At that time, when she was young, she only saw the appearance of their adults. In front of their grandmother, men respected women, had strong affinity and gentle smiles.

    No wonder many people don''t want to grow up!

    On the second floor of jujube red, Aunt Wang took Qingyao''s hand and went in.

    In the hall, Aunt Wang went inside to invite Yun Xianrong.

    Qingyao took a deep breath and followed him to yunxianrong''s study.

    Aunt Wang raised her hand and gently knocked at the door: "Chairman, Qingyao is back and waiting outside the door. I want to say hello to you."

    After knocking on the door, Aunt Wang turned back and smiled at Qingyao: "it''s the eldest lady who hurts the chairman in the end. She won''t see anyone at this time."

    Qingyao smiled back at her and didn''t say anything.

    The jujube red door opened silently, but what came out was not grandma yunxianrong, but a very young and exquisite face. Wearing a peach dress, yunziqin was as beautiful as a pink peach blossom.

    "The second young lady is here too?" Aunt Wang was stunned and looked embarrassed. She looked at yunziqin and Qingyao and whispered, "you talk. I''ll prepare tea."

    Yunziqin''s face was cold: "No."

    Looking at Qingyao again, "my big star sister is finally here. Come on in. Grandma is waiting."

    Qingyao looked at the fake smile piled up on her face, just like the feeling of the bad Daji when he appeared in the list of gods when he was a child.

    Tet was flustered.

    Grinning, Qingyao steps in.

    Yun Xianrong sat behind the desk. The conservative purple cheongsam sewn by Yun family''s ancient clothes made her Duanxian''s temperament more elegant. She held a wolf Hao between her well maintained fingers and signed on a lotus lotus picture. Her white hair was pulled neatly, and there was no messy hair at the back of her neck.

    Qingyao walked forward, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his neck: "grandma."

    Yunxianrong looked up and looked at Qingyao: "well, when did you arrive?"

    "As soon as I arrived, I came."

    Yun Xianrong continued to write and finally ended a poem. She slowly put down her pen, looked at the picture for a while, smiled and saw Yao, "come and see if this poem is worthy of this lotus picture?"

    "Grandma, you know I''m not very good at calligraphy and painting..."

    Qingyao smiles modestly. She is not self humble. The key is that she doesn''t understand at all.

    Yunziqin stepped forward, stood beside yunxianrong, and looked carefully at the block letters on it: "spring hearts don''t compete for flowers, one inch of Acacia and one inch of ash. Grandma, the title of this poem is wonderful. It was just looking at the scenery. Because of this poem, love came out again. Love and scenery complement each other, which is very beautiful."

    Qing Yao''s stomach Fei: Ma, what a classic quotation of a dog leg!

    Gu Zi also walked forward and looked at it for a while: "it''s beautiful!"

    Yunxianrong didn''t respond to their evaluation. She put down the pen. Yunziqin quickly reached out to pick it up, skillfully washed the pen and put it in the air.

    Qingyao takes back his eyes from the painting and turns to yunziqin. Seeing her pious face helping grandma clean up the table, he only feels a burst of laughter in his heart.

    He endured it for several times before he restrained his smile.

    Yunxianrong wiped her hands with a wet towel, came out from behind the desk, pointed to the sofa and motioned to Qingyao: "come and sit down!"

    Qingyao sees yunziqin sitting on the big chair yunxianrong just sat on. They look at each other. Yunziqin''s smiling face looks very superior. Qingyao doesn''t bird her and walks to the sofa area where yunxianrong goes.

    Yun Xianrong sat down on the single sofa she used to use, and Qingyao sat down rigidly opposite her.

    "You''ve been busy lately?" Yun Xianrong said in a casual and gentle tone.

    Qingyao is a little flattered.

    In other words, from small to large, on yunxianrong''s face, Qingyao never understood what gentleness is.

    Qingyao inadvertently looked at Yun Xianrong''s face. She hasn''t seen much in three years. She is more energetic than what she occasionally sees on TV. She''s not like nearly 80. She can''t guess the meaning of Yun Xianrong. Qingyao replied: "generally, the work is almost the same."

    Yunziqin, sitting in the big class chair at the desk, chuckled and said, "my sister has become a big star, but she has learned to be modest, but she has always been modest and is an outsider. Today, you are sitting in front of us, but our brothers and sisters'' own grandmother. Save these scenes."

    Qingyuan glanced at her secretly and didn''t answer her.

    "What Ziqin said is true?" Yun Xianrong said.

    "What?" Qingyao Mengbi.

    Yunziqin''s voice was inserted again: "big star! Your publicity team is really good. It''s top of the whole public relations department of our company. What''s the ''super new jade girl Xiao Wei'' and what''s the ''beautiful woman in the advertising office over the fairy''. This gimmick is comparable to the top show in the fashion industry. Your information is all over the screen. Sister is great. The big star of the big fire."

    Qingyuan stealthily glances at Yun Xianrong. Her eyelids are hanging, her eyebrows are locked with Chengchuan characters, one hand is on the armrest on one side of the sofa, the other hand is on her knee, and her index finger and thumb twist slowly and rhythmically.

