Los Angeles, Fang House

In the piano room on the third floor, as the last note in Tang Yan's hand fell, there was only the sound of two people breathing slightly in the silent space.

Tang Yan slowly opened his bright eyes and asked nervously, "How is it?

Ou Ruihua pondered for a moment, so he replied solemnly: "I think you ...... You're really good at playing!" said the boy with a cheerful finish.

Tang Yan's originally nervous expression relaxed, and he scolded: "How old are you, and you still play this game with me?"

"Who told someone to do this? hahaha!" laughed O'Révar.

Tang Yan glanced at him, then pushed the wheelchair to the door, ignoring the man.

When the boy saw that the girl was leaving, he immediately pushed her forward, and said mischievously: "Xiao Tangyuan, you put 10,000 hearts, you play really well, tomorrow's champion must be yours, you just need to keep your normal heart, plus, with the 'bloom' I designed for you, you will definitely bloom a wonderful performance." ”

Tang Yan lowered his eyes to look at this dress tailored for himself, and looked closely, the dress was embroidered with pale yellow roses from the waist to the skirt, and under the illumination of the light, the broken bricks on the entire dress exuded dazzling starlight, and from a distance, it was like a delicate flower blooming the most beautiful and bewitching posture.

She knew that he must have spent a lot of thought and time, this guy has a quirk that he is not allowed to be touched by the clothes he is designing, every stitch on the dress is done by himself, and when the finished product is not completed, he must have changed the design draft countless times, just to complete this unique, so that people really 'bloom' amazing eyes.

Tang Yan looked at the young man behind him with tears in his eyes, and said sincerely: "Thank you, I like the dress that I have spent so much time and energy making!"

Ou Ruihua was a little helpless in the face of the girl's thanks and said: "Harm, what thank you do we have to say between us, the most important thing is that if you like it, if you like it, my design will be meaningful." ”

Tang Yan chuckled and said, "Why don't you say thank you, even the closest people still have to say thank you?" This is the most basic etiquette, anyway, I have to say it." ”

Ou Ruihua looked at such a smart girl, and said dotingly: "Okay, our little Tangyuan is really a good child with good etiquette." ”

"You're not big or small, I'm older than you, and if I were a child, you'd be a little kid. Tang Yan said with some competition.

"Haha, yes, you're older, you should be called an old aunt. After the boy finished speaking, he left quickly, for fear that the girl behind him would swallow him alive.

When Tang Yan heard this, he immediately raised the watch in his left hand and looked at his face carefully and carefully, the more he looked at it, the better he looked, where did he look old, he must be jealous of Miss Ben's face, it must be, I just don't know that bastard is so lucky to marry a beauty like me home, it's really enviable?

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Beijing, Fuyun Villa

As soon as Xi Qingcang returned to the villa, he took a private plane to Los Angeles.

On the plane, Xi Qingcang's feet folded casually, and he asked in a hoarse and deep voice, "Who is that man?"

Xi Rui hurriedly handed over the information in his hand and said respectfully: "Fourth master, it has been found out, his name is Ou Ruihua, he is a Chinese-French mixed-race, his father is from Los Angeles, he used to be neighbors with the Fang family, and his mother is French, he moved to France ten years ago, and now he rarely comes back, but the two families have always kept in touch."

Oriva is a famous French designer - Ari, and Miss Tang Yan are childhood sweethearts, and there are photos of the two when they were children, and ...... I also heard that the two families have set a baby kiss for the two of them since they were children. ”

Xi Qing took a sip of the red wine, and sneered: "Childhood sweetheart?"

Xi Rui felt a cold sweat on his spine, and he didn't dare to reply.

"Give Xiao Hei a call. Xi Qingcang said coldly.

"Yes!"

"Fourth master, it's connected. Xi Rui respectfully put the phone in the man's hand.

"Fourth Master!"

"Is that Oervar out now?"

"European ...... The fourth master, his subordinates are ignorant, if it's not the fourth master, can he directly tell his subordinates what they want to do?"

"I said, did that man come out of the Fang Mansion?"

Xiao Hei on the other side of the phone hesitated, and suddenly realized: "Fourth master, we have been guarding here all along, but he has not come out yet." ”

"Not out yet?"

"Yes, I've seen him come out until now. ”

"Go see who he's with now?"

"Yes, please wait a moment. ”

Moments later,

"Fourth Master, he stayed in the Fang Mansion. ”

"Stayed? on the first floor?"

"On the top floor, next door to Miss Tang Yan's room. ”

only heard a "bang", and the wine glass in Xi Qingcang's hand burst instantly.

Xi Rui hurriedly asked, "Fourth Master, are you okay?" and then shouted with his subordinates, "Hurry up and bring the medical kit." ”

Xiao Hei on the other side of the phone heard this, holding the phone tremblingly, with a demented expression.

It's over, I seem to be waiting for the fourth master, what should I do?

On the plane, Xi Rui half-squatted to treat his grandfather's palm that was cut by the wine glass.

"Fourth master, it's already bandaged. Xi Rui respectfully stepped aside.

Xi Qingcang lowered his eyes and looked at the bandaging technique on his hand, and couldn't help but think of the scene where the girl bandaged herself, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a light smile.

The uninjured hand unconsciously pressed the girl's phone,

"Toot-"

"Hello. The girl said softly.

Tang Yan waited for a few seconds and couldn't wait for the other party to speak, and muttered, "Hey, there's no sound, is my phone broken?"

The girl's glutinous voice made the man chuckle and say, "Your phone is not broken." ”

The man's laughter made Tang Yan a little embarrassed, and blamed: "Then why haven't you kept making a sound?"

Xi Qingcang listened to the girl's slightly complaining tone, and said in a deep voice: "I'm not looking to see if you forgot me, but I didn't expect to really forget me." ”

Tang Yan listened to the man's slightly resentful tone, and said softly: "What's the matter, isn't there no way for me to look at my phone?"

The man listened to the girl's voice a little differently, more delicate than before, and wondered, "What are you doing?

Tang Yan took off the mask on his face with one hand, and said with a deep breath: "Now the voice is normal." ”

Xi Qingcang couldn't help but be a little curious: "What were you doing just now?"

Tang Yan gently massaged the essence on his face with both hands, and said inarticulately: "Apply a mask." ”

Xi Qingcang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he wondered: "Apply a mask?"

"Well, are you at the airport?" Tang Yan asked, listening to the noisy spiral noise on the man's side.

Xi Qingcang said in a low voice: "Well, you can see me when you wake up tomorrow morning." ”

Tang Yan was slightly tired when he heard the man's magnetic voice, and there was sweetness and distress in his heart, and he said softly: "Did you just come over after work?"

When Xi Qingcang heard this, his eagle-like eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought of the picture of her with other men, their relationship was extremely warm and harmonious and natural, the girl was in front of him like she had never seen before, there were surprises, cunning, and moving......

None of this has ever appeared in his own place, and he tightly suppressed anger and jealousy between his eyebrows, and asked coldly: "I called you before, and I heard you chatting with a boy. ”

When Tang Yan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, his eyes were puzzled, and he said innocently: "You haven't called me before?

"At 5:35, you answered the phone, and I guess you put your phone aside and forgot about me. Xi Qingcang recalled it and couldn't help but sneer mockingly.

Is she really dispensable to her, since she left these days, she hasn't called herself once, nor has she sent any text messages, but she can't help but contact her again and again, the funny thing is that people are not rare at all.

Is it that her childhood sweetheart has come back, and she should quit too? Also, she promised that she was forced to agree because she was a scoundrel.