Chapter 8: Contractual marriage (6)

Jiang Ruan immediately raised his eyes.
Then, she met the man's blue eyes, deep as the sea.
Gu Xichao's eyebrows were drooping, her stunning beauty turned against the light, and she could only see the contours of the nose bridge and the sharp jaws, which added a bit of temptation.
The other party's meaning is obvious.
What are you doing?
Jiang Ruan blinked, his pretty plain white face was full of innocence.
"Aren't you going to see Grandpa..." Shouldn't it be pretending to be a little bit?
She didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Gu Xichao could also understand. He didn't say much, just whispered: "Go in."
Elder Gu, who was on the second floor of the villa, was peeping from the floor-to-ceiling windows and peeping at the two people downstairs, namely Gu Xichao and Jiang Ruan.
The butler next to him looked embarrassed, "You, come down quickly, this is too dangerous."
He felt that this old man was getting more and more bearish, especially when he got older.
What I did this time was too much.
He directly said that he was dying of a critical illness, and asked them to trick the young master and the young lady.
He watched the old man's body leaping around and jumping around, and it was more than enough to live for more than ten years.
Hearing the housekeeper's words, Old Man Gu stared his eyes and waved: "Don't disturb me." Then he continued to turn to the window with a smile.
housekeeper:"……"
When he saw Jiang Ruan running over to hold Gu Xichao, he couldn't help but sigh, "Xi Chao and Ruan Er can finally stop me from worrying..."
After seeing Gu Xichao and Jiang Ruan walking inside, Old Man Gu hurriedly lay down on the bed, covered the quilt, and made a weak look.
He winked his eyes towards the housekeeper and whispered: "Put away the roast chicken and duck over there, especially don't let Xi Chao see it, that kid is fine!"
If he sees that he can still eat such greasy things, this brat would have doubts.
The butler's eyes twitched: "...Yes."
After a while.
Gu Xichao and Jiang Ruan went to Old Man Gu's room.
When he first saw Jiang Ruan, Old Man Gu was stunned, and even his beard trembled.
Dressed like a college student.
He almost didn't recognize this girl!
Then I looked at my grandson, his shirt, tie and black trousers, how formal and formal.
Father Gu: "..."
These two people don't match up.
Jiang Ruan took two steps forward and stood in front of Old Man Gu's bed. She smiled cleverly. She asked with some worry, "Grandpa, how are you feeling now?"
Old man Gu continued to say weakly: "It's okay, old man, I can't die for the time being...cough cough cough cough."
"Now, I just think about when will I be able to hold my great-grandson, so that even if the old man is dead, I will cough and cough."
"..." Jiang Ruan looked embarrassed, but smiled apologetically, and then tentatively said, "Grandpa, don't say that..."
How did she answer this!
Jiang Ruan turned his head in a daze, his pretty and dark eyes blinked, staring straight at Gu Xichao not far away.
The man glanced at Jiang Ruan, raised his hand against his thin lips, coughed, and the petal-like thin lips opened slightly. He exaggerated his tone and called out to Mr. Gu, "Grandpa."
Old man Gu stared, "You are a shameful grandson, what is your attitude, old man, is it wrong that I want to hug grandson?"
He got agitated and moved a little bit more, and as a result something fell on the bed.
Jiang Ruan and Gu Xichao looked over together.
After seeing what it was, Jiang Ruan's expression was a little hard to say.
"..."
Lying alone on the floor.
It's a pack of chicken feet with pickled peppers.