Chapter 856

Dongzi shook his head: "you don't care about him. He's not very busy. He only hung up such a position in Lin's family, that is, clearing his post, you know."

"I don't know."

"Dead girl." he cursed me: "Lin Xia is close to your boyfriend's brother."

"Ah?"

"Ji Dabei, you haven't seen the upstart who recently returned to Beijing circle and has been doing trade in France."

"Whatever, Dongzi, don't mention them. It's boring."

Ji Dabei, I don't want to hear a word.

"I see, you'd better call Lin Xia. It's better to meet each other if you're not cold. Don't be too stiff for a small one. As I told you earlier, you can't try your feelings if you want to try. He's paranoid about a lot of things. Just like before, he's paranoid about giving you flowers when he's injured."

"OK, I'll call him another day."

However, it didn't come to mind until after school, because Cen Fei told me that the asset would be good soon. I called him and he immediately said, "come out and meet him. I haven't seen Chihiro for a long time. I miss it."

Lin xiayue is in a tea house. The heavy and floating sunset glow in the evening with the fine evening wind is very dry and hot. The summer in Beijing is like a sauna. I don't know when it will end.

The cool air-conditioning wind blows in the face. Lin Xia sits on the green bamboo, which is not stained with human fireworks and is as gentle as a picture.

His clean eyes looked at me since I came in.

I sat down and smiled faintly: "Lin Xia, I heard that you are very busy recently."

"OK."

He poured me a cup of tea. He is also a very thoughtful person. As long as I eat the same thing in front of him twice, he will remember it.

"Chihiro, it's school now. Are you still used to it?"

"It's OK. By the way, Lin Xia, I sold the Angel Hotel. In more than half a month, I can transfer the money to my account. You give me your account number. Then I'll ask cenfei to transfer it directly to you."

Lin Xia lowered her eyes. I don't know what he meant.

The lingering tea smoke circulated on the long eyelashes. I called out, "Lin Xia."

When he looked up again, his mood was still weak: "Chihiro, are you so afraid of owed me?"

"That's not what I mean. No matter who it is, I won't like to owe it. So if the hotel goes bankrupt, I can't keep it. It's always reassuring to clear the account."

"Chihiro."

"Yes."

"I still love you very much. What should I do?"

He asked so sadly, his voice was hoarse, his slender hand held the tea cup tightly, and the light cyan blood vessels protruded in the texture. I'm a little sad. Am I going to lose such a small hair?

Take a deep breath: "Lin Xia, your friend is lucky and lost my life."

"Oh." he answered lightly, and the light of his eyes was still so hot.

He picked up the tea and drank up most of the cup.

"Lin Xia, in fact, I think Ji Xiaoyi is really good."

"Have I always been bad? Chihiro?"

"Well, if you don't like me talking about this topic, I won't talk about it. I heard Dongzi say that you have been very close to me recently. Lin Xia, tell me what you want to do and why I feel so uneasy."

Inexplicable uneasiness, I have to say it.

"Lin Xia, although I'm sorry about some things, I still regard you as a friend, so I'm a little worried."

The gray in his eyes brightened: "Chihiro, are you worried about me?"

"Lin Xia, you are my friend."

"It's normal to cooperate with him. I have several hotels in Beijing. He runs nightclubs in Beijing. His business contacts are very normal."

I don't know much about business.

After a sip of tea, it was clear and moist.

Lin Xia stood up politely: "I'll pick up some snacks for you."

"Lin Xia doesn't need it. Just ask the waiter to bring it."

"What they send may not be the best ones."

He's so insistent that he can't refuse again.

So in the face of Lin Xia, I don't have pressure, because I don't love him.

He went to pick up snacks, pointed carefully to the waiter and said that he was always like this. Even strawberries would pick the largest one for me, and apples would pick the most perfect one.

The mobile phone on the table whined. I glanced at it and was surprised. Although I didn't have a name, I still remember the following numbers. It was Ji Xiaoyi's.

Lin Xia came back to pick up her cell phone, but smiled and said to me, "Chihiro, today's dragon fruit is good. I picked a very fresh one and asked them to cut it for a while and deliver it."

Then he said, "Hey, what's up?"

"I'm with important people now. I don't have time to listen to the violin. Please find friends to accompany you!"

Finally, with a little indifference and anger: "who you are looking for has nothing to do with me, just as you like."

He closed the phone with a snap, smiled at me gently, and took the initiative to explain: "a friend's sister is more willful."

"Oh."

Why are Ji Xiaoyi and Lin Xia still entangled? I think they have been in contact all the time. What's the trouble now?

The dragon fruit was sent up, and he forked a small piece to my lips: "try it sweet."

I reached out and said, "thank you, brother Lin Xia. By the way, brother Lin Xia and I are going to invite you to dinner. Are you free in Shangri La next Saturday?"

He said faintly, "there is probably no time. Recently, the business of the hotel has started to flourish, and there are a lot of things to deal with."

"Oh, even so, don't force brother Lin Xia. It's the same when we invite brother Lin Xia to dinner another day. Xiao Bei made a fool and did a lot of things to offend you. He wants to apologize to you."

"Chihiro, do you think it's good?"

I thought for a while, then nodded: "OK. The person I will live in the future is Ji Xiaobei, just Ji Xiaoji. Other people are not important to us." so that person is not important.

The consent of the Ji family really paid the price of blood, but Ji Xiaobei said the injury was worth it.

I picked up water and added some to the cup, but he waved to the waiter, "change another cup of tea."

"No, brother Lin Xia."

"Chihiro, the Ji family won't feel much in the future." he said quietly, "Mr. Ji didn't stand in the right political team."

"I don't care. I'm just with Ji Xiaobei."

"I just want to remind you. I only know that now someone makes an article about you and says that Ji Lao has anything to do with your father."

I sighed: "the Qing is self-cleaning, and I rarely see Ji Xiaobei now. He lives at home. I read my book. If the media really want to say anything, they can't catch any evidence."