Chapter 142

"This is my fiancee, ye Qingxin."

"This is Xiao Lian, a friend."

There is a clear distinction between relatives and strangers.

Xiao Lian looks at a couple of men and women in front of her. The man looks at the girl clearly and gently, which she has never seen for so many years.

When ye Qingxin hears the word "Xiao Lian", he suddenly understands why he sees the picture of Isla and Jing Boyuan in the same frame.

Xiao Lian.

Once, she saw a call with this name on the screen of jingboyuan's mobile phone.

She learned from jingboyuan's words that the woman named Xiao Lian was going to go back to China for development. She had been bored about it for some time and wondered who Xiao Lian was? What does it look like? What's the relationship with jingboyuan? Only Du did not connect Xiao Lian with the famous model Isla, who was going to return home for development.

Sure enough, the big boss's friends are not ordinary people.

Ye Qingxin looks at Xiao Lian with a smile. Her eyebrows are bent, her smile is quiet and her mouth is sweet: "sister Xiao, nice to meet you."

Xiao Lian looks at the little girl who is a little shorter than herself. Her smile is clean, her eyes are like two big and Round Amethyst grapes, twinkling with flexibility and purity. Her facial features are beautiful and soft. She looks smart and sensible, and her mouth is curved when she smiles.

Standing with her, there is a sense of unforgettable vicissitudes in my heart. No matter how beautiful and well maintained I am, I am not as fresh as a 20-year-old girl.

Apart from each other's status and unhappiness, on the whole, she was a very pleasant little girl.

Wearing ordinary clothes, but not covering exquisite good body, the skin match snow.

Xiao lianlengyan's alienated corners of the mouth are slightly hooked. She looks at jingboyuan with a smile, "so you like this one."

Jing Boyuan copied his pocket with one hand and dropped it naturally with the other hand. His casual stance was pleasing to the eye. He laughed and said, "it's not."

After a second's pause, he added, "I only like her."

He only likes Ye Qingxin, not this type of girl.

Simple five words, showing a 34 year old mature man's introverted and heavy emotion.

When ye Qingxin looks at jingboyuan, she suddenly has an illusion that the figure printed on her eyes seems to be shining.

Involuntarily, she's close-up.

Men have a faint smell of tobacco, mixed with mature man's hormone taste, let her heart beat faster, also let her feel at ease.

Jingboyuan lowers his head and just smiles at the little girl's eyes. He raises his hand to lift her broken hair to the back of his ear. His action is intimate and natural.

Xiao Lian suddenly felt that she was like an intruder who had broken into the paradise by mistake. She was out of tune with the scenery and atmosphere here.

She laughed and broke the quiet and sweet atmosphere between them. "I have a dinner with my friends in the evening. Would you like to have dinner with me?"

Jing Boyuan looked at her and said, "no, we have something to do."

"Well, I'll go first." Xiao Lian said that she fell in love with Ye, raised her hand and waved it. Every move showed the fashion taste and aura of a famous model. She said, "goodbye."

Ye Qingxin said goodbye with a smile, "goodbye, sister Xiao."

Looking at Xiao falling in love with a nanny car, ye Qingxin turns to jingboyuan and says with a smile, "Isla is your friend. Why didn't you mention it when I told you about the cooperation with Isla at noon?"

Jingboyuan looked down. Although the girl tried to hide her emotions, he still saw the jealousy under her eyes. With the little girl's coquetry, he laughed, rubbed her hair and asked: "what do you say?"

Ye Qingxin pursed her lower lip. "You know Isla."

Jing Boyuan: "you don't know now."

Ye Qingxin: "that's different..."

Jing Boyuan: "what's the difference?"

Ye Qingxin

On the car, and so on the car out of a distance, she just muttered: "it's not the same."

The man just smiles and says nothing. He reaches out to hold Ye Qingxin's hand. His palm is warm and dry, thick and reliable, which gradually pacifies the girl's fluctuating heart.

Just as jingboyuan's car was leaving, Xiao Lian, sitting in the nanny's car, watched the sight of white Land Rover and saw a familiar figure coming quickly from the gate of the stadium.

She was a little surprised. She turned her head to see who was coming, and a light was shining in her eyes.

Assistant also saw, suddenly surprise way: "isn't that big designer Connie?"

Connie, an internationally renowned fashion designer, once served as the chief designer of a luxury brand, and later founded her own fashion brand pear, which has become popular in the domestic and international fashion circles, especially in the past two years, every season of Milan Fashion Week has paer.

Xiao Lian had cooperated with her once before she became famous. It was this cooperation that helped Xiao lian to become a famous model from an unknown little model. It was only then that Xiao Lian developed.

Xiao Lian gets out of the car and goes forward to say hello to Connie. She is familiar with Connie with casual respect. "Connie, what a coincidence."

