Chapter 230: The Past

After the woman finished speaking, she nestled beside a man and rolled a big-eyed glare at Ding Ruola.

If it weren't for the upper eyelid covering the eyeball and a bunch of optic nerves connecting behind it, Ding Ruola would have been afraid that the woman's eyeball would fall out.

Ding Ruola forced herself to hold back the anger in her heart. She put on a smiling face, but inside she was itching to rush over and give the woman a few slaps.

If you can't speak nicely during the Chinese New Year, just shut up.

Fang Siyan hadn't let go of Ding Ruola's hand since these people entered the door. He held her hand firmly in his palm all the time.

He glanced sideways, and every subtle change in the girl's expression fell into his eyes.

"Ruoruo is naturally beautiful! I just like her natural and unadorned appearance!"

Sure enough, Fang Siyan, a university professor, knew how to scold without using dirty words. In essence, it meant - you have no right to criticize the person I like.

After hearing Professor Fang speak, Ding Ruola felt much better.

Looking at all the people in this room gave Ding Ruola a headache. She had been busy with her creative work before and had relatively few social interactions. Suddenly being in the same room with so many people, especially relatives of Fang Siyan, was a bit overwhelming.

Before it even really started, Ding Ruola's palms were already sweating.

"This is my great - uncle!"

Fang Siyan pulled Ding Ruola along. Every time they walked in front of someone, he would tell Ding Ruola who that person was.

The girl had to force a fake smile on her face and greet each of them one by one.

In a corner, there was an old woman. Fang Siyan didn't go to greet her for a while, but Ding Ruola was attracted to this old woman.

The old woman looked in her sixties, but her dressing style was completely in line with the trend. She even had light - pink nail polish on her fingers.

While Ding Ruola was greeting others, her eyes would fall on the old woman standing in the corner from time to time.

Fang Siyan also noticed Ding Ruola's strangeness. He realized that the girl was quite interested in his grandmother.

After introducing those unimportant people, Fang's mother came back. She took the others to a hotel outside for dinner.

Only three people were left at home.

The couple and the old woman.

"This little girl is so cute!"

"Grandma, do you like her?"

Ding Ruola could feel that the man beside her really liked her. But she was quite curious about the old woman's age.

If she was Fang Siyan's grandmother, she should be almost eighty, but this old woman showed no signs of the passage of time.

Was this what people meant by "beauty is timeless"?

"Siyan, help me to my room!"

The old woman stretched out her trembling hand. Fang Siyan took her hand and helped her upstairs.

After they walked a few steps, Fang Siyan looked back and glanced at Ding Ruola who was standing still.

The girl was just standing there stupidly. He waved at her.

"Baby, come on!"

Since Fang Siyan's grandmother would come to stay for a while from time to time, Fang's mother had specially reserved a room for her.

The room was decorated in a Japanese style. There was no bed, just a tatami on the floor.

Since the old woman had trouble walking, this kind of decoration would make it easier for her to get up at night.

Fang Siyan pulled Ding Ruola to sit on a chair beside. The couple watched as the old woman rummaged through the cabinet.

After a while, Ding Ruola saw the old woman take out a small red - lacquered box from the cabinet.

The small box was very delicate, with faint relief patterns on it.

It seemed that the old woman cherished this box and what was inside it very much.

Part of the relief on the box had a dark - red sheen, probably due to long - term touching.

The old lady put the box in her hand into Ding Ruola's hand. She turned to look at Fang Siyan. Ding Ruola hesitated. She was thinking whether she should accept this box.

"Baby, take it. Grandma gave it to you."

Ding Ruola took the box. She smiled shyly and was about to put the box away. In China, it was not polite to open a gift in front of the giver.

Before she could find a place to put the gift away, the old lady's kind and gentle voice rang in Ding Ruola's ear.

"Open it and have a look!"

Ding Ruola looked up at Fang Siyan, wanting to get the man's opinion.

Fang Siyan just nodded.

She obediently opened the box. Inside the box lay a silver bracelet.

The workmanship was very simple. There were no obvious patterns or carvings on it. It was just an ordinary flat - strip bracelet.

Sometimes, the simpler things were, the more they could satisfy people's aesthetic sense.

This simple bracelet lay in the black - and - red box.

Ding Ruola was attracted by the luster of the bracelet itself. She subconsciously put the bracelet on her wrist.

The girl had a small frame, and her slender wrist looked even more beautiful with the bracelet on it.

"I thought this bracelet would be Qianxue's. I didn't expect Siyan to choose you in the end."

Just now Ding Ruola's attention was still on the bracelet. She was quickly brought back to reality by the old woman's words.

Fang Siyan was a bit helpless. His grandmother really knew how to bring up the most uncomfortable topic.

He had almost forgotten about Gu Qianxue, but the old woman still remembered.

Before, his grandmother had also mentioned Gu Qianxue in front of him, but he didn't expect her to mention Gu Qianxue's name in front of Ding Ruola this time.

The old woman tremblingly took Ding Ruola's hand.

Ding Ruola's wrist was also exposed to the air. She lowered her head and looked at the bracelet on her wrist.

Suddenly, she felt like a thief who had stolen something that originally belonged to Gu Qianxue.

She lowered her head and didn't dare to look into the old lady's eyes.

After that, no matter what the old lady said, Ding Ruola was absent - minded. She kept looking at the bracelet on her wrist. She felt awkward in her heart and even more so in her body, but she couldn't show it in front of the old woman.

"Forget about your relationship with Qianxue. Treat this little girl well."

Fang Siyan was also panicked. He even began to suspect that the grandmother in front of him was actually Gu Qianxue in disguise. He had no choice but to think that maybe the old woman's thinking was a bit confused because of her age.

The man could only force a smile and agree.

Finally, the three of them ended this embarrassing conversation.

Later that night, Ding Ruola and Fang Siyan were lying in the same bed.

The man noticed that the bracelet on Ding Ruola's wrist was gone.

"Don't you like that bracelet?"

She liked it! But she really couldn't like the meaning behind this gift.

"It's okay."

Her answer was very perfunctory. Fang Siyan could also hear the impatience in the girl's tone.

The words he had originally prepared suddenly seemed meaningless.

Fang Siyan's silence brought silence to the whole room.

The only sounds in the room were the breathing of the two people. Ding Ruola could hear Fang Siyan's breath.

"I like it very much. We have to go back to Kyoto tomorrow. Go to bed early."

Ding Ruola could still hear that Fang Siyan's breath was a bit unsteady. She reached out to pull the quilt up and leaned closer to Fang Siyan.

Fang Siyan felt the girl's movement. He reached out and pulled the girl into his arms.

"Okay."

After that, there was no more conversation between them.

Chapter 230: The Past | Moving In With the Stoic Professor by Mo Ran Yichen - Read Online Free on Koala Reads