Song Baojun followed Liu Xiyue half a step behind, and a heart immediately hung in his throat.

The hall has a different view, and the wide TV wall is made of cherry wood into a complex and beautiful pattern. The large crystal chandeliers reflect the gentle light. The gorgeous and prosperous carpet will not make people dazzle, but add a charming and attractive color.

The walls are wrapped in expensive black walnut in the same style, surrounded by exquisite lines, showing luxury in a low-key manner. They are by no means similar to the popular "Chinese countryside combined with European pastoral style" in China, which is extremely refreshing.

Just because of this level of decoration, Song Baojun felt that he could buy five old and simple buildings in his own home.

There was a man standing in the middle of the hall, about 1.85 meters tall, over 40 years old, with a handsome appearance, wearing a common gray jacket and meticulously combed his hair.

It seems that he is Liu Xiyue's biological uncle, Liu Chongshan, the governor of Xianghu Province.

Liu Xiyue is usually careless, but now she looks like a ladylike demeanor. She smiles and says, "Song Baojun, this is my uncle." She also says, "Uncle, this is my classmate Song Baojun."

Song Baojun did not dare to neglect at the moment, and took the lead and said respectfully: "Hello Uncle Liu."

When Liu Chongshan saw that the so-called male classmate was several centimeters shorter than his niece and his appearance was not very standard, he felt a little displeased, and just said that he was just a shield he invited from any corner.

Seeing the two standing together, it was clearly filled with flowers and cow dung and beads buried in the soil.

But after all, he experienced great storms in the officialdom. From national leaders to peddlers and pawns, no one has ever seen any of them? He had a kind smile on his face, which made no one tell me about it, and said, "Xiao Song, right? Come on, sit down. Go and pour tea for Xiao Song."

Song Baojun hurriedly said, "Uncle Liu, you can sit down too."

"Xiao Song, how old are you this year? Where are you from? Are your parents at home okay?" Liu Chongshan asked routinely, with the slow speech unique to his leader.

Song Baojun owed his body and said, "Uncle Liu, I am twenty-two this year, almost twenty-three years old, and I am a native of Chazhou. My father is a draftsman in the decoration company, and my mother is an accountant."

Liu Chongshan nodded and asked again: "Is Xiao Song a good old man? What are the plans for graduation in the future?"

"After graduation, I plan to engage in some ancient literature research, mainly in poetry from the Tang and Song dynasties. Although I have studied Tang poetry and Song lyrics quite thoroughly in all dynasties, I am still very interested."

Liu Chongshan refused to comment and said with a smile: "It is rare that there are still people who can concentrate on studying ancient Chinese."

Liu Xiyue was afraid that Song Baojun would make a mistake, so she took two white porcelain cups and simply brewed the tea to the coffee table, and asked, "Uncle, where is my brother?"

"Your brother is in the room, and I was just talking about why I didn't see my sister." When talking about his son, Liu Chongshan showed a strange color and said, "There is also Dr. Zhou from Renbo Hospital in it."

At this time, two middle-aged women walked down from the second floor. One was tall and elegant, with a very similar face to Liu Xiyue, and the other was dressed simply, a bit like a rural aunt.

Liu Xiyue hurriedly said, "Mom, aunt." Song Baojun also hurriedly stood up and stayed by the side.

The elegant lady froze when she saw Song Baojun's face, while another rural aunt smiled kindly and said, "Xiaoxi, how early is it after school today?"

Liu Xiyue smiled and said, "Mom, aunt, this is my classmate Song Baojun, who came here to have fun today."

"Hello Auntie, hello Auntie." Song Baojun bowed slightly, with his usual silly and dullness on his face.

"Oh, since you're here, have fun." The lady said lukewarmly: "Let Lao Liu prepare the meal and take Xiao Song back after dinner."

Liu Xiyue said: "Mom, my classmate finally came once."

The noble lady said loudly, "Xiaoxi! Your brother is still here to treat his illness, why are you so ignorant?"

At this time, Liu Chongshan had to stand up and say, "Sister-in-law, I asked Xixi to bring her classmates over to have fun, so you don't have to blame the child too much."

The lady then turned her color and said, "Since it was brought by Chongshan Rang, it's okay."

She is Liu Xiyue's mother He Shulan, and another simple middle-aged woman is Liu Chongshan's wife Qin Rong.

The two of them dressed up just in line with the identities of the two families. He Shulan is the wife of the president of Baoyuan Group, and she is not short of food and clothing. She is full of jewelry and elegant, elegant and elegant. Qin Rong is the wife of the governor. She is dressed very low-key and deliberately avoids suspicion.

Of course, He Shulan knew what it meant to bring a male classmate back suddenly.

This girl has been weird since she was a child, and she is very arrogant. She never swears to ordinary people. When she was in high school, everyone was busy with love early, but she was disdainful of it. Even more so in college, no one could see it.

Even making her family worried, could she be uninterested in men?

This time, I took the male classmate home to visit, which was really a great opportunity, but He Shulan didn't mean to be happy because this man looked so bad that he couldn't even get the first impression. What else can I talk about?

