Saving The Villain Boy

As Han Xingye's words slowly fell, the three fell into a deadly silence.

Yan Qiwei took a deep breath and struck down with trembling fingers: [Sorry, sorry! The above message was sent by my friends, and they are always jokes. ]

The words "The other party is typing" appeared in the chat box.

These six characters are like a small hook, which is precisely tied to her heart, making the heart float in the air, which has a tendency to falter.

Liang Xiao’s news is very short: [Hmm. ]

Soon, he posted: [You don’t need to buy gifts, just people come. ]

Xia Xi stared at the "um" word, and murmured in a hesitant tone for a while: "Then what, he won't take that sentence seriously, and then think more?"

"Can that be called ‘thinking more’?" Han Xingye smiled, "That’s what Yan Qiwei’s real thoughts are seen through."

As soon as he finished speaking, he ran into Yan Qiwei's faint sight. As the culprit of this oolong, Han Xingye suddenly lost his confidence: "Sister, I will ask you to use it slowly."

"Leave aside this, what gift are you going to give his mother?" Xia Xi finished her last bite, and supported her cheek with her hand. "With the financial resources of the Liang family, there should be nothing you can't ask for, right? Jewelry too Vulgar, cheap things can't be on the table, and the beauty and time that the rich ladies are looking for can't be bought at all, or...you can pack a few small dogs for her? Believe me, there is no woman who doesn't want to be surrounded by beautiful teenagers. "

Yan Qiwei actually considered this proposal very seriously for a few seconds, and then banged her head hard: "Please pour out the yellow waste in your head, classmate Xia Xi! Don't worry about the gift, I Have my own plan."

After all, she had lived under the same roof with Chen Jiayi for several months. If she still knew nothing about her preferences, it would have been a bit of a failure.

Yan Qiwei is jumping around here, but Liang Xiao on the other side of the phone has to be calmer.

His gaze stayed for a long time on the seemingly unreasonable message. When the phone screen gradually dimmed, he heard Liang Bozhong's voice beside him: "Wow, brother, you actually have a chat and laugh. It's been a long time! See you in the end! Who sends the message?"

In his impression, his elder brother always had a straight face when replying to mobile phone messages, and occasionally wrinkled his brows terribly, adding a bit of horror to the already deep and cold facial contours.

But now he actually laughed, still the kind of smile with his lower eyes pursing his lips and the corners of his mouth raising a little arc, almost involuntarily.

A name faintly came to mind, Liang Bozhong tentatively asked: "Yan Qiwei?"

Liang Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly and touched his head: "She is older than you, she wants to be called sister."

This night unexpectedly did not travel back to the past as usual, Yan Qiwei slept until noon the next day.

Was it because Liang Wei's body was seriously injured and she was still in a coma?

Thinking of this, she frowned subconsciously.

Liang Wei fainted and Liang Xiao's condition was aggravated. Those gangsters just wanted to steal the phone, and they must have not expected such a big disturbance. With the influence of the Liang family, their fate with Ye Man will never be too good.

The venue of the dinner was set at Liang's mansion, and Liang Xiao came to pick her up at the agreed time.

Today he wore a tailored black suit jacket with a white dark jacquard shirt inside. The crisp lines outline the tall and thin figure of the young man, which makes people unable to look away.

Especially when he leaned on the seat and turned his head slightly to watch Yan Qiwei walk out of the door, the embers of the setting sun fell on the tall bridge of the nose and the dark and deep pupils, stirring up a dark red flame.

Cold abstinence but full of allure.

"Thanks for your hard work." She got into the car with a pounding heart, a little embarrassed, "It must be very busy today, and I have to take time to pick me up."

After thanking her, I felt strange again. Xia Xi had said well before that there were so many guests at the dinner party, and it would be impossible for Liang Xiao to pick him up one by one. How could she enjoy special treatment when she got here.

Liang Xiao's voice was deep: "This is what my mother meant."

Yan Qiwei:...

Okay, slap her face on the spot, she is passionate.

Coming to Liangzhai again seven years later, I have to say that it feels a bit like a world away.

Yan Qiwei followed Liang Xiao and thought that in the winter when he was found, there was also a small party here. The scene of heavy snowfall is still vivid, but for others, it has been seven long years.

It's too long.

She thought about it, but didn't notice the surprised eyes of many people beside her—

Young Master Liang’s temperament is notoriously cold, not to mention the opposite **** of the same age, even in the face of respected business tycoons, but now... he actually smiled and led a little girl into the house. Very caring to open the way for her from the crowd?

Chen Jiayi was busy socializing, and happily greeted her as soon as she saw her, her eyes could not hide her affection: "Weiwei is so beautiful today."

Then he smiled and glanced at Liang Xiao: "This kid has to pick you up personally. I originally wanted him to help greet the guests, but I couldn't stop it."

Yan Qiwei gave Liang Xiao a blank look.

The latter's complexion avoided her sight as usual, and the clear voice was particularly clear in the noisy voices: "It seems that a new guest has arrived. I'll go take a look."

Then he glanced at her for a very short time: "Miss Yan, you go around by yourself...I'll be back in a while."

Chen Jiayi watched him away with an expression of "I understand everything", and couldn't help but laugh: "This kid is still so unbearable to tease. Weiwei, you can treat this as your own home. You can eat, drink and play freely."

Yan Qiwei nodded: "I understand. By the way, I prepared a small gift today. I don't know if you like it or not."

She said that she took out an exquisite red sandalwood box from her bag, stretched out her hand in Chen Jiayi's curious eyes, and handed it to her: "Open it yourself."