    This is Yun Xianrong''s habitual reaction to things. In the past, she gave Qingyao design questions. Qingyao''s painting was unsatisfactory. When she was dissatisfied with her ideas, she often thought about it as now. The look on her face was obviously dissatisfied, but she never lost her temper,

    At the moment, Qingyuan doesn''t understand her dissatisfaction.

    I haven''t been able to satisfy her many times since I was a child. Three years ago, I took the initiative to quit and let yunziqin, who is now famous in the fashion industry, be her successor. Now even if she is dissatisfied with yunziqin, she is right. She has a gross relationship with a abandoned daughter of the cloud family who has been expelled by the cloud family!

    Moreover, Qingyao can''t stand the strange tone of yunziqin at the moment.

    Labor and capital have become stars. Labor and capital haven''t blocked the bright road you wanted since you were a child. You''re here to kick a ball!

    After all, grandma Yun Xianrong was present. Qingyao didn''t dare to make a visit. He lazily raised his eyebrows and looked at Ziqin: "then?"

    "My sister suddenly became a big star. Wouldn''t she think she was winning glory for our cloud family?" Yun Ziqin laughed.

    Qingyao impatient: "What I do is my own business. The company doesn''t need my incompetent children to win glory. I know it like a mirror in my heart. Because of the limitations of my current work, external rumors may be hard to hear, and I still know it clearly. Therefore, I specially removed all my surnames from the stage names in front of the public in order not to bring any criticism to the company. Don''t worry, don''t worry Yes, and never will. "

    "Knowing that there will be ugly rumors, we should strangle them in the cradle in advance. Grandma and I have made much efforts for the reputation of the company. As the original successor of the company, you don''t have to help. Should you pay more attention to your personality when you are outside?"

    "Yun Ziqin, what''s wrong with your mind? Why do you lose the personality of the cloud family as an artist? Which show of the company doesn''t pay a lot of money to invite famous artists to support it?"

    "You don''t understand that the company invites them to come, but makes use of their commercial value to earn profits. It''s hard to say. The so-called artists are just human goods. What''s the difference between them and the goods on the shelves in the mall!"

    "Yunziqin you -" Qingyao was so angry at her insulting words that he almost burst out in front of his grandmother.

    Just then, Yun Xianrong shouted, "enough! Shut up!"

    The two stopped their verbal attack, but their eyes were still in the air.

    "The reports Ziqin just said are all your own, right?" Yun Xianrong''s eyes were serious.

    Qingyao pursed his lips and nodded.

    When Cheng shiye told her how to do it, he spoke very excitedly and vividly. Qingyao also listened with warm blood. He felt that he was just like a great man and was carrying out a great and meaningful great undertaking.

    But at the moment, listening to Yun Xianrong''s tone, it''s not only the feeling of being splashed with a bucket of cold water, but also the embarrassment of being unable to lift his head because he has done something super unpromising and shameful.

    The face of the cloud foundation was somewhat ugly.

    "It''s all hype. It''s not true. It''s just some grandstanding gimmicks. I used to be a reporter. Everyone in this industry is like this. Grandma, don''t look at those in the future. It''s not credible." Qingyao grabbed hold and added a few words to save her, so as not to let her old man do liver and lung. He came back after three years, but he didn''t come back to make her angry. It was his own grandmother.

    The spacious antique study with the same decoration style as the whole house is surprisingly quiet. In addition to the sound of Qingyao, yunziqin is playing with the tap of grandma''s brush just now at the other end of the desk.

    "Ziqin, put down the pen. The sound is uncomfortable!" Yun Xianrong frowned and scolded.

    "Oh, good grandma." Yun Ziqin clearly dressed up as a female elite, but now she was very clever. The wolf pen didn''t put down, but played between her fingers and didn''t make a sound at all.

    "Don''t blame grandma for being busy, Qingyao. Go and quit what you''re doing!" Yun Xianrong turned to Qingyao and understated the purpose of looking for Qingyao today.

    Yunziqin''s lips aroused a shallow smile, and the Langhao pen in his hand was also put down.

    "I can''t quit!" Qing Yuanxiang didn''t want to refuse immediately.

    That''s it. She can''t be sorry for Cheng shiye who runs around for herself day and night, fan Yue who is busy before and after, Chen driver who keeps following her to make announcements from morning to night, and Qu Ke who is still carrying a stigma. Lu, er, no, is the most sorry!

    "Grandma, why do I hinder the cloud family when I am an actor? This is my job! I didn''t steal or rob. I''m just living a good life by my own efforts. What''s wrong?"

    There are many rules of the cloud family. Qingyao knows that last time she said that she married a businessman''s wife without authorization. She said that the cloud family has rules since ancient times. Marrying a businessman''s family is a big taboo of the cloud family, because the cloud family is doing business. If you want another son-in-law with a foreign name, you are afraid of causing hidden dangers to the ancient clothes of the cloud family, so the old ancestor set this rigid rule. Yunqingyao was going to marry the Song family, which was a big businessman. Grandma assured her again and again Yes, it''s true marriage. If it''s true marriage, you must take the initiative to hand over the inheritance right of the ancient clothes of the cloud family. Qingyao didn''t think much. He should do it without saying a word.