Chapter 1252: The daughter of the maid VS the chaebol III 7
Si Yunting raised his head and glanced at Shu Ange. There seemed to be a twinkling galaxy hidden in her smiling eyes.
"Am I complimenting you?"
"Uh... I'm sorry, I was wrong."
It's really hard to serve... Shu Ange apologized with a sweet smile, silently complaining about Cheese Yunting.
After finally waiting for Si Yunting to eat dinner, she tidied up the table briefly, and then began to eat in the kitchen.
While eating, Shu Ange continued to open the crazy rant mode in his heart.
Where is Si Yunting recruiting maids? He is obviously recruiting almighty robots. He needs to be proficient in all eight kinds of martial arts, and he has to be able to endure his mean character.
After eating, Shu Ange continued to start the endless cleaning work.
Si Yunting stood in the study, looking at the dazzling bookshelves, a trace of unknown emotion rolled in his eyes.
He raised his hand slightly and took a book from the top shelf of the bookshelf - a fairy tale book with an old cover and neat pages without a single fold.
Si Yunting's age is not suitable for fairy tale books with colorful and childish style, but he holds the book, lives on a rattan wooden chair, and reads it carefully.
This is a fairy tale about a prince and a princess. The prince who fought through thorns and difficulties finally rescued the beautiful princess and held a grand wedding with her.
When reading the fairy tale book, Si Yunting's facial lines softened a lot.
He still remembered that afternoon in his childhood, his mother held him in her arms tenderly, and read to him the stories in the book softly, while his father sat beside him and played the violin.
This was the warmest and most beautiful scene in his memory, but it disappeared with an accident.
The sky-high firelight, loud noises, and head-scratching screams all rushed into his ears. Si Yunting closed his eyes, closed the fairy tale book, and stretched out his hands to massage the temples on both sides.
The phone rang, disrupting Si Yunting's thoughts. He glanced at the screen and pressed the answer button.
"Grandpa, do you have anything to do with me?"
Compared with his appearance when he was talking to others, when Si Yunting talked to his grandfather, his tone was obviously a little more warm.
"Yun Ting, your grandma is ill, you go home quickly."
"Grandma is sick?"
Si Yunting sat up straight, put the fairy tale book on the table, frowned slightly, showing a little anxiety.
"Yes, come back as soon as possible, I'll hang up first."
Si Dasheng hung up the phone and sighed, thinking of the boss lying on the hospital bed, his chest was stuffy, and he was rolling with an indescribable feeling of melancholy.
In the villa, Shu Ange was cleaning the living room when hurried footsteps suddenly sounded. When she looked up, she saw Si Yunting hurried downstairs.
"Young Master Yun, do you have any orders?"
"I'm going out."
Si Yunting went downstairs and adjusted the famous watch on his wrist, without even looking at Shu Ange.
After a while, the sound of the car engine starting came from outside the door. Shu Ange was holding a broom in confusion, unable to guess why he went out in a hurry.
After cleaning the living room, Shu Ange started to organize the study. When she saw the faded fairy tale book on the table, she felt a strange emotion in her heart.
Does Si Yunting still read fairy tales in private?
She raised her head and glanced at the door subconsciously, then closed the fairy tale book and put it back on the shelf.
After working here for a period of time, Shu Ange also gained a lot of experience.
It's best not to touch Si Yunting's things, he is almost morbidly concerned about personal privacy.
After returning to the old house of the Si family, Si Yunting got out of the luxury car and walked towards the villa with long legs. The servants kept greeting him along the way, and he just nodded.
After entering the living room, Si Yunting saw his long-lost uncle, cousins, and even some distant relatives and friends.
"Yun Ting, you're finally back. Grandma has been waiting for you for a long time. It's not like your uncle said you. Grandma loves you so much. Don't always focus on work."
Si Yunyi folded his arms, followed his father's words and answered strangely: "Dad, you don't know something, the third brother is usually very busy. After all, the company can leave anyone, but the third brother cannot be separated."
"Enough, Yun Ting, hurry up and go upstairs, your grandma has been waiting for you for a long time."
Old Master Si's calm and serious voice sounded, and Si Yunyi closed his mouth embarrassedly, and the others did not dare to say nasty words.
It can be said that the entire Si's group was beaten down by the old man and the young man with one punch and one kick. Later, the eldest son also contributed a lot, and then Si Yunting was next.
With the old man in one day, they really dare not do anything out of the ordinary.
After going upstairs, Si Yunting greeted the old man and walked into grandma's house lightly.
Grandma is getting old. When she went downstairs alone yesterday, she suddenly fell and broke her leg.
Grandma Si didn't like to go to the hospital, so the Si family invited the best orthopaedic doctor to come for diagnosis and treatment, and performed the operation in the old house of the Si family. Hospital.
When Si Yunting entered the door, he couldn't help feeling unbearable when he saw the pale grandmother lying on the bed with a sallow face and pale lips.
Mr. Si walked to the hospital bed softly and put his hand on Grandma Si's wrist: "Wife, Yun Ting is here."
After hearing the call, Grandma Si opened her eyes with difficulty, turned to look at Si Yunting, and tried to get up with her hands on the bed. "
"Grandma, don't move, I'm here."
Si Yunting knelt on one knee on the ground, leaned over and grabbed Grandma Si's hand, his eyes were full of worry.
Grandma Si squeezed her grandson's hand tightly with a pale and feeble smile: "Yun Ting, grandma is useless when she's old, she can fall when she walks."
"No, grandma, you are the most powerful grandma in the world, how can it be useless, it's just an accident."
Grandma Si sighed, her eyes showing a bit of gloom: "Oh, old age is useless, and I don't know if grandma can stand up again in the future. Yun Ting, grandma and grandpa are getting older and older. No other wish, I just want to see you kids get married and start a business."
Facing grandma's earnest gaze, looking at her weak body and withered look, Si Yunting sighed, but he couldn't say what he refused.
"Yun Ting, it's not grandma's long-winded, grandma knows that you young people like to play and don't like to get engaged early. But your grandfather and I are getting old, I really don't know if we can open our eyes until you get married. I can rest assured that you can have someone by your side."
"grandmother……"
Si Yunting grabbed his grandma's hand, a lot of words were blocked in his heart, and he didn't know where to start.
Si Dasheng tucked the quilt for his wife and child, and said dotingly, "Shufang, don't worry about Yun Ting. He will bring back a well-educated grandson-in-law."