Zhang Yang already knew her strange temperament and was not unhappy. Mr. Tianchi said: "What kind of martial arts secret can something incomplete?"

At this time, Du Tianye walked out of the kitchen and greeted: "Zhang Yang is here, help me serve the dishes. Let's go to the stone table under the tree to have dinner.

Wen Ling said: "No, I'll do it!"

Zhang Yang handed the gift in his hand to Mr. Tianchi. The old man didn't be polite to him and put it away. Wu Ma and Wen Ling had already arranged the food and drinks. Luo Huining walked out of the kitchen and greeted with a smile: "Zhang Yang is here!"

"Godmother!" Zhang Yang said kindly.

Luo Huining responded and said with a smile: "Everyone sit down and have a meal!"

Mr. Tianchi took out a jar of osmanthus wine that his student had just sent. Zhang Yang and Du Tianye accompanied the old man to sip. With their alcohol content, if they drink happily, the jar of wine would not be enough.

Luo Huining said: "I guess you will come before the holiday. How many days are you planning to stay in Beijing?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Let's talk about it after Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Luo Huining said in surprise: "Are you celebrating the festival in Beijing?"

Zhang Yang nodded, and then told her the news that Chu Yanran and her grandmother were coming to Beijing. Luo Huining couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm here to see my grandson-in-law this time. Speaking of which, I haven't seen Yanran yet!" Luo Huining knew that her godson was romantic by nature. Gu Jiatong, Qin Qing, and He Xinyan had seen them, but she had not had the chance to meet her. Judging from all the signs, Chu Yanran is very likely Zhang Yang's genuine girlfriend, and her godson is also a son. When her future daughter-in-law comes to Beijing, she will come to entertain her as a godmother. Luo Huining said: "You arrange it, I'll treat her future in-laws to a meal!"

The speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional. Zhang Yang suddenly remembered that if Luo Huining came forward to invite her to dinner, it would not be abrupt if Song Huaiming and his wife arrived together. After all, they were Chu Yanran's parents, but this was just an idea, and he did not mention it on his own initiative.

Du Tianye said: "Aunt Luo, Yanran's father is Song Huaiming, acting governor of Pinghai Province, and he is also in Beijing!"

Luo Huining smiled and said, "I know!" She turned to Zhang Yang and said, "When did Yanran's plane take?"

"It's 1:00 p.m. tomorrow!"

"Let's do this, I'll be the host of Zijin Pavilion tomorrow night to welcome them, it's a family gathering, Zhang Yang, if you invite Governor Song over, I won't call him, Amano, you invite your parents!"

Zhang Yang and Du Tianye nodded at the same time, and Wen Ling ate silently, as if what was happening in front of her had nothing to do with her.

After dinner, Zhang Yang followed Mr. Tianchi to the study. Mr. Tianchi knew that he must have something to do and smiled and said, "Tell me, what's the matter for you?" He and Zhang Yang were very close to each other and did not regard him as a junior, but as a confidant.

Only then did Zhang Yang tell the story of nominating Jiangcheng winery. He smiled and said, "I am now the director of Jiangcheng Enterprise Reform Office. It is a matter of responsibility to help subordinate enterprises. I have to think about it and ask the sir to help me with this!"

Mr. Tianchi nodded happily: "Okay! What to write?"

"Qingjiang Special Offer!" Zhang Yang added: "This is a pure commercial act. I will calculate the money for you according to the market price and then transfer it to your account!"

Mr. Tianchi glared at him and said, "Have you asked for a medical fee for me? What a joke!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "If you don't want me, I'll be greedy. I think your place is good. The gentleman also applied for a piece of land for me. I will use the money to build a yard next to you. There will be a place to settle down when I come to Beijing in the future."

Mr. Tianchi smiled and said, "If you are willing, please use my remuneration to build a primary school!" He happily wrote down the four big words "Qingjiang Special Offer", and he said, "Are there any advertising slogans?"

Zhang Yang went out and called Liu Jincheng. It turned out that the advertising slogans were being collected, so there were not many opportunities for Mr. Tianchi to write inscriptions. When their winery advertising slogans were collected, Mr. Tianchi might not be in the mood. Zhang Yang thought for a while and said, "How about drinking the Qingjiang River and indulging in the world?"

