Chapter 213 The Miss Who Was Holding The Wrong(1/2)
Mr. Qi is not having a birthday party this year, so he did not hold a big birthday party, but just brought back all his family to make a lively life.
Heng Yu asked Qi Siyao about Mr. Qi's hobbies and learned that the other party liked to collect calligraphy and paintings from famous artists, so he simply did not prepare any other gifts. He wrote a picture of cursive script himself, showing his free and unrestrained strokes, and did not completely lose his spirit. He deserves the best work.
She sent it to frame it, and it was very fast to frame it. When she drove to Qijia Villa the next day, Hengyu took it along the way.
The system specifically paid attention to Heng Yu's appearance and dress up.
The sports car that is driving is a famous luxury car, the clothes on the body are luxury brands, and the jade bracelet worn on the wrist is made of transparent material, which is a rare treasure.
Think about the novels of the real and fake daughters, when the real daughter is recognized, they are all in a down-and-out situation, but whoever stipulates that the real daughter cannot counterattack by themselves. Look at the host of its family, where is the whole body related to the down-and-out situation.
"System What are you thinking?" The system kept huddling in the corner and muttering, and sometimes laughed like a twitching sound with the mechanical sound. It was difficult for Heng Yu to ignore the other party.
[I'm thinking about the next face slap scene] It has figured it out.
"...Who told you to listen to me and want to slap in the face? Just a guest, the Qi family has no grudges with me, so why should I feel very concerned about the wrong thing I am holding, and I am resentful about it."
Regarding whether the Qi family will be recognized by the Qi family, Heng Yu actually considered Qi Siyao's idea. She was never a cold person, but she rarely took the initiative to get close to someone, but if she was recognized by her, she would consider it well within her ability.
Qi Cheng and her family were just strangers to her. The blood relationship was not as good as raising her. In her eyes, Qi Siyao was just a fan girl, so it would be okay to take care of her within the appropriate range.
The steering wheel made a bend, Heng Yu stepped on the accelerator, drove according to the maximum speed limit, and after half an hour, he arrived in a famous villa area in City A.
The Qi family at the doorman's guard office had already said hello. After checking Heng Yu's identity, she drove in and drove up the high slope to find the Qi family's villa as Qi Siyao told her before.
There are two villas on each side of the road. The car drove to the third row of villas, turned left, and stopped the car in front of the innermost villa.
Qi Siming and Qi Siyao and several juniors were playing cards on the second floor. The third cousin Qi Sizhe noticed that there was a car parked below. He looked at it carefully for a few more times and raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, isn't this sports car limited edition? I can't even buy it. Which customer has come."
When Qi Sile heard his words, Qiao Sheng rolled her eyes, "It's important to be my grandfather's friend."
"I'm a pretty girl, okay." Qi Sizhe whistled, with a cynical meaning, "I haven't seen this girl yet."
Before Qi Sizhe finished speaking, Qi Siyao threw all the cards in her hand on the table and ran directly outside the door.
"Why are you running so fast?" Qi Sizhe was puzzled, and he flashed his mind and rushed down with the cards. He probably was the beautiful classmate whom Siyao's cousin mentioned. He should go and watch the fun.
Qi Siming is the oldest person in the younger generation and the next heir to the Qi group, which Qi's family is pleased with. He rubbed his temples, threw down all the cards, and said to the remaining juniors in the room: "Let's go, let's go out and watch the fun."
Heng Yu held the mobao in his hand and stood at the door and rang the doorbell. The maid who was cleaning the courtyard heard the sound and trotted over to open the door for her.
"Yu'er." As soon as the door was opened, Qi Siyao showed up. She ran over quickly and held Heng Yu's hand. When she saw the framed calligraphy and paintings she held in her right hand, she couldn't help but curiously said: "Is this a gift you gave me? It's too wasteful."
She thought Heng Yu had been recruiting famous calligraphy and paintings to serve as birthday gifts for her grandfather.
"Even if you make money now, you can't squander it like this. Isn't the company you run still in the rising stage? You should take the money well. Anyway, we are juniors, so we just need to express our feelings with the gifts we give, and there is no need to spend too much money." Qi Siyao wrinkled her nose, and instead scolded Heng Yu.
Qi Sizhe then ran out, glanced at the luxury car outside for a few more times, rolled her eyes at Qi Siyao, then looked up and down, and leaned over and whispered to Qi Siyao: "Didn't you say that your best friend's family background is average? Miss, her limited edition sports car, not to mention the price, you can't buy it without any status. Besides, the clothes she wears are all high-end, can ordinary people from home buy high-end?"
