To them, although the aunt is not a direct relative, she can still be regarded as a member of Feng Nanshu’s family.
You have kept this little girl at home for so long. It would be inappropriate not to say hello to her real elders. Secondly, they also want to see each other’s attitude. After all, the Feng family is a wealthy family.
But the reason why Qin Jingqiu hesitated was also the reason why they hesitated. Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu were only twenty years old after all, and it was too early to meet their parents at this time.
Moreover, the dog son is always energetic every day. He talks openly and silently and is a good friend. In what name do we want to meet?
If they come up with the idea of meeting, it would be fine if they are willing, but if they are not willing, it would seem that the Jiang family wants to reach out.
The world of adults is indeed a bit complicated, especially when it comes to contact like this. Too much is too much, too little is too light, and it is difficult to grasp.
“Feng Nanshu’s birthday passed a year ago.”
“My parents’ birthdays don’t fall during this time either.
“I won’t even say it…”
“But we still have to meet. After all, we are lifelong friends.”
The water in Jeju was light. Jiang Qin was sitting on one of the small tables, meditating on the string of dates in front of him. He didn’t know how many brain cells he had lost.
At this moment, Guo Zihang and Yang Shuan opened the thick curtain and walked in. They were wearing brand-new cotton-padded jackets, their faces were rosy, and they looked like they had received a lot of red envelopes. Their walking posture was a bit majestic.
Jiang Qin watched them come in, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately felt like the sun was shining through the clouds.
“Lao Guo, Shu’an, come on, come on, please sit down.”
Yang Shuan and Guo Zihang looked at each other: “Do you have an ominous premonition? Are you going back to school early again?”
Jiang Qin waved his hand and said with a friendly smile: “You choose one person to celebrate his birthday tomorrow.”
“ah?”
“Ah, what? It’s a birthday. Lao Guo, don’t you love birthdays the most? In high school, you used to climb over the wall to celebrate. But you were caught by the class teacher and sang happy birthday for two hours at the door of the dormitory. This highlight moment was… forget?”
Guo Zihang opened his mouth in confusion: “But my birthday is August 26th.”
Jiang Qin patted the table: “I know, can’t we go ahead of time? I’ll put on a big show for you.”
“Is there any birthday in advance?”
“You can’t survive, but give me back the red envelope Feng Nanshu gave you!”
After hearing this, Guo Zihang immediately yelled, which made Jiang Qin smile with satisfaction.
Xiao Guo was very puzzled at this time, so he turned to look at Yang Shuan: “Old Yang, why is it me who celebrates his birthday in advance and not you?”