Liu Jincheng was stunned on the other end of the phone, and then shouted loudly. It's not that he is flattering, it's so good! He felt a sudden sense of heroism and his blood was boiling.

Zhang Yang hung up the phone and asked Mr. Tianchi to help write the advertising slogan he thought of temporarily.

At noon the next day, Zhang Yang arrived at the Capital Airport early to welcome the arrival of Chu Yanran and her grandmother Margaret. Du Tianye, Du Shankui and Feng Yumei and his wife were also here with him. Only a few people could get the old general to come out to greet him personally.

After waiting for nearly an hour, I saw Chu Yanran walking out with a noble old lady with a noble temperament. The old lady was naturally Chu Yanran's grandmother Margaret. Zhang Yang thought Margaret was a blonde and blue-eyed foreigner, but found that the old lady was also a Chinese with dark eyes, black hair and yellow skin. Perhaps because of the first recovery from a serious illness, Margaret's skin was a little pale. She was almost seventy years old this year, but she did not have a single white hair. She was well maintained. She was wearing a black long skirt, a purple-red silk scarf, and sunglasses. She looked much younger than she was in reality.

Chu Yanran cut her hair short. The sunshine on the west coast of the United States did not tan her skin. It was still as white and delicate as before, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and joy and warmth were rippling in her beautiful eyes. The blue Chanel skirt was tied with a milky white woven belt, and her feet were transparent crystal thin-heeled sandals, which looked playful, cute and noble and elegant. When Zhang Daren saw Chu Yanran, his eyes suddenly shined.

If only the two of them were together, this guy would definitely pounce on him with his arms open, but with so many people around him, Zhang Daren still acted politely.

Feng Yumei had already called Ma Li's name to greet her. Their hands were tightly held together. Zhang Yang came to Chu Yanran, silently took the luggage in her hand, and smiled and said, "I'm back!"

Chu Yanran's beautiful eyes were filled with intoxicating eyes, and she nodded softly.

Zhang Yang said: "You have changed!"

Chu Yanran looked at him: "Where has changed?"

“It’s getting bigger!”

Chu Yanran pouted and said, "Did you say I'm old?"

Zhang Yang smiled, looked around and whispered to Chu Yanran's ear: "You're big with your chest!"

Chu Yanran's pretty face suddenly turned red. This damn Zhang Yang was indeed dead, but Chu Yanran liked his tone. The two saw that unforgettable longing from each other's eyes.

Margaret's eyes were only looking at Zhang Yang at this moment. Chu Yanran pushed Zhang Yang's arm and brought him to her grandmother, introducing with shame: "Grandma, this is Zhang Yang!"

It is a problem to call the old lady. Zhang Yang and Chu Yanran have no status yet. Of course, they can't call grandma even more. But now they don't call the old lady in a fashionable way. Chu Yanran reminds him: "You call grandma to me!"

Zhang Daren called out grandma with a shameless face.

Margaret looked at Zhang Yang, but there was no smile on her face. She looked at Zhang Yang with such eyes. Isn’t this look favored by the old lady? Margaret said: “Yanran praised you as rare in the world. I think you are just like this!”

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "That's it! You have been in the United States for a long time. All you see are yellow-haired and blue-eyed ocean horses. Their aesthetics are different from those of us oriental people! When you get used to it for two days, you will be more and more pleasing to me."

Margaret took off her sunglasses, and the old lady looked at Zhang Yang with black and white eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "I can really speak, no wonder I can coax our Yanran!" The old lady's Chinese words were straightforward, but in fact, most of Margaret's bloodline was Eastern.

Du Shankui said: "Don't stand here, let's talk on the way!"

A group of people boarded the Mercedes-Benz business outside. The car was found by Du Tianye. Chu Yanran sat with her grandmother, while Zhang Yang shrank behind. Old friends of so many years had only met and naturally had endless things to say, but Zhang Yang was left alone. Chu Yanran knew that he was lonely at this moment and turned his head from time to time and smiled sweetly at him.

According to the original intention of Du Shankui and his wife, they wanted to invite Margaret to stay at home, but Margaret still chose to stay at the Great Wall Hotel. When they were in the United States, Chu Yanran had already booked the presidential suite in advance.

