Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Zhai Li stood behind the two of them, looking at them, hiding the sadness in his eyes well.

He leaned down, coughed a few times, and said in a hoarse voice: "Is this your boyfriend, Jiaoyang?"

Jiaoyang?

The old housekeeper who was trying to please Mr. Zhai paused and turned his eyes in disbelief.

Isn't that the woman's name? Why does Zhai always call this girl that?

Could it be that this girl is not the granddaughter of that woman, but that she is that woman?

But how is it possible!

How could someone's appearance remain unchanged even after thirty years? How could someone be a monster? ! The most important thing is that that woman was reported on the news everywhere, and she was definitely dead!

If that's the case, why does Mr. Zhai still call this woman Jiaoyang? Mr. Zhai is just in poor health, but that doesn't mean his brain is also confused.

Could it be that Mr. Zhai was overly worried and unwilling to admit that the woman was dead, so he saw the woman's granddaughter many years later and thought she was back?

"Zhai, Mr. Zhai."

The old housekeeper hesitated for a while, seeing that the girl didn't refute, and didn't know whether to expose this white lie or let this lie continue.

In the end, he was defeated by Mr. Zhai. Amid a violent cough, the old housekeeper let him catch his breath with tears in his eyes.

"Um."

Jiaoyang nodded, although her face was filled with disgust, she still agreed.

She took Sriyaan's hand and introduced him to him with a smile, just like a long-lost junior bringing his boyfriend to meet his elders.

"Uncle Zhai, he is my boyfriend, his name is Sriya'an."

Sriyaan was stunned, feeling a little hesitant in his heart.

Uncle Zhai?

Zhai Li swallowed the bitterness in his heart and smiled at her. At the same time, he felt that the name sounded familiar.

"Sriyan." He muttered the name silently, trying hard to smile, which was a little forced. "You must like him very much."

The word "boyfriend" came out of her mouth, which they had worked hard all their lives to call, and they didn't expect it to come out of her mouth.

"Of course," Jiao Yang smiled and raised her chin, then shook Sriya'an's arm and turned to look at him meaningfully, "If you don't like him, how can you fall in love with him."

Sriyan's heart trembled slightly.

Did he misunderstand? Why does it feel like meeting parents?

"Yes." Zhai Li lowered his head, covering up the emotions in his eyes, and said softly, "It matches you very well."

They seemed to be about the same age, the girl was the same age, and the man was only five or six years older than her. They were a perfect match in every aspect.

"Thank you," Jiaoyang smiled brightly and took Sriya'an's hand. "In this case, I have finished what I need to do, so we will leave first. Nice to meet you, beautiful Uncle Zhai, looking forward to us. The next time we meet.”

If she doesn't leave, her and Sriya'an's identities will be recognized.

As a fugitive, it is better to retain a sense of mystery.

Jiaoyang led Sriyaan to the door. Zhai Li suddenly spoke, unable to hide his excitement: "Are you leaving so soon? If you don't stay, talk about the past, what I mean is, let me know more about the present." Just do it as an elder."

Zhai Li looked at Sriyaan who was holding hands with her, and finally added.

The old housekeeper was about to cry but had no tears. Why did Mr. Zhai become sober now and then sober up again? Then in front of Mr. Zhai, should he treat the girl as the woman she once was or as her child?