Chapter 1246: Chapter 1246: Don’t Steal My Brother Xu (5)
Right after he finished speaking, Xiu Xi, who was sitting beside Jiaojiao, frowned and looked over. Tsk tsk, that gaze was truly quite intimidating.
Duan Qianyang found his reaction extremely amusing, lowered his head and sipped his tea, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curl up.
Jiaojiao blushed, and shyly said, "No."
Indeed, she had never received a confession from the opposite sex. Back in junior high, Yang Tao had received several love letters, Ruan Lei and Lu Zishu also had, and for Xiu Xi, it goes without saying. Although he was cold, he was so good-looking, many people confessed to him, and many secretly admired him.
But she, to this day, had not received a single love letter, or a single confession.
Thinking of this, Jiaojiao couldn’t help but touch her own little face. By all means, when she grows up she should be a fair, rich, and beautiful woman, she should have been pretty when she was little too, why had no one confessed to her?
Could it be because she was too young?
Jiaojiao thought about it and felt this might really be the reason, perhaps things would improve as she grew older.
Of course, at that time Jiaojiao didn’t know that Ruan Lei and Lu Zishu, Xiu Xi, including Ruan Feng, had spent the whole year intimidating male classmates away from her. To them, any male who got close to her was harboring ill intentions.
So don’t even mention confessions or love letters, getting within three steps of her was not permitted.
Xiu Xi didn’t like to talk, Duan Qianyang wanted to learn more about him, so he chatted with Jiaojiao. The more they talked, the more he discovered this little girl was really quite likable.
She always spoke with a smile, her voice was neither fast nor slow, and when listening to others, she would look into their eyes, listening earnestly.
The Duan Family had three siblings. The second master of the Duan family had a boy. The third sister of the Duan family seemed to have married someone from this area too, though he wasn’t very clear on the details. They had a pair of boy-and-girl twins, and the nephew passed away five or six years ago. He had seen that little girl a few times, she seemed gloomy, didn’t like to talk, completely unlike the sweetly speaking girl in front of him.
People’s hearts are made of flesh, and perhaps it’s due to fondness for her loved ones, Duan Qianyang really liked Jiaojiao in front of him.
After the waiter served the first dish, which he rarely served to others first, he gave a piece to the little girl, "Jiaojiao looks too skinny, eat more."
"Thank you, Uncle Duan. Uncle Duan, you eat too, this is wild game raised on the hill behind our house, only our family has it around here, try it, it’s very tasty."
"Okay." Duan Qianyang smiled, lowered his head, and ate a bit. Although he had already eaten, he had to admit that the dish did taste quite good, tender and chewy.
He wasn’t someone who cared much about food and drink, but with Jiaojiao’s enthusiastic introduction, he ended up eating more than half a bowl of rice and also noticed how his cold-faced son was taking care of Jiaojiao throughout. His demeanor...he couldn’t help but sigh, truly, one thing subdues another.
After the meal, Jiaojiao also had the restaurant send over some sour plum soup; it was chilled, sour and sweet, and quite refreshing.
"Uncle Duan, this sour plum soup is also brewed by our family, and that hawthorn is from the mountains too, try it, it’s very refreshing."
The pity was that she couldn’t drink anything iced. After introducing it to Duan Qianyang, she turned her head and eagerly gazed at the sour plum soup in front of Xiu Xi, really wanting to have a tiny taste.