Chapter 17

"Sister, are you not feeling well?" Qi Xuan was very sensitive to find out that Jian Wei was wrong. He tilted his head slightly and asked tentatively.

Jian Wei grinned at him, and a small smile spread from her lips.

"It's a little bit, but it's not serious." Jian Wei replied with a slight smile, not wanting to infiltrate her emotions.

It's just that when she finished speaking, she looked up at the TV and her eyes were a little sloppy.

Qi Xuan sensed something was wrong.

His big eyes glanced at He Ziyu on the TV, and he tapped the armrest of the sofa thoughtfully.

"Sister, I'll take you upstairs to rest first." Then, he offered to take Jian Wei upstairs to sleep.

Showing the gentlemanly demeanor of a child, Jian Wei was amused by the serious Qi Xuan.

After Qi Xuan sent Jian Wei to the bedroom on the second floor, he went back to the study to wait for Qi Minhao. Usually, Qi Minhao came back at this time.

as predicted.

Familiar footsteps were soon heard outside the study.

Qi Xuan quickly greeted him and went out.

As soon as he saw Qi Minhao, he frowned and asked in a slightly dissatisfied tone: "Daddy, today is the first day you and your sister get married, how can you go home so late?"

"..." Qi Minhao felt speechless.

But in an instant, I thought of the kiss in the hospital.

At that time, her reaction was so extreme, was it because of that night seven years ago?

Thinking of the only time six years ago... Qi Minhao's ink eyes flashed lightly, and a touch of warmth poured out from the bottom of his eyes.

Seeing Qi Xuan's eyes suddenly widen.

What is Daddy thinking?

Very fascinated?

Moreover, the eyes are so charming, if my sister sees it, she will blush, right?

When a little woman who Qi Xuan said would blush entered the bedroom, she looked at the empty bedroom and her heart was filled with sadness.

She thought that after a lapse of six years, she thought that the six years of her life abroad had already made her heart extremely hard, and nothing would cause her sorrow.

But... After six years, when she saw He Ziyu again, the first ten years of her happy life with He Ziyu penetrated into her flesh and blood, squeezed out her soul, and rubbed her. In that scene six years ago, she shattered all her armor and melted into boiling water that scalded herself.

After a while, Jian Wei pulled back from her sadness.

Walking into the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror, a delicate little face was pale at this time.

She raised her hand to caress the corner of her eye, and there was a small crystal drop of water hanging there, which she gently wiped away.

She grinned at herself in the mirror, and said to the person in the mirror, "Jian Wei, it's enough to be sad once, from now on, your ten-year love will no longer exist. It's just two familiar strangers."

"Yes! Familiar strangers!" Jian Wei replied heavily to herself, and then she flexed her lips to the maximum.

The pear blossoms on the tree seemed to bloom at the same moment.

She is beautiful, and even at the saddest time, she is so beautiful that others can't look away.

And from this moment on, even sadness is no longer related to her.

The love of the past has completely disappeared from this moment.

...

The night is already deep.

The Jane's house was still full of lights.

The dazzling light made Jane Ya'er's eyes hurt.

She drank a few more glasses of wine this evening, and at this time, her brain was aching.

It was even more frustrating to be illuminated by this light.

I was about to lose my temper...

Suddenly, a soft curse came from the slanting thorn: "Damn girl, are you still willing to come back?"

It was obviously a curse word, but it sounded like a different kind of concern.

Sure enough, Jian Ya'er turned her eyes slowly, looked at the source of the sound, and saw her mother walking down the stairs at a glance.

He walked towards her with graceful steps.

When Jian Ya'er saw Lin Rumei, she frowned aggrievedly, and then her red lips shriveled, and her face showed a coquettish look.

"Mom..." Jian Ya'er threw herself into Lin Rumei's arms, her voice suddenly choked up, and when Lin Rumei patted her back and comforted her, she burst into tears...

"Mom, I hate it so much, I really hate it, that slut Jian Wei is back. Not only did she come back, but she also took away all my glory."

Lin Rumei comforted Jian Ya'er first, but when Jian Ya'er finally stopped choking, her face suddenly sank.

He scolded in a low voice: "Ya'er, why are you so stupid? Ah? How can you be so impatient? You're mad at your mother. "

"Mom, I'm wronged now, and you still scold me?" Jian Ya'er was spoiled since she was a child, so she couldn't stand the slightest scolding.

At this moment, when her young lady got angry, she pushed Lin Rumei's hand away and turned her face away in dissatisfaction. Her beautiful face was eroded by the dark light, more like a peacock with hair loss.

It was because she knew that her daughter had such a personality that Lin Rumei scolded her to wake her up.

Lin Rumei stretched out her hand to straighten Jian Ya'er's face, and pulled the corners of her lips to both sides until Jian Ya'er was forced to show a smile.

She then said bitterly, "Ya'er, you know, if Qi Minhao found out about your arrest of Qi Minhao's son in the ice cellar, how serious would the consequences be? If he found out, your life would be over."