Connie stops, takes back her gaze from the white Land Rover and responds gracefully, "Isla, I came to see your show specially. Do you have time for a cup of coffee?"

This is to invite Xiao lian to cooperate.

Xiao Lian nodded, smiling charming, "of course."

White Land Rover is driving on the broad road in Beijing. Ye Qingxin stares out of the car window, and a piece of green palm trees in the green belt glides quickly in front of him.

Ye Qingxin carefully recalled what happened during the competition. She could not help sighing. She felt that her good luck had been used to find a man. Except for finding a good man, she seemed to be lacking in other aspects. Her clothes were damaged and Isla fell down in public. At that time, she finished the explanation and saw the reaction of the judges and visitors. She thought she had a good chance of winning.

As a result, he was pushed down by the best one.

"Sigh what?" Ear, deep mellow male audio, holding her small hand that big hand with some strength.

She turned her head and asked the men who focused on driving around her. The men's financial and social status were incomparable. Even the people around her were excellent. They were either politicians, CEOs or celebrities. No matter how bad they were, they were also chief doctors of famous hospitals. Suddenly, they felt that they were not in line with them.

Ye Qingxin is more and more aware that if he wants to gain a firm foothold around this man and get the recognition and blessing from the heart of the world, he is afraid that he will have a long way to go. This time, he has lost a good opportunity to grow up.

Thinking of this, she lowered a few decibels and asked: "I didn't get into pretty face, isn't it really bad?"

Originally, she didn't care much. Although there was an accident, she was not disappointed. Now, it's a pity.

Jing Boyuan recognized the real emotion hidden in her low voice and said in a soft voice, "it's not necessarily a bad thing not to be beautiful. You're still young and have a long way to go. You don't have to rush some things. You should concentrate on your studies at present."

His words were like consolation, or some kind of hint. Ye Qingxin only recognized the consolation in them, and said with a smile, "well."

Silent for a while, she solemnly said: "but I will work hard, you are so powerful, I am not good, too bad."

The man was amused by her serious tone, raised his hand and rubbed her head.

At six thirty in the evening, dinner is over.

Jing Boyuan tells Ye Qingxin that he will go out tomorrow.

It's a long journey, not a business trip.

Ye Qingxin blinked, "far away? Where to? "

"T city."

"..." Ye Qingxin was slightly stunned, and he could vaguely guess what he was going to do in T City, but he still asked, "well, what are you going to do in T city?"

Jing Boyuan sits on the dining chair opposite Ye Qingxin. His shirt sleeves are rolled up two times and rolled up to his elbow. His small arms are strong and his meridians are coiled. He looks at the strong and powerful. His arms are gently on the edge of the dining table. His left hand with a steel watch holds Ye Qingxin's small hand on the table. His deep eyes are staring at the girl's eyes for a moment, and he says in a low voice: "go to propose marriage."

These three words from the opposite man's mouth spit out, let Ye Qingxin heart beat, ear slightly fever, the whole body's blood seems to be boiling.

She lowered her head, did not look at the opposite man, also did not speak, between the eyebrows and eyes seems to be embarrassed, dyed delicate state, to her tender features add a bit of mature little woman charm

There was a long silence.

She asked in a low voice, "then I'll be with you."

Jingboyuan's thumb rubbed the catkin in his hand, and his tone was gentle. "You have a body. Stay at home. Let Aunt Zhang and Master Lu help you move back to Nanshan villa tomorrow."

After a pause, he said, "if you're afraid of boredom, let your friends go to accompany you, or I'll let soso accompany you."

Ye Qingxin smiles. He doesn't comment on this. Instead, he asks another question, "are you going alone?"

Jingbo yuan back: "and my father, how can there be no father's parents present."

This gives the woman enough face, with the status of the Jing family, there is no need to be so condescending, personally go to T city to propose a marriage, anyone can do it, others will not say anything about the Jing family, only despise the woman, ye Qingxin's status in the Jing family in the future must be questioned by outsiders.

Nowadays, it can at least block the mouths of those waiting to see ye Qingxin's jokes.

Jing Boyuan finished, ye Qingxin's eyes suddenly turned red, his nose slightly sour, and he held his big hand in his backhand.

She said, "thank you."

She didn't know what else to say except these three words.

She was grateful and moved by his thoughtfulness and protection.

Jingboyuan got up and went around the dining table, took Ye Qingxin into her arms, rubbed her hair and said, "others have, you should have."

Marriage promotion, employment, wedding.

The man should have all respect and attention to the woman.

When jingboyuan took a bath, ye Qingxin was watching TV in the sofa of Princess Tai. After the news, there was the weather forecast. There was heavy rain from tonight to tomorrow in the capital. The southeast wind was 6 or 7, and the wind was very strong.