Qi Siyao got so close to her that Heng Yu could hear Qi Sizhe's words clearly, but just laughed it off.
Hearing this, Qi Siyao glanced back at the luxury car and asked Hengyu in a low voice, "Is this the car you bought?"
"Yes, I just bought it a few days ago, so I bought it for a ride." Heng Yu said.
Qi Sizhe gave Hengyu a thumbs up, "Sister Hengyu is awesome. By the way, I heard from Siyao that you are opening a company, how is your capital turnover? Do you want your brother to invest in one or two?"
Such a young lady who can make money will definitely not lose money if she invests in one or two. Although Qi Sizhe is a little unmotivated, he is not a fool.
"It's pretty good, the company's products are on the market."
"What kind of product is it? I asked Siyao before, but she said she didn't ask you."
Qi Siyao glanced at Qi Sizhe. She was worried that Hengyu had not yet developed the product, so she didn't dare to ask specifically. Anyway, she knew everything she should know.
Heng Yu said calmly: "zero."
"Ah?" The duet was confused.
"zero was developed by me, and it is also my industry." Heng Yu repeated calmly.
"..." Qi Siyao was already in a daze. She, she, even though she knew that Yu'er had invested from Mr. Tang, she would never have thought it would be zero.
What zero means? It means a new generation of changes in the mobile phone industry, which is extremely pioneering. It is predicted by experts that this mobile phone can at least promote the development of the mobile phone industry in the past two decades.
In other words, the technology of zero is far beyond the development of the times for nearly twenty years.
Before, her grandfather, dad, uncle and others were all guessing the person behind Zero, but who knew that she actually recognized the person behind the scenes and was still so familiar with him.
"Why are you still standing at the door? Is there anyone who welcomes guests like this?" Qi Siming went downstairs and never saw Qi Siyao and the others welcome the guests in. When he looked at the door, he saw three people chatting outside the door and couldn't help but say.
"Okay." Qi Siyao felt that she wanted to slow down. She led the way in front and walked into the villa with Hengyu. While walking, she was still in a daze.
Qi Sizhe followed behind with a swagger. Heng Yu and the others had already entered the door. Qi Sizhe hooked Qi Siming's shoulder and leaned over and whispered: "Brother, you must have never thought that Zero is there." Chong Hengyu raised his chin with his back.
Qi Siming was stunned, "zero?"
"Yes, the head of Mengchu Group."
Qi Siming remembered that the recent profits of Qi Group in the education application software market have decreased because of the impact of Mengchu Group. He did not expect that he would meet the Chairman Mengchu who was dividing the cake at his grandfather’s birthday party today.
Unexpectedly young.
On Mr. Qi's birthday, all the juniors of the Qi family could come back. Chengjia is the in-laws of the Qi family. Mr. Cheng and Mr. Qi have been friends for many years. He also led several juniors of the Chengjia to celebrate their birthdays for their old friends.
Everyone was sitting in the living room chatting. Cheng Huaixi and Qi Xucheng were not sitting, but were standing next to a large blue and white porcelain vase ornament.
Cheng Huaixi smiled at Qi Xucheng and said, "Just just now, Siyao ran downstairs excitedly and said she wanted to pick up Hengyu, why didn't anyone come in for so long?"
"It's probably because they started chatting at the door. I also saw Sizhe going out too." Qi Xucheng smiled.
Cheng Huaixi looked back and saw no one. Just as he was about to turn around, he noticed a girl who looked familiar and nearly twenty years younger than she remembered came in with her daughter.
Cheng Huaixi couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his mouth, and an inexplicable emotion spread in his heart, making her heart beat violently.
"What's wrong?" Qi Xucheng noticed something strange and looked at Cheng Huaixi. However, Cheng Huaixi always stared blankly ahead. Qi Xucheng followed her gaze, and the same emotions as when he met Heng Yu at the banquet were once again spread in his heart.
This kid...
Why does he feel stuffy in his chest when he sees her twice?
Heng Yu noticed the eyes of the two, narrowed his eyes and looked at them. When he glanced at Cheng Huaixi and Qi Xucheng, he felt a little clear in his heart, but his eyebrows raised on his face and said hello with a smile, "Hello uncle and aunt."
