On Thursday afternoon, Liu Xiyue found Song Baojun in the classroom.

The Moon Goddess in the mouths of many fans seemed quite serious. She quietly watched Song Baojun pack up the textbook notes and said straight in one fell swoop: "Are you free? Come with me to your house."

Song Baojun's book almost fell to the ground: "Big girl, are you going to meet your parents? We haven't developed that fast yet, right?"

"Are you going?" Liu Xiyue said with her beautiful Jianshui pupils. Looking at her appearance, she would scratch his face with a disagreement.

Song Baojun refused half-truely, "Of course I want to go, but I haven't made any preparations yet. I just went to visit my father-in-law with nothing to do, for fear of slandering you."

"There is no need to prepare, I don't lack the little things you have in my house!"

"Then, I have to take a shower and change into a high-end suit, so as not to be looked down upon by my father-in-law."

Liu Xiyue hugged her hands: "My dad doesn't have the time to see you, it's my uncle. You don't need to change your clothes. The more stupid, the more ordinary, the better."

"Is it uncle who wants to meet? I don't seem to have anything to do with him, right?" Song Baojun seemed even more confused.

"I'll explain to you later." Liu Xiyue grabbed his wrist and dragged it out.

Song Baojun hurriedly said, "Hey, my book has not been packed yet."

"Your Song Baojun's name is written on it. Who dares to touch it if you throw it into the trash can?" Liu Xiyue sneered.

That's right. Song Baojun has been in the limelight for a while, and even Ke Yuwei, a madman who occupied the seat, was also disgraced. There are few people in the Chinese department who dared to challenge Song Baojun's majesty. What's the point of putting a few books in the classroom?

Sitting in the fashionable and luxurious Porsche 911, Liu Xiyue started the car and said with a little anger: "Ye Chengqi's incompetent thing, let my uncle know about our relationship. Now my uncle wants to see who you are."

"What's the matter?" Song Baojun didn't care at all and reached out to put his hand on the strong thigh of the Moon Goddess.

Liu Xiyue was surprisingly unresisting and let him caress his strange hands, saying, "My uncle has a very high-minded and strict attitude. He is much more powerful than the group of sluts in Wuyi. Don't think that if you have some talent, you can catch his eyes."

Song Baojun felt the wonderful taste from his palm and said, "Don't worry, Xiaomei, I can even pass Zhu Lao, let alone others."

"That's just a different matter!" Liu Xiyue shouted sternly.

Seeing Song Baojun retracting his hand in surprise, she sighed and said slowing down: "My uncle was recently promoted to the governor of Xianghu Province. He recently had time to take my brother back to Chazhou to find a famous doctor to treat his illness. He stayed at my house for a few days. I heard that Ye Buchengqi said about this, so I want to see you."

Song Baojun couldn't help but lose his grace and said, "It's really serious."

It was not long ago that Liu Xiyue's uncle Liu Chongshan was already the executive vice governor of Xianghu Province at the age of 45. Now he has been promoted to another level and is a true rank of officials. He has a bright future and is incalculable.

No wonder Ye Chengqi is so tight.

"Please cheer me up, don't be careless, but underestimate it for my uncle." Liu Xiyue snorted.

She said it was lightly, but in fact she had experienced a huge uproar at home.

The Ye family in Xiangjing and the Liu family in Chazhou have some interactions. In order to improve his status in the family, Ye Chengqi came up with the idea of ​​marrying the Liu family. With Liu Chongshan's current "progressive" trend, Ye Chengqi is probably still rising.

After the last Wuyi gathering, Ye Chengqi, who was generous on the surface, was severely slapped by Song Baojun. He was a pride of heaven since he was a child. How could he swallow this anger? Moreover, it also involved his "marriage plan", so he could not make any mistakes.

This time, Liu Chongshan and his son returned to Chazhou for treatment, and they had to take some time to meet some old friends and colleagues from the past. Ye Chengqi was the one who vowed to marry Liu Xiyue as his wife, so he naturally tried every means to meet his future uncle.

Ye Chengqi, one of the heads of the Wuyi Association, was a famous young talent in Xiangjing, and one of the candidates for the successor of the Ye family. Liu Chongshan's meeting him was also a perfect idea.

The meeting time was only five minutes. During these five minutes, Ye Chengqi first greeted Uncle Liu on behalf of his father, and then talked about his ideas about the young generation's entrepreneurship. Finally, a few simple sentences vaguely explained his goodwill to Liu Xiyue, and also mentioned that the Liu family girl was in love recently.

Liu Chongshan originally had a casual attitude, but in the end he became alert. Why? His son became a dementia patient due to a car accident, which meant he had no hope. His niece Liu Xiyue was the one who loved the most.

For a female college student who is studying, falling in love is a big deal. And in a family like Liu Chongshan, you have to be more cautious.

Because he could not guarantee who treats his niece sincerely, who is coming for his power, and who is simple on the surface actually contains the evil intentions of political enemies.

