C85

After circling around the city, the Porsche arrived in Beijing. Lu Qingli turned her head and looked out the window at the streets through the wiper and glass window. It had been raining in Beijing for the past few days, one winter rain and one cold, the temperature had dropped and there was even a strong wind blowing. Even though the heating in their own houses was sufficient, a lot of people had already put on many clothes to protect themselves from the cold, some even put on furs or down.

She didn't know why, but Lu Qingli had always liked it when it was raining. The rain color of the sky seemed very cold and gloomy, then the people who stayed at home would turn on warm yellow lights that intertwined with each other, and the surroundings would become a warm and safe world. It didn't matter even if she went out on a rainy day; However, it also gave people a warm feeling; when it rained, everyone held an umbrella, a large umbrella that blocked people's scrutiny; when the rain dripped from the umbrella, drop by drop, it splashed little water on the ground, serene, soft, even in the modern metropolis, you could imagine the world you walked in as if it were a limestone street hundreds of years ago, flanked by buildings with powder walls, and raindrops falling on the powder walls, one could faintly feel the soft, delicate warmth that made one's heart soften. When Lu Qingli was traveling in Suzhou, she had a very deep impression of this.

It was drizzling like a river south. Although the ground was not the moss road that Lu Qingli imagined, but a gray concrete road, under the wetness of the rain, it still revealed a faint green color. The rain slowed down the internationalization of the city a little. The lights of the tall buildings along the roadside flashed past the windows in the daytime. The blurred lights intertwined and fluctuated, making people happy.

When they returned home, they brought along a few small gifts that they bought along the way and gave them to Qinghuan. After that, Lu Qingli hurried upstairs to look at the babies. Xi Muyao was called over by Lu Jinghao to discuss a few temporary matters.

After they finished their conversation, Lu Jinghao suddenly said with a smile, "I thought that I wouldn't be able to hear you call me daddy ever again. Although you are my son-in-law, you can still be considered half my son. " Lu Jinghao laughed heartily, the wrinkles at the corner of his eyes proliferating once again.

Xi Muyao smiled, "Father, I have always thanked you for your help. I have always treated you as my father.

Lu Jinghao was elated when he heard it, he had always trusted Xi Muyao a lot. In addition, out of his three daughters, he loved Lu Qingli the most.

He was also very fond of his son-in-law and always preferred him a little.

"Are the preparations for the weekend's wedding almost done?"

"The media has already contacted Figaro, the one the wedding team was looking for. The rest of the staff have all sent out invitations."

Lu Jinghao nodded his head, and said satisfyingly: "This time's wedding will definitely cause a sensation, the title of the draft will most likely go towards something that will benefit us."

Xi Muyao agreed: "Of course. I'll arrange for my friends at the television station to support me all the way. It will definitely change Qingli's image in the eyes of the masses. "

Lu Jinghao nodded his head: "I will arrange for some business people to meet you. At the end of the year, there will be a food and oil futures to be released, they might reveal some to you."

Hearing that, Xi Muyao's eyes lit up, but he did not say anything and nodded.

Lu Jinghao chatted with him a little more before letting him leave. Xi Muyao went down the stairs and went into his room. He met Mrs Zhang and then went downstairs to find Lu Qingli.

Mrs Zhang said that Qingli carried the baby downstairs to bask in the sun. He followed the cobblestone path to the back door.

Through the glass window, Xi Muyao could see what Lu Qingli was saying.

In the villa at Lu Family, there was an imitation of an ancient European style building with a large garden at the back. Most of it was planted with evergreen plants, and there was a large row of branches and flower beds. Running along a row of camphor trees, one could see a square European style pavilion. On the other side of the pavilion, there was a large glass-decked room. The room was illuminated, making the pavilion very bright.

Even after they entered the pavilion, the snowflakes still drifted in.

The kitchen window faced northwest, and only when the sun was setting did it brush past the two skyscrapers in the distance and drop to the horizon. Only at this last moment would there be some time for light to shine into the kitchen.

On the polished white kitchen tiles, which had the pattern of golden lotus blossoms, the petals were slowly blooming in the last light, as if they were alive.

Xi Muyao leaned on the old sofa that was on the second floor in front of the window on the balcony. On the sofa, there was a light red cloth with a peony embroidered with golden threads. He didn't do anything as he quietly watched Lu Qingli carry the baby and walk in circles under the sun on the balcony outside the window.

When Lu Qingli carried the baby into the room, the rays of light reflected off the spotlessly white tiles and hit the side of Lu Qingli's face, causing her to go from her forehead to the bridge of her nose, to her tender lips to the sharp line of her chin, it was as if her skin was faintly covered with a layer of hazy light, as if her skin had become transparent. Furthermore, there was also a shadow at the corners of her eyes and nose, causing Lu Qingli's eyes to look extremely gentle. The baby in her arms looked at him and giggled happily. In this short moment, it was as if she had already experienced a century's worth of longevity. Xi Muyao suddenly felt that if she were to age like this, her life would only end in this way.

