his mouth quickly, which caused a severe cough.

Zhang Chen quickly brought a glass of water and patted the old man with concern behind him, "Eat slowly, you haven't eaten for a few days."

Uncle Zhong looked at the table with a little embarrassed look with people on his body, his cheeks slightly red.

"I'm really sorry, I'm losing my composure. My young master hasn't eaten and drunk water these days, and I'm so anxious that I haven't eaten much. In addition, the food in the temple on the mountain tastes too light, not as delicious as Miss Bai."

Bai Ziyue pursed the corners of her lips, and thought that the cold man hadn't eaten for several days, her heart sank, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Mr. Zhang was very calm. While eating with relish, he said, "Zi Yue, wait a moment, you bring some food to Qin Hanxiao and go see him."

Xiaotang pouted, "Didn't you tell Mo Mo and I to see Uncle Qin?"

"You two should be at home, go to bed early, and you will go to see your great-grandma tomorrow. Besides, your Uncle Qin probably needs a listener now, and your mother is the most suitable candidate."

Perhaps it was because after seeing the news reports in the past few days, Mr. Zhang recognized Qin Hanxiao from the bottom of his heart.

If this child is really devoted to Bai Ziyue, he would think it is good. At least it can be seen that this man really cares about the relationship between the two.

Such an excellent man and the father of two children, from a conservative perspective, he still hopes that Bai Ziyue can be with Qin Hanxiao.

So he said this, but he was helping the two of them.

Fortunately, William He was busy opening the new company these days, otherwise he would have rejected it on the spot and even followed him.

Fortunately, he was not here, so Bai Ziyue could quietly cook a few side dishes, put them in lunch boxes, and drove to the temple on the mountain with Uncle Zhong.

Along the way, neither of them had any topics and didn't know what to say.

However, as a person who watched Qin Hanxiao grow up and with the appearance of two children, Uncle Zhong always asked about their relationship indirectly, but he did not get the answer he wanted, so he could only choose to remain silent in the end.

It was already late at night, and the cold evening breeze blew, without the expected coldness, but rather with a sense of comfort and comfort.

"Uncle Zhong, is he here all this week?"

"No, we came here five days ago. But since we came, the young master has never gone down the mountain, and he is in a very bad mood and has never eaten, drink or talk. I hope you can enlighten him later and not let him continue to be decadent."

Bai Ziyue flattened her mouth and sighed softly.

In my impression, the man was always calm, as if nothing in this world could take to heart, and nothing would never stump him.

But looking at Uncle Zhong’s expression, it doesn’t seem like he is lying.

What has this man experienced in the past few days, and why did he suddenly become like this?

With a creaking sound, the gate of the courtyard slowly opened, and the lonely back was still sitting in the same place as when he left the afternoon, looking up at the sky.

"Young Master, Miss Bai has cooked the meal to see you."

"Qin Hanxiao."

The crisp sound was like a stone falling into a calm river, stirring up layers of waves.

The quiet eyes finally showed some brilliance. The man turned his head slowly, and the moonlight shone on his vicissitudes of face, frightening the little woman at the door.

Is this still the calm man?

His face was covered with stubborn eyes, his eyes were empty, and he seemed to have suffered a big blow, and his spirit was very decadent.

Uncle Zhong finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his young master finally reacted. It seemed that Mr. Zhang was right. Miss Bai was the most useful one.

"Miss Bai, please talk to my young master. I'll go to the next door to wait. If you have any needs, go and talk to me."

"Yeah, OK."

The door was closed gently, Bai Ziyue frowned, walked slowly to the man, looked at the diary and fallen leaves on the ground, and sighed.

"Are you okay?"

"Sit next to me and chat with me."

Qin Hanxiao patted the position beside him weakly, continued to raise his head, and looked at the moon above his head, emitting an indelible sadness.

The little woman frowned and sat down, opened the insulation bucket in her hand, and the aroma of the warm meal spread out.

"Let's have some food. Uncle Zhong said you haven't eaten for several days, so I specially made a few light side dishes."

The man was slightly stunned, looking at the woman with a softer face under the moonlight, and the corners of her mouth were slightly tugged.

But this smile looks so bitter.

"Thank you, can you have some drinks with me?"

"Ah? Drink..."

When she met those decadent eyes, the little woman felt compassion and could only nod and agree.

"Okay, but I have a bad alcohol tolerance, I can only drink a little."
Chapter completed!