If she had met it not in the living room but somewhere else, she would have thought she was a pickpocket who had sneaked in.

He Shulan walked over and said, "Oh, it's Song Baojun. You are welcome to come to Xixi's house to play. You can walk around with Xixi, but you can't touch things randomly."

How could a wife, the president of Baoyuan Group, say such petty words? It was just a deliberately pretending to be inhumane, implying that I don’t recognize you and Xixi being together, so that the other party can retreat when they see the difficulties.

Song Baojun hurriedly responded: "Yes."

Liu Xiyue glared at her mother and said, "Ajun, I'll go see my brother with you."

"No!" He Shulan shouted sternly: "Your brother needs to rest quietly, and you can't just disturb him if you come here!"

Liu Xiyue's cousin Liu Qinglin suffered a brain damage due to a car accident. He Shulan didn't want outsiders to see his dementia, so as not to let Liu Chongshan look bad.

Liu Xiyue snorted: "If you don't go, don't go, Ajun, I'll go for a walk in the yard with you."

Qin Rong didn't care and smiled kindly: "Qinglin is the most concerned about his sister, and it's nothing to go and have a look with her classmates."

He Shulan smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, this child is reckless. I am afraid that Dr. Zhou will make a fuss about Qinglin's treatment in there and it will be a bad thing for him."

"Anyway, Qinglin's incident has not been a day or two, so it doesn't matter." Qin Rong still smiled faintly.

Suddenly, a bang came from the room opposite. Everyone looked at each other, and Liu Chongshan walked over quickly. Liu Xiyue also pulled Song Baojun to follow behind.

It was the living room arranged for Liu Qinglin. It was the most spacious room on the first floor, with an area of ​​about 40 square meters. The floor-to-ceiling glass curtain wall in Yingnan was different from wooden grids, and you could see the pleasing flowers and plants in the courtyard.

Near the door is a small reception room, with four single sofas and a bookcase on the wall. The middle is separated by a half-pull wine cabinet, and there is a large bed inside.

A doctor in a white coat fell to the ground, his half-white hair was covered with water droplets, and the stethoscope flew to the corner, with a few red and green medicine particles sprinkled on his body. A white plastic medicine bottle rolled drippingly on the ground.

In the middle is a big boy in his twenties, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, but his skin is too fair and he looks a little sick. His face, which was originally handsome, was particularly disharmonious because of his aggrieved and childish expression. He was dressed cleanly and was obviously carefully cared for.

There was a nurse next to her, holding a medicine box in her hand, looking at him helplessly.

The boy simply snatched the medicine box and sprinkled it all on the ground. He turned around and ran towards Liu Chongshan, shouting, "Dad!" His steps were staggering, his hands were swaying, and he was particularly clumsy, just like a child who had just learned to walk for a while. Song Baojun thought that he should be because of the damage to the cerebellum.

Liu Chongshan caught the son who rushed over, changed his stern face to a smile that was almost nearly sad, and said, "Qinglin, why are you naughty again?"

"Dad! Dad!" Liu Qinglin ignored his question and saw Liu Xiyue beside him, and hurriedly said, "Sister, sister!" He rushed towards her happily.

Liu Xiyue was almost knocked down. She took a step back and supported Liu Qinglin's shoulder with both hands, and smiled and said, "Qinglin, why are you disobedient? Why don't the doctor asks you to take medicine?"

"It's not delicious! I don't want to eat it!" Liu Qinglin's 20-year-old face showed a childish expression that was inconsistent with it. He pouted and picked up the plastic cup and started playing. The nurse hurriedly cleaned up the medicine on the ground.

Liu Chongshan hurriedly asked, "Doctor Zhou, what's going on?"

Dr. Zhou got up in a panic, wiped the water droplets on his face, and said embarrassedly: "Governor Liu, I made the young master refuse to take medicine, and insisted that this was for feeding kittens and puppies."

Liu Chongshan shook his head and asked again: "Then this kid..."

Dr. Zhou glanced at Liu Qinglin and said, "Governor Liu, why don't we go outside and talk?" He then told the nurse: "Xiao Chen, take good care of Qinglin."

Liu Xiyue said: "Uncle, I'm here to accompany Qinglin."

"Yeah." Liu Chongshan returned to the living room with the others.

Song Baojun was an irrelevant guest, so he would go wherever Liu Xiyue went, so he had to stay in the room.

Liu Xiyue took the towel from the nurse and wiped the sweat on Liu Qinglin's forehead. Her eyes were full of love and said, "Qinglin, you are always so naughty. Sister is so unhappy."

"Sister, sister!" Liu Qinglin said loudly: "I'm not naughty! The doctor praised me just now."

"What are you praising?" Liu Xiyue asked in a tone of coaxing the child.

Liu Qinglin tilted his head and couldn't answer for a moment, and said, "Uh...uh..."

Liu Xiyue said softly: "Why don't the doctor asks you to take medicine?"

It was the first time that Song Baojun saw such a gentle side of the female devil. His eyes were filled with pity and his face emitted a maternal light, which was very different from his usual stingy appearance.
Chapter completed!