Lu Qingli looked at Xi Muyao strangely. "What's wrong? Why are you staring at me? "

Xi Muyao laughed in a low voice: "It's nothing." He stood up and took the baby from Lu Qingli.

Xi Muyao carefully hugged the child, looking at his tender and white face, which looked like a ball of glutinous rice, he couldn't help but kiss her. Lu Qingli looked at the interaction between father and son with a bit of disdain but also felt that it was a bit funny. The corner of her mouth overflowed with a faint smile. The serenity within the autumn waves created a gentle ripple.

Xi Muyao hugged his for a while, then called his mother to come over and take the child away. He turned around and said to Lu Qingli with a gentle voice:

"The person in charge at Figaro just told me that our wedding dress is ready. Should we go take a look?"

Lu Qingli thought about it, nodded her head and followed Xi Muyao to the activity room.

He pulled Lu Qingli's hand and walked forward. In front of them, there was a fake model, on top of which was a dress wearing a long dress, pure white yarn wrapped around a white silk dress, with the hem of the dress added on, propping it up, and atop it was a diamond inlaid white rose pattern, the patterns on the side of the dress had a piano wire that had tiny pearls sewn onto the side, making the entire dress look elegant and imposing.

Xi Muyao went close to Lu Qingli's ear and whispered: "Aren't you going to give it a try?"

Lu Qingli asked again. Lu Qingli could only open her mouth and say: "In the past, when we were first married, I had not tried the wedding dress before. Now, let's not try it anymore."

Xi Muyao said in a low voice, "Now that there's no one else, can you just let me see it?"

Lu Qingli couldn't refuse him, so she went into the changing room to change her wedding dress. When she came out, Xi Muyao saw that she was holding onto the edge of her dress with both of her hands, carefully walking out.

Xi Muyao walked over, knelt on one knee, and gently held Lu Qingli's right hand in her palm. He looked at Lu Qingli in the eyes with a pious expression. "Miss, may I ask you to dance?"

Lu Qingli could not hold back her laughter. She didn't say anything, she merely squeezed Xi Muyao's hand gently, then Xi Muyao stood up and pulled her into his embrace, smiling as he took her around, and with the waltz slowing down by several times, he made her feel extremely comfortable. Xi Muyao slowly turned around as his head got closer and closer to her.

Lu Qingli was dazed as she thought back to her first wedding with Xi Muyao a long time ago. At that time, she was wearing the most dazzling attire in the entire city. When she looked at Xi Moyan, her expression was one of pride and shyness. Just a glance at this man who had transformed from a girl into a mature one was enough for her to feel blessed. It was a memorable wedding.

Lin Yeyan slept for a long time before she suddenly heard someone talking beside her ear. The voice was very soft, but she slowly woke up. She frowned, and the light fell into her eyes. She opened her eyes, and the soft light fell upon her, and she turned her head and looked dreamily at her surroundings. The European-styled clock on the snow-white wall was turning its hands at a steady pace, and she could not see the exact time, but next to it was a carved ornament, its golden light reflected in her eyes.

At the sound of footsteps, she turned her head in confusion.

"You're awake?" A man's voice sounded in his ear, very gentle.

She turned her head and saw a handsome man standing beside her, looking at her with a smile on his face.

Lin Yeyan's head was in pain, she frowned slightly. The environment here didn't seem like it was home, but a faint fragrance permeated from within the room, very much like a familiar scent of perfume. This place is... Hotel?

Seeing the young man who had just finished making the call turn and walk towards him with a smile, Lin Yeyan did not react, and subconsciously asked: "Who are you?"

Lin Yeyan slowly sat up, feeling dizzy and weak, almost falling back onto the bed. Fortunately, Mu Wenshu was able to support her from behind.

Lin Yeyan shook his head and leaned his head against the bed frame with Mu Wenshu's support, then carefully placed a pillow behind her waist.

Lin Yeyan drank the water Mu Wenshu passed him and felt that it was sweet and delicious.

Mu Wenshu stood at the side and said gently, "I saw a few people bullying you near the bar, then you suddenly fainted. Since you didn't want to go to the hospital, I could only bring you here."

Hearing Mu Wenshu's words, Lin Yeyan once again thought back to her memories of the night, and immediately felt embarrassed. She turned around and thanked Mu Wenshu. Mu Wenshu waved his hand, "It's alright, you've been here for so long, your family must be worried. How about you contact your parents first?"