When she returned home, Liu Chongshan immediately asked her niece, and Liu Xiyue denied it first, but she couldn't stand Liu Chongshan's power. She said that she had gotten along well with an ordinary boy in the class recently, but the two were not in a romantic relationship. Liu Chongshan asked her to take her home to see it.

Along the way, Liu Xiyue was worried and kept talking, "My uncle, I have no other skills, I really like to train people. You must withstand the pressure and don't pee your pants after being scolded by him."

"Uh-huh."

"Also, if he interrogates your family, he must tell the truth. He can't talk nonsense and brag about how powerful he is."

Song Baojun said: "No matter how awesome I am, can I surpass my uncle? I must be honest and dare not brag anymore."

"It's good that you know." Liu Xiyue gave him a blank look and continued: "My uncle doesn't like to talk about work at home. Don't just think you're very smart and talk about politics with him. In short, you can answer whatever he asks."

Song Baojun nodded repeatedly.

"There's another thing." Liu Xiyue's expression was very serious: "My uncle brought my brother back to treat the disease. I have to explain this to you in advance, otherwise it will be difficult to do if I say the wrong thing at that time. Uh... My brother encountered a serious car accident when he was twelve years old, and his brain... Uh, it's equivalent to a four or five-year-old child."

Song Baojun hurriedly said, "It's so pitiful, I hope it can be cured."

"I'm thankful for your good words!" Liu Xiyue said: "In recent years, my uncle and aunt took him to seek medical treatment and medicine, but there was no effect. I've long since I had no hope."

Liu Xiyue's home is more than half an hour away from Chazhou University, located in the Banyue Garden Community at No. 49 Oleander Road. Liu Xiyue's father bought a villa with a yard here.

The car parked at the door, with a double-open iron door, and the surrounding walls were covered with vines, full of greenery. You can see the dense crowns of several big trees inside, and the red wall spire of the small villa is hidden in it.

Liu Xiyue snorted the horn, the iron door opened automatically inward, and the car drove in.

First, there was a spacious courtyard with a few willows planted, which happened to be her surname. The walls were filled with flower pots, which were all common flowers and plants that were visible to the family.

A three-story European-style villa looks very grand. An aunt in her thirties and forties stood at the door with her head down, looking humble and careful.

Song Baojun gradually merged with several personalities and expanded a little, but now he became timid again. He was nervous for a moment and asked quietly: "Is there anything to pay attention to?"

When Liu Xiyue came into contact with him, she couldn't help but feel funny and said, "Are you still afraid?"

Song Baojun scratched his head: "I'm afraid of causing trouble for you, but I'm not afraid of others."

Liu Xiyue pinched the soft flesh on his waist and smiled and said, "You are obedient, it's not in vain that my sister loves you."

After the two got out of the car, the aunt opposite whispered: "Miss is back."

"Well, is my uncle here?" Liu Xiyue asked while opening the back seat door and taking out her carry-on bag.

"Sir is waiting for you inside." said the middle-aged aunt.

"Yes." Liu Xiyue led Song Baojun to cross several steps covered with white marble.

On both sides of the steps are rows of flower pots, including white jasmine, bright red camellia, tender yellow and cute fortune trees, and vigorous green phoenix tail bamboo. It can be seen that the owner here must be a flower lover.

It is already late autumn, and the climate in Chazhou is still cool and pleasant.

The poplar trees in the yard have green leaves that refuse to fall, and yellow leaves swaying among them. Together with the beautiful flowers and plants, the most fashionable and bright colors are shining everywhere.

It was past five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was softer, and the canopy and roof were dyed with fiery red colors. The old walls showed a quiet golden light, with the beauty that made people doubt the stagnation of time.

Song Baojun stretched his head and looked around, sighed for a moment, and praised: "Small girl, you are really suitable for the twenty-four winds here. Flowers bloom like flowers on 360 days. A good place and a good place to live!"

Liu Xiyue was obviously stunned and said, "If you weren't for your always insanity, I would have thought you and my dad were the same person. Not only did you argue, but you even said the tone of praise."

"Is there any? I really think this courtyard is well arranged." Song Baojun sighed: "It would be great if I could live here."

Liu Xiyue thought he had something else to say, and suddenly her pretty face flushed and chuckled, "As long as you can handle my uncle, what's the point of living here?"

As he said that, he grabbed his wrist and walked in, pressed the quaint and smooth bronze handle, and pushed open the thick oak door.

Next to it is a porch combining glass and wooden cabinets. The marble laid on both sides is round and bright. Lighted and created a romantic atmosphere unique to the stone. A small bamboo basket full of lavender is placed on the side, emitting a faint fragrance.

"Is this designed by your dad?" Song Baojun asked.

"Yes, how do you know?"

Song Baojun said: "Don't ask me how I know. I'm just thinking about why your father's body has a crazy daughter like you."

"Shut up, I can't kill you if you talk nonsense!" Liu Xiyue's face covered with Yan Shuang, and quickly changed the color inside, shouting happily: "Uncle! I'm back!"

"Oh, I'm back in detail." A calm voice sounded.
Chapter completed!