Chapter 1437 If You Don't Leave, I Won't Give up (45)

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As Xiaoqian and the others were queuing, Yang Zimei went straight forward, avoided the eyes of those queuing by using the blindfold method, and walked directly into the store.

In addition to the two guys who sold peach blossom cakes to customers at the window, there was also a middle-aged man in the store who was holding an abacus and bowing his head to calculate.

"Hello!"

Yang Zimei called out softly.

The middle-aged man raised his head in surprise, looked at her and said, "Little girl, is something wrong? If you want to buy peach blossom cakes, you have to get in line outside."

Seeing the middle-aged man in front of him, Yang Zimei was slightly startled.

In addition to being a little stronger in physique and fairer in skin, this man actually has five points of resemblance to his father, especially his slightly long eyes, which are exactly the same.

It's just that the eyes in front of me are more energetic and a bit more mature and sexy than my father's.

However, the shape is still the same, and the chin is about the same.

If two people stand together, people will definitely think that they are two brothers.

right!

Two brothers!

When Yang Zimei thought of this, her heart moved!

My guess has been almost 100% correct.

The people of Rong Hezhai are relatives to themselves.

"I'm not here to buy peach cake, I'm here to find your father."

Yang Zimei said directly.

"Looking for my father?"

The middle-aged man was a little surprised, "What is the little girl looking for him for?"

"Well, it's a very important thing, and I have to meet him before I say it."

The middle-aged man looked at her seriously, and found that she was serious and didn't mean to joke, so he stood up, "Okay, come with me!"

Yang Zimei glanced at Xuehu behind him.

Snow Lake nodded.

Yang Zimei followed the middle-aged man through the back door of Rong Hezhai and entered a big mansion by herself.

"By the way, little girl, what's your name?"

The middle-aged man turned his face and asked her with a pleasant face.

"Uncle, my name is Yang Zimei. My family calls me Niuniu. What's the name of my uncle?"

Yang Zimei's extremely well-behaved and sweet answer doubled the middle-aged man's affection for her. He thought to himself that if his daughter could have half of her, it would be a peace of mind.

"My name is Rong Qing."

The middle-aged man replied, "You can call me Uncle Rong."

"Hello, uncle!"

Yang Zimei let out a sweet cry again, but she was muttering in her heart.

It turns out that your real surname is Rong?

Rong Zimei?

Huh, that sounds pretty good.

Rong Qing took her to the living room of the house and asked her to sit down.

"Zi Mei, you have a cup of tea and wait. I'll go to the study and call my father out."

Rong Qing made her a pot of tea with his own hands, then got up and went to the study.

Yang Zimei held the teacup, thinking that she was about to meet her long-awaited biological grandfather, and she felt a little nervous.

Is the biological grandfather kind or stern?

Will he like himself, or will he hate the sudden appearance of an uninvited guest like him?

I really hope that my grandfather loves me as much as my uncle did to Zeng Hui, and makes up for the regret that I lacked grandpa's love since I was a child.

When she thought of Yang Bai, her grandfather in City A, she really had a headache.

When I was a child, scolding myself and my sister every day was a useless loser.

When he grew up and became rich, he used himself as an ATM again, and even threatened himself with his love affairs.

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