That night, after learning that Qin Baiyu was coming, Cheng Yenan left Jiangnan Town in advance with a strange mood.
Sometimes he can't understand that Qin Baiyu doesn't seem to be a romantic person. Even in the senses of outsiders, he is so low-key that he is almost indifferent.
But, in the inkstone when seven things, his every move and pull countless charming eyes of the moon and tenderness.
Can he do that for his own sake?
After Cheng Yenan thought about it seriously, he felt that he could not do it.
Also as a man, he will be used to all the love deeply buried in his heart, because in this implicit world, we all strive to show pride and superiority in front of people.
Qin Baiyu doesn't seem to be addicted to love, but it makes people deeply feel how important inkstone is to him.
Even so, he never delayed his work because of love.
He remembers that Qin's real estate's financial report for the third quarter was just released some time ago, and the contract sales increased by nearly 10 billion compared with the previous quarter.
Yan Shiqi, Wangfu?!
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Seven, 7 p.m.
At that time, Yan Shiqi and the man were sitting at the window on the second floor. In front of her, there was a simple steak and salad. Like her food, the man and the man were eating with their heads down. The atmosphere was very warm.
In less than ten minutes, the man gracefully wiped the corners of his lips with a napkin, and then said in a low voice, "do you still have an impression of aunt Hua?"
Aunt Hua?
Inkstone when seven see to him, tiny a turn Mou then nod, "Qiao Mu's big aunt, have impression, how?"
The man's eyes fell on the river outside the window. A moment later, he looked at Yan Shiqi. "She's from the imperial Wen's family. She's investigating you recently."
For a moment, the movement of inkstone Shiqi stagnated.
"Is she the Wen family?"
What an unexpected identity!
Since aunt Hua is investigating her, does that mean that she is aware of something?
The man nodded slightly, took the lemonade on the table and took a sip, "she is Wen Jinghong's elder sister, Wen Cheng's aunt."
Yan Shiqi didn't speak, but she kept remembering every scene that day when she was with aunt Hua in the Qin family.
No wonder she would inquire about the inkstone family. No wonder she would open Rongqing's sister-in-law. She had known the clue from then on.
After pondering for a few seconds, inkstone Shiqi put down his knife and fork, looked at the man's mature and handsome face after years of baptism, and said with a smile, "fourth brother, did you know that she was investigating me, so she came here specially?"
What do men say?
"Not quite!" He responded without thinking, and then looked at her with the eyes of Xinghe, "it's important, it's you."
Then, when the inkstone seven curved eyebrows, chuckling voice.
She supported the table with her elbows, held her chin with her fingertips crossed, looked at him askew, and said: "if one day, I will not work, then I will travel around the world with you. I will go wherever you go, and you can hang it on your legs."
If Cheng Yenan is present, he will clap the table and roar. Is it suitable for a famous model to say this?
But this is the real thought in Yan Shiqi's heart.
At least at this moment, the mind of not wanting to separate is more and more strong.
The man heard her words, thin lips overflow shallow laughter, fingertips over the desktop point her heart, "when the leg pendant is a pity, Mrs. Qin is suitable for heart."
Yan Shiqi gradually turned red. Don't look out of the window, but from the reflection of the bright window, he looks at the outline of the man fondly