After sending Chu Yanran and Margaret to the hotel room, Zhang Yang told him about the invitation of his godmother Luo Huining to a meal at Zijin Pavilion in the evening. When Margaret heard that it was Zhang Yang's godmother, she happily agreed.

Du Shankui and his wife did not stay in the hotel for more. Considering that Margaret flew from the United States and needed to rest, they agreed to meet at Zijin Pavilion in the evening and left.

Zhang Yang originally wanted to leave, but Chu Yanran asked him to stop for a while and took out a few clothes he brought to Zhang Yang from the suitcase. While the old lady was going to the bathroom to take a shower, Zhang Yang gently kissed Chu Yanran's pretty face. Two red clouds flew up Chu Yanran's pretty face and said softly: "Let's go back and pick me up early!"

Zhang Yang nodded. When he walked to the hall, he thought it was not interesting to go back, so he opened a standard room at the front desk and went to the room with the things Chu Yanran gave him.

Chu Yanran took a shower and heard the phone ringing. She realized that Zhang Yang had not left, so she couldn't help laughing in the room downstairs.

Margaret saw that she was smiling sweetly and guessed that it was Zhang Yang's phone call. She asked clearly that Zhang Yang was still here and said softly: "Let him come up, I have something to ask him!"

Zhang Yang came to their presidential suite. Margaret was sitting in front of the coffee table in the living room drinking black tea. Chu Yanran was helping her grandmother prepare the medicine she wanted. Because Margaret had a kidney transplant surgery for a short time, she had to take a large amount of anti-rejection reaction medicine every day, which was very hard.

Although Zhang Yang couldn't figure out whether Margaret liked her, he still called out grandma with shame.

Margaret smiled and said, "Sit!"

Zhang Yang sat down opposite her, and Margaret whispered: "I heard that your medical skills are good. Chu Zhennan's back pain and cerebral infarction were all cured?"

Zhang Yang said modestly: "I have passed on some secret recipes, and I can still make do with common diseases!"

"When I was sick, the several prescriptions you faxed here were also very good!"

Chu Yanran prepared the medicine and handed a handful of pills to her grandmother. Margaret sighed. She had been tortured by the rejection reaction.

Zhang Yang waited for her to finish taking the medicine and said, "Grandma, why don't I help you with your pulse!"

Margaret nodded and placed his wrist flat on the coffee table. Zhang Yang stretched out his left hand and gently touched her pulse door. She felt that her pulse was thin and weak. Seeing that her face was pale and her eyes were dull and dull, Zhang Yang knew Margaret's medical history very well. He had heard Chu Yanran say on the phone in the past, so he did not ask in detail. Margaret had undergone kidney transplant surgery after chronic renal failure. The kidneys he had replaced were normal. All he needed to do was to help Margaret regulate his body and stay away from the pain of rejection reactions. Before coming to Beijing, Zhang Yang had already drafted a prescription. He asked Chu Yanran to bring paper and pen and prescribe a prescription on it: "Grandma, I will prescribe a prescription for you, mainly to consolidate the foundation and cultivate the qi and unblock the meridians. As long as you follow my prescription, you don't need to take those tablets for treatment of rejection reactions in a month, and you can completely stop the medicine after three months!"

When Margaret heard his words magically, she was skeptical. After all, in her understanding, the medical level in the United States is much higher than that in China, but her granddaughter Chu Yanran almost reached a superstitious level of Zhang Yang's medical skills. Judging from the performance of this kid, she should be of some level.

This is the first time Margaret has returned to China since her daughter Chu Jingzhi died. When she saw Du Shankui and his wife at the airport, she couldn't help but think of the past days and felt some feelings in her heart. After Zhang Yang took her pulse, Margaret got up and went back to her room to rest, leaving only Zhang Yang and Chu Yanran alone.

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand, and Chu Yanran put his snow-white slender hand in his palm, letting him hold it, feeling the warmth in his palm.

Zhang Yang said: "Your grandma doesn't seem very happy!"

Chu Yanran sighed and said, "This time she is back, she will go to my mother's grave to see her, and to see her old friends."

"Meet your grandfather?"

Chu Yanran smiled and said, "I want her to see you!" This sentence already shows that Margaret will not take the initiative to see Chu Zhennan.

