This is how a meal begins.

During the dinner, Xia Man took out a red wine and poured it on Yao Zimo.

"Doctor Yao, come and drink."

Yao Zimo declined, "Sorry, I drove over today."

Shaman knows the truth about driving without drinking, drinking without driving, and refusing to drink and driving, so he didn't continue to persuade him, but only filled himself with it, and said:

"Then I drink it myself. Speaking of it, this wine is still Ji Zhuoran's apocalyptic wine, and he finally knows that he apologized to me, hum."

She said that she drank it in one gulp.

The red wine is full-bodied, but the stamina is not small.

Yao Zimo persuaded: "Miss Xia, let's drink less."

Sharman was also obedient. Hearing what he said, he put down his wine glass decisively and nodded again.

"Dr. Yao, you said I won't drink it. By the way, what do you want me to do for you? I'm afraid I won't be able to help you when I get drunk for a while."

As Sharman said, he patted his head in confusion.

Yao Zimo didn't expect that she was drinking very lightly, so he quickly explained the problem he encountered.

After listening, Shaman's eyes lit up.

"Uncle Shan... he hurts me, but I don't know if my dad told him that I'm alive or not. Wait, I'll call my dad."

As she spoke, she pressed her mobile phone from the bag behind her and dialed Xia Zhiyuan's number with a few clicks.

She hurriedly told Xia Zhiyuan about the matter again, saying that she wanted Shan Guoliang to return the Yao family's ancestral home to Yao Zimo.

However, Xia Zhiyuan on the day of the call seemed unwilling.

And Sharman decisively began to beg him.

"Dad, do you still hurt me? Dr. Yao is my savior. The family's ancestral house is now in the hands of Uncle Shan. You can just say something. Uncle Shan has such a strong relationship with you, he Can you still promise to sell it?"

"I don't care, I have to see the house tomorrow and I will return to Dr. Yao! Otherwise, I will talk to Uncle Shan! Anyway, Uncle Shan loves me, and he will promise me when he sees me! I will end up at that time. No matter, if someone kills me again, I'll die. My dad doesn't care for my mother! I can't ask my father to help me say something! What's the point of being alive?"

"This is not self-willedness, this is the morality of being a human being! Doctor Yao saved me, I just want to repay him!"

Suddenly, Sharman's tone suddenly softened, and then he said:

"Oh, I really don't have that thought. Dad, don't think about it, okay?"

But after a while, she turned a little red and handed the phone to Yao Zimo's hand and said:

"My father has something to tell you. Don't worry, he is very easy-going. If you talk to him well, he will agree to help."

Yao Zimo looked at the mobile phone in front of him and hesitantly picked it up.

"Xia Dong, how are you?"

The next second, Xia Zhiyuan’s mature and old voice came on the phone, and he was straight to the point.

"Yao Zimo, I won't go around with you anymore. I can help with this, but it is very troublesome. After all, Ji Zhuoran and I are still in the ring on the bright side. How to round this matter needs to be operated, if it is not Manman If you beg me, I won’t help you. She likes you. My biggest wish in this life is to see my daughter marry a good man. I think you are also pretty good. Take good care of Manman, do you know?"

Yao Zimo, who was holding the phone, felt as if he was holding a hot potato.

Although he wanted to take back the ancestral house, he still explained, "Xia Dong, Miss Xia and I are not in that kind of relationship..."

"Why, you still look down on Manman?" The voice on the other end of the phone was suddenly harsher.

Yao Zimo could only bite the bullet and said, "No, it's just that I already have someone I like."

Here, Xia Man, who was following Yao Zimo's call, his eyes dimmed when he heard this.

In the next second, the call was also hung up by Xia Zhiyuan.

The negotiations broke down.

Xia Man was stunned, then forced a smile and said,

"Sorry... My dad just doesn't like others to disobey him, but Dr. Yao, don’t worry, even if my dad doesn’t help you, I can come forward to find Uncle Shan. I don’t believe it anymore. I’m just that. Danger, someone will kill me as soon as I go out."

Yao Zimo looked at Xia Man's awkward smile, sighed in his heart, and then said:

"No, your safety is still important. I'm sorry, Miss Xia, you are a very good woman. It's me...not that lucky."

"It's nice to say, it's not that I dislike my eldest lady's temper,"

Xia Man suddenly became a little angry, but looking at Yao Zimo's sincerely apologizing face, he sighed again.

"Forget it, this eldest lady doesn't care about you, continue to eat, after dinner, I will help you beg my dad, since childhood, I begged him, he has not refused."