Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Chapter 423 Why is he here?

The light in the tea room is soft, and every piece of furnishing reveals the accumulation of time and the taste of the owner.

The old man, Shang Qing and Ji Xun joined in.

Their figures appear particularly harmonious in this warm halo, like a moving painting slowly unfolding.

The air is filled with a faint fragrance of tea, which interweaves with the occasional bird calls outside the window, forming a melodious sound of nature.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the grandfather, grandson and his two children were enjoying this rare family happiness. The beauty of it was enough to make anyone yearn for it.

Seeing this, Butler Zhang couldn't help but smile.

He turned around and gave instructions to the staff around him, his voice filled with a hint of urgency and joy.

"Hurry up and prepare some exquisite cakes." He thought for a moment and added, "Also, don't forget to go to the orchard and pick some of the freshest fruits. The best and sweetest ones."

Soon, plates of carefully arranged cakes and fruits appeared one by one.

They are not only colorful but also appetizing.

Old Master Chi Zhongyun spoke gently, inviting Shang Qing, who was sitting across from him, "Come, little girl, have a taste. These fruits were planted and carefully cared for by my wife herself, so they must taste delicious."

There was a subtle hint of pride and nostalgia in the old man's words, as if those fruits were not only gifts from nature, but also a testimony to the deep affection between him and his wife.

That fleeting sadness was like a dewdrop gently swaying in the morning mist, short but extremely clear.

Ji Xun kept talking about the old man and never mentioned that the old man had a lover.

At this moment, Shang Qing only thought that the old man's lover had passed away, so he felt sad.

But now, if Shang Qing tried to comfort her again, she felt it was inappropriate, so she kept silent.

Hearing the old man's enthusiastic invitation, Shang Qing extended his hand without hesitation. The innocence and directness of his invitation brought a warm feeling to the old man's heart.

She lightly picked up a crystal grape and gently put it into her mouth. At that moment, the sour and sweet juice bloomed on the tip of her tongue, as brilliant as fireworks, instantly lighting up her taste buds.

A satisfied smile bloomed on her face, a smile so pure and flawless that it filled the entire room with vitality and energy.

"Wow, it's really delicious!" Shang Qing exclaimed sincerely, with surprise flashing in her bright eyes.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the tea room became extremely warm.

"If it tastes good, eat more."

The tea is fragrant, the pastries are sweet, and the fruits are fresh.

Shang Qing didn't understand what Ji Xun and Mr. Chi were talking about. She was more interested in the delicious food in front of her.

Shang Qing sat quietly beside Ji Xun, eating the fruit or cakes he handed to her obediently.

Like a little hamster, she was so cute that Mr. Chi opposite couldn't help but want to rub the little girl's soft head.

Shang Qing, after enjoying the delicious food, did not forget to feed Ji Xun.

The beautiful sight of these two people, this golden boy and jade girl, made Mr. Chi sigh and indulge in this indescribable beauty.

Time passed quietly here. If it weren't for Butler Zhang's reminder that lunch was ready, the three of them would not have realized it.

On the carved pearwood dining table, all kinds of exquisite dishes were arranged in an orderly manner like works of art.

Each dish exudes an alluring luster and aroma, as if whispering the secret of the chef's ingenuity.

As Shang Qing stepped into the restaurant, her eyes were instantly attracted by the food, and her eyes lit up again.

"Come on, Qingqing, Xiaoxun, please sit down. I'm not sure what you young people like, so I asked the chef at home to prepare something based on his experience."

There was a hint of self-mockery and kindness in Mr. Chi's words. His smile was like the winter sun, warm and gentle. His eyebrows were curved into a crescent shape, full of tenderness and wisdom accumulated over the years.

Shang Qing smiled brightly upon hearing this: "Thank you, Grandpa Chi. There are so many dishes, just looking at them makes my mouth water. Thank you for your help."

Her voice is clear and pleasant, like a mountain spring, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Seeing this, Mr. Chi was even more delighted and greeted them enthusiastically: "Come on, come on, you two children, try it and see if you like it and whether it suits your appetite."

As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks, his movements filled with a hint of childlike anticipation.

"Okay, Grandpa Chi, then we will respectfully obey your orders."

Shang Qing responded readily, and her slender hands gently picked up the chopsticks, her movements generous and elegant.

Her eyes moved among the dishes, and she finally chose a dish of sweet and sour pork ribs that was delicious and fragrant. She picked up a piece and put it into her mouth.

At that moment, the ribs intertwined on the tip of her tongue, turning into an indescribable deliciousness that made her squint her eyes slightly.

During the meal, when Shang Qing saw the soft and glutinous steamed pumpkin, he picked up the serving chopsticks, picked up a piece of pumpkin and put it in Mr. Chi's bowl.

"Grandpa Chi, this pumpkin is very soft and sweet, it suits you very well."

This scene makes the atmosphere at the entire table more warm and harmonious.

They shared interesting stories in each other's lives, sometimes laughing loudly, sometimes whispering, enjoying this rare time together.

Inside the restaurant, the lighting is soft, and the aroma of dishes is intertwined with laughter.

While I was eating, a boy's voice with a relaxed and joyful tone came from outside.

"Grandpa, what delicious food are you having? I can smell that alluring aroma from a long way off. Did you secretly hide some private dish?"

There was a hint of playfulness and anticipation in the voice, as if it could instantly light up the air around it.

Shang Qing paused slightly with the chopsticks in her hand, and a subtle feeling inexplicably surged in her heart, causing her to turn her head involuntarily.

What caught the eye was a well-tailored casual suit that set off the man's tall and straight figure.

He was walking towards this side with big strides, and every step revealed leisure and joy.

The soft light cast a faint halo on him, adding a touch of extraordinary temperament.

"Is it him? Why is he here?"

Shang Qing muttered to himself, a glint of surprise and curiosity flashing in his eyes.

But soon, she suddenly realized: Oh, right, he just called me grandpa, which means grandfather.

So, he came to visit his family...