Inkstone when seven holding a porcelain cup, a touch of warmth wrapped in the pulp, she drooped her eyes pondering for a few seconds, the opposite Lian Zhen has asked, "come to me for dinner today, is there anything wrong?"
Lian Zhen thought thoroughly, looking at the eyelid drooping when seven, fundus dizzy, a smile and helpless.
Small seventeen, and he began to see it?
Hearing what he said, Yan Shiqi raised his eyes to his far-reaching and gentle eyes. He didn't hesitate any more and laughed, "there's something I need my uncle's help."
Lian Zhen nodded with a smile, picked up the tea cup on the table and sent it to his lips, "Oh? Yes? Let's hear it
Yan Shiqi looked at the little uncle's tea drinking action, and his lips gently raised warm smile, then straight to the point, "I want to ask my little uncle to help me give these two invitation cards to my parents."
So she took out two red invitation cards from her purse on her lap.
The folded invitation is about the size of a palm, and the edge is gilded with gold thread. The workmanship is very fine. You can see at a glance that the banquet represented by this invitation must be extraordinary.
Lian Zhen took the invitation from Yan Shiqi's hand. He politely didn't open it. He just looked at it a little. Then he wondered, "why don't you give it to them?"
In the face of Lian Zhen's doubts, she raised her eyebrows and chuckled, implying, "if I tell my little uncle, if I give them this invitation, I'm afraid it's not right, and they don't have to go. In that case, can you help me? "
So complicated?
Lian Zhen didn't know what the invitation represented, but he also saw that Xiao Shiqi seemed to attach great importance to it.
He didn't think much, then nodded and joked: "it's rare that you ask me to help you once. No matter what the reason is, I will certainly help you."
"Uncle, when you give them the invitation, please give them a few more words..."
Lian Zhen is surprised, "what words?"
……
At 1:30 p.m., Yan Shiqi and Lian Zhen left the imperial duck restaurant one after another.
When he looked at the inkstone, he got on the figure of the nanny car by the side of the road and set off waves in the depth of his eyes.
In the pocket of his coat, the two invitation cards seemed to weigh a thousand pounds after he heard Xiao Shiqi's words.
He guessed what she wanted to do, but had no position to stop it.
All these years, if elder sister can treat her well, it will not be as good as it is today.
Lian Zhen's mood is very confused. He stops by the side of the road and looks at the bleak autumn scenery. He gets upset.
Finally, he called Ms. Lian and said that he would have a talk with her hotel tonight.
The elder sister and brother-in-law have no reason to refuse. He hasn't seen it since he returned to China. This act of sending an invitation seems more and more logical.
He has a feeling that the words Xiao Shiqi asked him to bring will surely make them and their wife attend the banquet.
……
At noon this day, Yan Shiqi and his little uncle had a meal together, while Wen Cheng went to the warehouse on the outskirts of the imperial capital alone.
Xiao Liu has come back from the hospital, and Chen brothers, big and small, have both taken off their roles as bodyguards and are waiting to meet her here today.
Wen orange got out of the taxi and gathered up her leather clothes. It's a cold day. It's very annoying.
In the warehouse, big and small Chen is sitting on one side playing hand games, while Xiao Liu is holding an old-fashioned notebook computer, crackling on the keyboard.
After a harsh sound, Wen orange comes from the backlight outside the gate.
Chen brothers and Chen brothers immediately quit the game interface, "Captain!"
Wencheng walked slowly to Xiaoliu, sat down above the old fold, directly took out two boxes of cigarettes and threw them, "what's the result of your tracking these two days?"