"Where is the reason for receiving gifts from juniors?"

Chen Jiayi chuckled softly, her well-maintained white fingers lightly turned on the switch, and she was slightly taken aback when she saw the objects in the box.

A jade pendant is placed in the red sandalwood box very upright. The jade is crystal clear and green. It is engraved with clear and smooth brushstrokes with thin landscapes and thousands of sails, just like a majestic and delicate landscape. Looking around, there is a red cloud at the bottom of the jade stone, which is full of attention.

"This is..." A hint of surprise crossed Chen Jiayi's eyes, "Xia Yunyi's work?"

Xia Yunyi was once a leading jade carver in China. His works are unique in conception and first-class carvings. There is always a red cloud at the bottom as a mark. It is a pity that he faded out of the jade carving world a few years ago.

When Yan Qiwei traveled seven years ago, Chen Jiayi mentioned this person to her inadvertently. After a long sigh, she sighed with emotion: "Xia Yunyi is a top genius. If I can get his landscape sculptures, I can also wake up in dreams."

Yan Qiwei nodded.

Xia Yunyi's work is the white moonlight of many jade carving enthusiasts. As for why she got this pendant...Of course it is because she walked through the back door.

-Xia Yunyi is Xia Xi's father.

"He is the father of a friend of mine." She paused, "I think you might like it, so I begged with a face."

Chen Jiayi smiled unabated, and carefully put the pendant back into the box.

In fact, for her, the most important thing for the juniors when giving gifts is not the gift itself, but the thoughts contained in it. After all, the Liang family can almost meet all of her material needs, and no matter what gift will appear to be too precious.

But Yan Qiwei's gift was really delivered to the cusp of her heart.

Chen Jiayi pursed her lips and smiled and lowered her voice: "You are not allowed to tell Uncle Liang about this. Xia Yunyi is excellent at carving and looks good. I was fascinated by him when I was young, and you can't make your uncle jealous."

Oh, the love affair of the older generation, exciting.

Just then someone called Chen Jiayi, and she blinked at Yan Qiwei: "I'll take a look and collect the present by the way. Thank you."

The latter smiled sweetly: "No thanks, happy birthday."

She smiled so beautifully, Chen Jiayi thought happily.

This little girl is not only beautiful, but also has her preferences and personality. The most important thing is that among so many juniors, she is one of the few who are willing to play mahjong with aunts.

Liang Xiao, my dear son, my mother really doesn't want to be missing one again and again.

Seeing Chen Jiayi leaving, Yan Qiwei strolled idly to the self-service desserts in the courtyard.

She was a little hungry for a long time, so she just took some food and sat on the garden bench. Before she had a few bites, there was a rustling conversation in her ears.

"Do you know, who is the woman who came in with Liang Xiao?"

"I don't know. Looking at her fox and charming son, do you really think you can climb into the rich?"

"I think she gave Aunt Chen a wooden box. It's hard to see what's in it, but what valuable things can be packed in such a small box? It must have come to be embarrassing."

"Hey, have you heard that? My male **** also attended this dinner. If you can take this opportunity to let him know me..."

"Yan Ziluo is famous for his bad temper, but the Yan family is really rich..."

Fingertips paused when they heard the familiar name, Yan Qiwei took a bite of the cream cake and thought, whether it was seven years ago or seven years later, the habit of women who love to get together and say bad things about others is really the same.

As before, most of the guests invited to this dinner were business celebrities and close relatives of the Liang family.

The rich young ladies in the imperial capital have formed a small circle since they were young, and all of them are familiar with each other. The Yan family has lived in the South for a long time, and Yan Qiwei is not pushy. Many people have only heard of this name, but they don't know what she looks like.

These girls deliberately talked not far away, obviously deliberately wanting to let her hear, and someone laughed again: "It's so pitiful, I was thrown here by Liang Xiao, all alone."

Yan Qiwei finished eating slowly, wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue, stood up and smiled at them politely.

"I think it's necessary to explain something to you." Her tone was lazy, she couldn't hear the aggressive anger, but she was pressured. "First, Hu Meizi is a bad word. You can just say it. I am beautiful. The fact is that I do look better than you. Second, you will never get the gift I gave you for a lifetime. As for the box containing it is an antique red sandalwood in the Qing Dynasty, it is more than your gift. expensive."

After talking about the two, their faces became completely pale. Yan Qiwei raised her eyebrows and continued to say slowly: "Third, I don't have to climb high branches, because you do everything possible to marry the wealthy. With all due respect, that is the home where I have stayed for more than 20 years-introduce myself, my name is Yan Qiwei , Your little male **** Yanzi contacted his relatives."

As soon as this sentence was uttered, the people on the opposite side finally suddenly changed their expressions.

Although they are all children of the rich family, they can only be regarded as small households compared with the Yan family in Qichuan. They never thought that the stranger who was humiliated and mocked out of jealousy would be the most favored lady of the Yan family.

I slapped myself in the face.

"Fourth, the most important point, I am not thrown here by Liang Xiao, I—"

Before she finished speaking, she saw a heavy and pitch-black shadow next to her.

Yan Qiwei looked up and saw Liang Xiao frowning: "Miss Yan, I'm back."

Then he added solemnly: "I didn't mean to leave you behind, I just wanted to bring someone over for you."

As soon as his voice fell, a figure flashed in front of Yan Qiwei, followed by a hurried bear hug.

The youth's voice was lively and lively, like a string of wind chimes, "Sister, do you miss me too much!"

The author has something to say: one of the few face-slapped plots_(:з」∠)_

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