Ye Qingxin frowned, raised the remote control, pressed the pause button, and said aloud to the bathroom: "Boyuan, tomorrow's weather is bad, there is rain and wind, do you want to postpone going to T city for two days?"

After a while, jingboyuan came out, looked at the still picture on the TV screen for two seconds, and said, "it's OK. It's OK when it's raining."

"But..." Ye Qingxin is not at ease, "can't you postpone two days? I'm not in a hurry for one day or two. "

Jingboyuan wiped his hair and said, "I've set a meeting time with your mother. It's hard to change it."

"..." Ye Qingxin was surprised, and then she remembered that she had not called her mother to tell her that she was going to get married. She reached for the belt of jingboyuan's nightgown and wrapped it carelessly at her fingertips. "When did you talk to my mother on the phone?"

Jing Boyuan put down the towel, stretched his fingers, lifted the girl's chin, leaned over to kiss her lips, "this noon."

After that, he patted the girl's face, "go to bed, it's late."

When ye Qingxin comes out of the bath, jingboyuan helps her dry her wet hair, and they embrace each other and go to sleep.

The atmosphere here is relaxed and warm, but on the other side there is a bit of tension.

It's ten o'clock at night.

Yan Family Mansion, Yan old man and Yan old lady have rest, servants also returned to the main building next to the small building rest.

In the room, Gu Jiao rarely changed her usual composure and said, "Mom! Why do you do this? You know how hard it took me to... I'm ruined by you! "

Huang Weijuan refused, "what's wrong with me? Am I wrong? I want you to be on your guard against Ye. It's good for you to make friends with her. Do you understand? You'll be happy when those two old people give her their property, won't you? "

"Ma! I told you, I want her to be beautiful. I told you

"So you let Yin Peipei cheat and give ye Qingxin the opportunity to cooperate with Xiao Lian?" Huang Weijuan sneers. If she didn't overhear her daughter's conversation with Yin Peipei, she doesn't know that her daughter is secretly against her.

Yin Peipei is the person in charge of drawing lots for participating designers.

"So, you're going to let Yin Peipei deliberately tell other designers about the cheating in the lottery, arouse their jealousy, and use their hands to deal with Ye Qingxin?" The more Gujiao thought about it later, the more wrong it was. She gave everyone a chance by drawing lots. It is reasonable that they should not be so jealous.

Later, the two designers who were disqualified from the competition were called out and asked. It turned out that there was still such a problem. Gu Jiao interrogated Yin Peipei again and found out the truth.

What Gujiao wants is to make her beautiful.

When it comes to this, Huang Weijuan is angry, "a group of guys who can't accomplish enough and can't defeat enough, two people can't deal with one, and finally I have to do it again, so that the host can misrepresent the scoring results and voting results."

Even if the jury knew that the results reported by the moderator were different, they were all human beings and knew the twists and turns. No one would come forward to clarify the truth.

A little-known designer is not worth offending for her.

"Ma!" Gu Jiao almost vomited blood. "Do you know that ye Qingxin is going to marry jingboyuan? Jing Boyuan is at the scene today. You don't know who he is. Do you think he can't see that we've done something? Are you not afraid of his revenge for ye Qingxin's injustice? "

Huang Weijuan is really not afraid. She hums coldly: "pretty face is not much worse than Bowei. Are you afraid of him?"

"Ma!" Gu Jiao was incoherent and roared: "the point is not this. The point is that I want ye to be beautiful. Why can't you listen to me once? I want her to be beautiful... "

Huang Weijuan was so angry at her that she burst into a rage and said, "you're short of a brain, aren't you? Why do you have to get that little girl into the company? I don't agree. I warn you, don't get that little girl into the company. Do you hear me

Huang Weijuan's left and right are inseparable from her family property.

Gu Jiao didn't know why, but suddenly she began to cry, "you never know what I want!" What she wants is not wealth, but the man.

Look at "bang!" A shut bedroom door, Huang Weijuan Leng Leng Leng, her daughter, she is more and more do not understand.

Back in her room, Gu Jiao was crying in bed. In less than two months, they got married.

The cell phone suddenly rang.

"Zhao You Jia" is flashing on the screen.

For a long time, she just wiped tears to answer, voice with cry cavity, "Hello, cousin."

"Jiaojiao, are you crying?" The male voice from the mobile phone is distressed and nervous.

Gu Jiao's tears kept falling and her voice trembled. "They got married on the sixth of October..."

There was a moment's silence on the phone, and the man's voice was a little chilly in his rough voice, "don't worry, Jiaojiao."

Click!

There is a sudden thunder outside the window. It seems to be very close to the window. It's inexplicable and frightening.

Scared Gu Jiao hands a shake, almost lost the mobile phone, heart rumbling straight jump.

In the middle of the night, there was a strong wind outside the window, thunder and lightning, and heavy rain.

