Although Qu Xiaojue is well aware of these inside stories and has never cared about them too much, but...

This does not mean that Huo Fei can openly have such an idea on him.

Putting down his chopsticks, he completely lost his appetite. He looked straight at the past. The gentleness in his eyes when he mentioned Liu Zhenying was gone. Instead, they were wrapped in a thick layer of oppression and sharpness. He said bluntly: "Auntie, if you treat me and Zhenying,

If you have any opinions about Hao's marriage, you can just say it."

"You kid, you think too much. As your aunt, I will naturally be happy if you marry a wife and have children. I don't have any objections at any time."

Huo Fei smiled unhurriedly, and touched Qu Yirong's little head, making him look at everyone in confusion, and then heard her continue: "I just stand from the woman's point of view.

The woman thought about it and felt that it would be inappropriate to get engaged too hastily. If nothing else, just chatting after dinner in Nancheng District was enough for her to bear."

"You are a boy, and when you meet a girl you like, you may be too eager to marry her home, so you don't think too much about it. But your parents passed away early, and as an elder, my aunt needs to make arrangements for you.

of."

Throughout the whole process, Huo Fei's expression remained that of a female elder's kindness and stability, as if she really couldn't see any selfishness: "Of course, I just suggest that you postpone the engagement. After all, our Qu family

It’s not a small family, so you still have to carefully select the person who can become your wife. As the saying goes, a virtuous wife will last three generations, so it’s better to do a careful inspection.”

After speaking, she smiled appropriately: "These are just my aunt's suggestions. If you are willing to adopt them, they are naturally the best. If you are not willing, it will naturally be based on the wishes of the two of you."

Such a paragraph, no matter which sentence it is, is for the benefit of Qu Xiaojue, but the ultimate purpose is to delay the engagement of the two people.

If he were a normal junior, even if he knew what Huo Fei was thinking, he would probably tolerate it a little.

But Qu Xiaojue has never been a tolerant person.

He was very outspoken, imitating Liu Zhenyi's straightforward and unabashed look, slightly raising his eyebrows and smiling: "If my aunt is really worried about Zhenyi's hasty engagement with me, then she can prepare it at the engagement banquet.

A generous meeting gift can be considered as a way to enhance my fiancée’s appearance, so as not to make everyone look bad when the time comes."

This is a reminder and a warning of deformation.

Huo Fei naturally understood, but felt that Qu Xiaojue did not understand her.

However, she still picked up the food on the table as if nothing had happened and responded calmly: "This is natural."

"Then I'll thank Auntie Zhenying in advance."

"You're welcome."

Huo Fei felt that this meal was a little out of control, and even seemed a bit like compensating his wife and losing the army.

But she didn't dare to say anything in front of Mr. Qu. After all, if her little thoughts were more obvious, she might not be able to escape the old man's discernment.

The old man is just getting older, not that his thinking has deteriorated. He still controls the main power of the Qu family and has not completely let go.

But Huo Fei didn't know that even though she thought she was careful and prudent, she was still clearly controlled by Mr. Qu.

Those squinted eyes were turbid and sharp, and they seemed to flash across her body. Without attracting her attention, Qu Lao lowered his head again and continued to eat.

After the meal, Mr. Qu naturally called Qu Xiaojue into the study. There were many well-preserved brocade boxes on the desk, which contained everything from antiques to jewelry.

Mr. Qu was sitting behind the desk, waved his hand, and said teasingly: "You brat, didn't you still think about cheating your grandfather for the Liu family girl at the dinner table? Now let you choose, what to choose, at the engagement banquet

I’ll give you whatever you want.”

"Then I'll thank you grandpa first."

Qu Xiaojue didn't know what it meant to be embarrassed at all. He took a step forward, glanced over the brocade box one by one, and finally picked out three or four items that Liu Zhenying would like.

Mr. Qu didn't need to say a word, he just took it away, and said very brazenly: "You must give these to me first, and let me take them back to play with my wife, and you can give the rest to me when the time comes."
Chapter completed!