Qi Siyao also noticed her parents. She gently pushed Heng Yu forward, "Mom, this is Heng Yu that I have always mentioned to you. Dad has seen it before." After saying this, she realized that she noticed the strangeness on her parents' faces and hesitated, "What's wrong?"
Qi Xucheng shook his head and said with a smile, "It's nothing." Cheng Huaixi seemed to have not heard Qi Siyao's words, walked over and patted Mr. Cheng on the shoulder, interrupting his conversation with Mr. Qi in a rude way, "Dad, look over there."
Heng Yu, Qi Siyao and others had already walked into the living room from the door. Mr. Cheng was a little dissatisfied and felt that his daughter was a little rude, but when his eyes fell on Heng Yu, his whole body was as dull as Cheng Huaixi just now.
Heng Yu ignored the two people's disobedience. She handed the calligraphy works in her hand to Mr. Qi, "Grandpa Qi, I am Shen Hengyu. Siyao has always hoped that I will come to Qi's family to meet you. I'm sorry for being busy with things before, and now I have time to come and visit you."
"You are Siyao's friend. You will be a guest when you come here. Why did you even bring gifts?" Mr. Qi waved his hand and smiled, his face full of warmth.
Heng Yu insisted on handing over, "This is a handwriting I wrote myself. I know that you like calligraphy and painting, so I can show off my skills in front of you, an expert. Just don't dislike it."
Mr. Qi smiled and said, "Don't dislike it or not. It turns out that it was written by you. Can grandpa open it now and take a look?" He was a little curious about the girl's level.
Heng Yu nodded, "It's okay, it's best if you can smile."
This girl could speak scenes. Mr. Qi was quite satisfied with his eldest granddaughter's friendship level. He opened the calligraphy and paintings very lightly when he saw the initial word "not worry", and he couldn't help but shout in his heart.
This calligraphy is quite unique.
Experts.
When he remembered that the calligraphy and paintings in his hand were written by such a girl in her early twenties, he became more fond of the calligraphy and paintings.
The calligraphy and paintings are fully unfolded, and the cursive writing is a sentence that Confucius said - don't worry about not having a position, but worry about being able to stand; don't worry about not knowing it yourself, so you can know it.
The meaning of this sentence is to say that you are not afraid of not getting a suitable position, but to see whether you have the right talents; you are not afraid of others not knowing you, but to see whether your talents can be known to everyone.
At the age of Mr. Qi, the meaning of this sentence can also be seen as "Only one can be developed, the status is comparable, and the confidant of others." This kind of praise makes Mr. Qi smile more than those obvious flatteries.
"The word is wonderful, and the choice is wonderful, and the person is even better." Mr. Qi is well aware of business mutual bragging.
"Thank you, Grandpa Qi, for the praise."
Mr. Qi was about to continue talking, but Mr. Cheng, who had been stunned by the side, suddenly patted his third son Cheng Huaijin's arm, and bounced up from the sofa with the pain, "Bastard, you dare to hide such a big thing from your father and me."
Cheng Huaijin looked puzzled, "Dad, no, I'm hiding something from you."
He seems to have not caused any trouble recently. The old man always has a little bit of a puzzle when he gets to the grade.
Mr. Cheng pulled the person over and gritted his teeth and asked, "Did you have a daughter outside that year and I'm embarrassed to bring it back?"
Cheng Huaijin: “…”
He plays games peacefully here, and even the pot can fall from the sky.
"Dad, I definitely don't." Cheng Huaijin denied it loudly, and was slapped by the old man with a sudden palm, "Why are you doing so loudly? You dare to yell at you, forget it, you dare to lie at the end of the matter."
He said, "Why are you doing so loud?", but Mr. Cheng's voice was louder, which directly attracted everyone's attention in the living room.
"I really..." Cheng Huaijin denied it. His eyes subconsciously turned out, and when they fell on Heng Yu, it was like a ghost, and the subsequent rebuttal could no longer be expressed.
Why does this young girl look so similar to his dead mother? It seems that her mother, who remembers the last moment, is standing in front of him at the age of twenty years younger.
Now Cheng Huaijin knew why he was suspected by Mr. Cheng. However, however... he really doesn't have such a big daughter.
Cheng San Shao could not refute for a moment. He could only blame his cynical image for being deeply rooted in people's hearts. In a short period of time, everyone's first reaction was to put the pot on his forehead.
"Dad, this must be a coincidence." Cheng Huaijin said, although this was so false that he didn't believe it.
Could it be...when did he really have a daughter? Which lover gave birth to him, Lier? Xueer?
To be continued...