The next morning, the rain closed a little, lightning is not as dense as last night, the wind is still very strong.

Ye Qingxin stares at the gloomy sky outside the window when eating breakfast. He feels a little uneasy. He mentions last night's suggestion again and looks worried. "Can we set off for T City in two days?"

Jing Boyuan laughs, "don't worry. In the past, when I was on business, I sometimes set out in such bad weather. If not, I would never do anything in bad weather."

Although the words say so, but, ye Qingxin still can't agree with, "also don't rush this one day two days......"

Jingboyuan suddenly gazed at Ye Qingxin's eyes, "it's rain or shine to marry you."

Ye Qingxin

Until sending jingboyuan downstairs, ye Qingxin still failed to recover from the tide brought by his sudden love words.

This man doesn't say love words easily, but every time he says it, it's deep and grand, hitting the deepest part of the heart.

Elevator entrance, jingboyuan turned to kiss the girl's eyes, "go back."

Ye Qingxin rarely disobeys his words. He reaches through the gap between his arm and waist, embraces the man's strong waist, and touches the belt between the man's waist. It's a little cold.

She looked up, chin on the third button of the man's shirt, eyes reluctant and nostalgic, "can't I take you downstairs?"

Jingboyuan stares at her for a moment. Without saying anything, he raises his hand and presses the down button.

When the elevator door opened, she went into the elevator with her arms around Ye Qingxin's belt.

Into the elevator, ye Qingxin subconsciously to press a negative button, jingboyuan but first she step by a button.

"Not to the underground garage?"

"The car is at the door."

In front of the unit door on the first floor, through the wide glass door, the trees shake and the grass move outside, the drizzle is continuous, and the sky is dark.

In front of the road, there is a large luxury bus, black and bright, and there is no other car.

Ye Qingxin followed jingboyuan out of the glass door, just stepped into the eaves, the wind outside, with moisture, cool, she can't help shaking.

"Where's your car?"

"Go back."

speak with.

Ye Qingxin laughed and asked again, "where's your car?"

Without waiting for Jing Boyuan to answer, the luxurious bus got on and off with a big black umbrella.

Ye Qingxin saw the man's face clearly, but he was another driver of jingboyuan. Why, he was stunned, "that..."

Jingboyuan took off his suit and wrapped Ye Qingxin in it. "The RV I bought in the past has never been used. This time, it comes in handy. It has complete facilities and is very comfortable. I won't be tired of your mother."

Ye Qingxin only heard its name, but not its body.

It looks like a luxury bus.

"Since it's comfortable, can I go too?" Ye Qingxin's eyes are shining. She hasn't been home for a long time. She also wants to go back and have a look. No matter how poor the conditions are, it's also the root of a person. People are root loving animals.

Why come to me when I'm talking.

Jing Boyuan said, "no, you have body."

"Don't you say you won't be tired of my mother? That won't be tiring me, will it

"That won't do either."

Jingboyuan has a tough attitude, and he is also the capitalist who has to obey my orders. He is autocratic and autocratic, but ye Qingxin is not angry. Instead, he laughs and goes to him and asks in a low voice, "do you love me so much?"

The man holds her wrist in one hand and rubs her delicate skin with his thumb, which makes her feel smooth.

Although he did not answer, ye Qingxin understood the meaning of his body language.

Can't help but cheek slightly hot, heart beat disorder up, with Jiao with angry to say: "I also love my mother."

Why embarrassed pestle in place, do not know whether to avoid a side.

Shaoqing, ye Qingxin said: "is uncle in the car? I'll go and say hello to him. "

Jing Boyuan said: "no, I'll pick him up at the old house later. It's cold outside. Go back quickly."

Ye Qingxin is driven back to the unit door by Jing Boyuan. Through the bright glass door, she looks at the man putting on the black suit wrapped around her. His action is full of masculine and resolute charm. Then she walks into the rain curtain with an umbrella. Her step is as steady as Mount Tai, and her figure is tall, broad and reliable.

This time, at least four days.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, ye Qingxin nests in the princess sofa of Sihe upper courtyard and receives a call from jingboyuan. Because of the rain, ye Qingxin does not move back to Nanshan villa today.

He said he had come out of the rain zone and the sun was shining outside.

Ye Qingxin looks at the heavy sky outside the window. It's raining all over the sky. In his ears, the wind howls like ghosts crying and wolves howling. Let go.

It's not a big deal to go out in rainy days, but if the person who goes out is concerned about himself, he has to be restless and cranky.

Five o'clock.

Ye Qingxin receives a strange phone call from a woman who calls herself Connie and invites her to join pear studio.

Ye Qingxin can't come back.

She knows who Connie is. She also knows the name of pear studio. It's just that the surprise comes too suddenly and the pie is a little big. She instinctively chooses not to believe it.