Chapter 1193

After about ten minutes, a black Lincoln car stopped at the gate of Qi's courtyard.

The driver was rob. He got off the driver's seat, walked respectfully to the driver's seat and opened the rear door.

Ling Xiaohan first emerged from the car in a properly tailored silver suit. His slender figure was no less than that of the year. With the growth of age, his mature charm deepened.

Ji Qianchen wore a khaki silk dress, stepped out of the car intellectually and vividly, and put his small hand in Ling Xiaohan's palm naturally.

For more than 20 years, such as a day's love, let both brother and sister can't help but envy.

Their later love should be the same as that of their parents, Ling Xiaohan and Ji Qianchen. Even if they are white headed, they can still love each other as before.

Ling Yichen is wearing a black suit, which is matched with a pure white shirt and a black leisure tie. A short head of hair after careful care, let him mature a lot, delicate face as if Ling Xiaohan young copy.

The father and son stand together, like a couple of brothers who can't differ by several years.

Ling ruoxun is wearing a pair of thin high heels, a light green knee length skirt wrapped around the chest, curly hair is slightly coiled up, leaving several strands scattered on the shoulders.

Her figure is a little higher than Ji Qianchen's. her beautiful eyes are very smart. She puts her playful hand to Ling Yichen. "Brother, you won't lead me like father and mother. Everyone is responsible for caring for single dogs."

Ling ruoxun hands them all over. Ling Yichen wants to open his palm and give them to her.

But half way up, he repented.

Not only didn't hold her hand, but also patted her with her hand, "what's the matter with me if you are single by your strength?"

"You..."

Ling ruoxun's teeth are clenched, her hands are clasped, and her fists are clenched. She would like to rush up and hit him. But today is Xuanxuan's birthday party, and her parents are ahead of her. She'd better keep her back.

"Well, I'm not afraid of harm. If I really find a boyfriend to come back, my father will cut my boyfriend directly. I'm not hurting others. You know how possessive dad is

Ling ruoxun curled his mouth angrily,

"then you can do it alone. Fortunately, my father never cares about me. Alas, I'm really at ease."

Ling Yichen picked up the eyebrows and walked in with a happy face.

The arrival of Ling's family will undoubtedly make the whole Qijia hall full of splendor.

All the guests turned their eyes to this family with high beauty value.

I think it's eye-catching.

"Qianchen, it's coming. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Seeing Ji Qianchen, Cheng Cheng Cheng immediately walked over and grasped her hand.

The relationship between the two is as good as ever.

"Han, are you here to propose marriage to my daughter for such a big battle today? I can tell you, if you want to marry my Qiyan's daughter, the gift money is very frightening. " Seeing Ling Xiaohan, Qi Yan couldn't help making fun of him.

Lingxiao cold deep eyes micro Piao, overflow a smile, "talk to see."

"It's all Ling's property. I can't let my daughter be wronged."

Qi Yan Ao Jiao raised his head, feeling that he could not easily ride to Ling Xiao Han's head this time.

"Oh, Dad, why are you so greedy? You are marrying a daughter, not selling one. Uncle Ling, aunt Ling, don't be angry. " When Cheng Xuan saw that they were coming, she immediately followed them with her skirt in her hand and approached her parents.

"Tut tut Tut, look, look, this has not been married, elbow has been turned out, ah, women are not big to stay." Qi Yan shook his head and sighed deeply.

Cheng Xuan's Yu Guang sweeps Ling Yichen, who is silent and doesn't speak, and always looks forward to what he can say.

The two families got together and talked for a long time.

The younger generation is not willing to get together with the adults. The topics they talk about are somewhat estranged.

Ling Yichen takes over a generation of red wine from the servant with the tray, and gives Cheng Xuan a look, "follow me."

"OK, brother yechen."

The bright and moving Cheng Xuan, wearing a long skirt, walked to Ling Yichen happily.

"Brother Yichen, you are very handsome today."

"You are beautiful today, too."

Ling Yichen's eyes narrowed, and her eyes fell on Cheng Xuan's face.

Junyi's face turned slightly, his long hand opened the suit jacket, and he took out a pink round box in his pocket.

The box is wrapped in pink ribbon, which is very delicate.

Ling Yichen hands the present to Cheng Xuan, and opens her lips slightly. "It's a birthday present for you."

Cheng Xuan happily took over, carefully, the joy on her face could not be covered.

"Thank you brother yechen. Can I open it now?"

"Well, yes."

After Cheng Xuan opened the box, a delicate Sapphire Bracelet was lying in the brocade box. The chain looked exquisite and precious.But there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

This little lost expression was caught in Ling Yichen's eyes.

Ling Yichen lowered his eyes and looked at her. "Don't you like it?"

"No, I like it. As long as it's from you, I like it. Put it on for me."

Cheng Xuan hands Ling Yichen.

What she wants is not a bracelet, but a ring to promise.

Of course, she also knows that it is impossible for Ling Yichen to give her a ring at this crucial moment.

Ling Yichen takes the bracelet from the box and helps her put it on.

After wearing it, she raised her delicate wrist and looked at it carefully again. "It's so beautiful. I'm so happy, brother Yichen."

"Just be happy."

Ling Yichen reaches out and touches her hair, then looks away.

"Brother Yichen, what are you looking at?"

Cheng Xuan asked, holding his arm.

"Oh, nothing. Let's sit there and have a few drinks."

Ling Yichen points to the sofa area. Cheng Xuan agrees to follow him.

The hall is still bustling.

The guests kept walking and talking.

At this time.

Two more people came in at the entrance of the hall.

Two men in suits, a middle-aged man of more than 40, wearing a black suit, with a serious expression, followed by a slightly skinny young man.

The two men are handsome in appearance and have many similarities between their eyebrows and eyes.

"Long time no see, my old friends."

Jin Si's hoarse and low voice passed from the door to the center of the hall.

In the early morning of the cold age of Lingxiao, Qi Yan and Cheng Cheng Cheng are talking to the two people who just came in.

"Jin Si..."

Ji Qianchen saw Jin Si after many years, but he had a complicated mood.

He looks a lot older than he used to be. He has a lot of white hair on his temples. He is no longer as spirited as he used to be. The pain of his wife's death may be the pain of his heart for a lifetime. Even today, it can't be cured.

"Mr. Ling, Mrs. Ling, Mr. Qi, Mrs. Qi, Jin came here without invitation, but you are welcome?"

Jin Si came to them with a smile and stopped.

The young man behind him was silent and his eyes were cold, but he was scanning the hall intentionally or unintentionally.

Ling ruoxun is sitting on the sofa drinking fruit juice. Qi Xuan peels oranges for her.

"Here you are, shifu'er. It's sweet."

Qixuan hands the orange to her mouth. Ling ruoxun takes the orange and looks to Jin's father and son.

The orange in Ling ruoxun's hand fell off when he saw the dark and cold eyes.

How could it be him?