Zhang Yang held Chu Yanran's soft little hand and whispered: "I miss you!"

Chu Yanran nodded with a pretty face red, and the two looked at each other, their eyes tangled together, and they could not be separated for a long time.

At 6:30 pm, Zhang Yang accompanied Chu Yanran and Margaret to Zijin Pavilion. Du Shankui's family had arrived and Song Huaiming also came. However, for some reason, Liu Yuying did not come with him. What Zhang Yang unexpectedly was that Vice Premier Wen actually attended the dinner that day in person. If it was a family dinner alone, Wen Guoquan might not have taken time out of his busy schedule. He vaguely felt that behind this banquet was not just that simple on the surface. Could it be that Vice Premier Wen came for Song Huaiming?

When Chu Yanran saw her father coming, her pretty face suddenly turned cold as ice. Zhang Yang whispered to her: "This is a public place. Girl, we have to face it with a smile."

Chu Yanran glared at him and said, "Did you mean it?"

"What a nonsense to do! It's my godmother treating her!" Zhang Yang explained in a low voice.

Song Huaiming came to Margaret with a smile and shouted respectfully: "Mom!"

Margaret acted calmly and smiled gracefully, "Huaiming, Jingzhi is no longer here, I am not your mother, you should call me aunt!"

Everyone here has already understood the past between Song Huaiming and Margaret. Song Huaiming said sincerely: "In my heart, you will always be my mother!"

Margaret felt a soreness for no reason. She knew that this was for her daughter's unfortunate fate. She did not blame Song Huaiming too much for the issue of her daughter's death. Although she had not lived with her daughter for a long time, she knew much more about her daughter than Chu Zhennan, a father.

Wen Guoquan and his wife were the owners tonight. They invited everyone to take a seat. Wen Ling and Wen Haonan did not come here. Du Tianye was a little disappointed because of this. However, Luo Huining was very good at making excuses. She said that Wen Ling was not in good health. Although Du Shankui and his wife had long realized that there was a problem between their son and Wen Ling, it was not convenient for them to ask more questions.

The theme of the dinner that day was to welcome Margaret back to China. After Wen Guoquan said some routine polite words, everyone started drinking. Except for Luo Huining who chose to drink white wine, the other female guests chose juice. In front of Wen Guoquan and Song Huaiming, Zhang Yang did not dare to drink with all his heart.

Luo Huining looked at Zhang Yang and then at Chu Yanran. She admired this beautiful girl from the bottom of her heart. Chu Yanran was undoubtedly outstanding in terms of family background and appearance. She called Chu Yanran to her side and took out the prepared gift from her handbag.

Opening the exquisite jewelry box, there was an emerald necklace inside, Luo Huining smiled and said, "This is passed down by my ancestors. I prepared it for my daughter-in-law, but my son has not yet moved. Fortunately, my godson is successful and found such a beautiful and well-educated girl. Come! Yanran, I'll wear it for you!"

Chu Yanran's pretty face flushed, and her heart was beating constantly. You should know that Luo Huining's words have absolute meaning. She is equivalent to confirming that she is Zhang Yang's fiancée.

Margaret smiled and said, "Madam Wen, you have not asked me, a grandmother, that you want to force our Yanran home? Do you want to tie my baby to a daughter with a necklace?"

Wen Guoquan and Song Huaiming didn't say anything. Both of them looked at each other and showed faint smiles. It was difficult for men to interrupt such things, but they all understood that Luo Huining's actions had extraordinary significance. This necklace not only linked the feelings between Chu Yanran and Zhang Yang, but also linked the future of the two families. As early as when Luo Huining invited him to the dinner, Song Huaiming had considered whether this meal tonight had other meanings. When he came

When he went to Zijin Pavilion to see Wen Guoquan coming, he immediately understood another meaning of the dinner. Wen Guoquan belonged to the young and strong leader in China. As far as Song Huaiming knew, he and Mr. Qiao were not in the same camp, but Song Huaiming was the favorite student of Mr. Qiao. If it weren't for his daughter's love and Zhang Yang, there wouldn't be such a chance to get along with each other. They both valued this time, and were very careful in each other, observing each other and testing each other.
To be continued...