Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me

Chapter 756 Playing the Violin

Fu Nanli put his hands in his trouser pockets, and his expression was faint: "That's my job duty."

There is no meaning to shake hands with you.

Qiu Ya pursed her lips, retracted her hand, and smirked.

Fu Huaiyong grinds his teeth with anger. The stinky boy doesn't give face to others, nor does he give face to the old man.

"Xiaoya is a violinist. Like your father, don't you like to do art? You should have a common language."

Fu Nanli smiled on the surface, "I am not very interested in art. My girlfriend is a pipa player. Maybe Ms. Qiu has time to chat with my girlfriend, and she should have a common language."

Fu Huaiyong's face sank.

Qiu Ya's expression was also fleeting and a touch of embarrassment, and soon returned to smile, "Can I have that opportunity?"

Fu Nanli: "One of you is Western music and the other is folk music, and you may not be able to talk about going together."

Qiu Ya smiled: "Art does not distinguish between East and West."

Fu Nanli raised his hand to look at his watch: "It's late, Grandpa, can I have dinner?"

Fu Huaiyong greeted Uncle Li: "Let's have dinner."

Uncle Li and Aunt Rong hurriedly went to the kitchen to bring dishes.

Qiu Ya was arranged to sit beside Fu Nanli.

Ye Minqiu came downstairs, seeing this strange aura, his brows jumped, the old man is planning a blind date for Nan Li, she really has no appetite to see the expression of her son's squalid.

Father, why bother? Why bother to fight against your grandson?

She pressed Fu Nanli's shoulders: "You sit opposite, and I will sit with Xiaoya."

Qiu Ya wanted to say something but stopped. Auntie can't do it.

Fu Nanli immediately got up and sat on the opposite side.

There were four people on the table, two of them with relaxed expressions, and two of them were hard to say.

Fu Huaiyong glanced at his daughter-in-law displeasedly, "Is it okay to let their young people sit together? They have a common language."

Ye Minqiu pretended to be sad: "Dad, do you mean I am old?"

How could Fu Huaiyong ever speak to a daughter-in-law who has always been eloquent, "I didn't say you are old."

Fu Nanli: "You are not old, you look at most forty."

Ye Minqiu said lightly: "Last I went to the beauty salon, my masseuse said that I looked at most thirty. Why did you give me ten years out of thin air?"

"Others want to make your money, so they naturally pick what you want to hear and say, don't you be naive enough to believe in everything, right?"

Ye Minqiu said softly, "It's harder to make you say something nice than it is to go to heaven."

The mother and the son were talking in each other, as if they had deliberately prevented Qiu Ya from interrupting.

Ye Minqiu knows more about his son. This kid has Wen Qiao alone in his eyes, and others can't see him anymore. Why should he be an unreasonable elder?

Fu Huaiyong gave a light tusk and finally said, "Min Qiu, this is your way of hospitality? How can you be cold?"

Qiu Ya hurriedly said: "Grandpa Fu, it's okay. I like to listen to my aunt and Nan Li talking."

Ye Minqiu's brows are smiling. This girl has good wrists and is much better than He Qian and He Yan. At least it is not offensive on the face. Who doesn't like a well-behaved girl who is knowledgeable?

I hope she will not be obsessed with He Yan, and like her son who is cold-blooded except for Wen Qiao.

Although Qiu Ya was sensible, Fu Nanli was indifferent to it. She lowered her eyes, pinching the chopsticks with her slender fingers, slowly holding the dishes on the plate.

Ye Minqiu occasionally said to Qiu Ya, "I heard that he played the violin?"

(End of this chapter)