Wealthy family wedding 658

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Xia Yihan stepped forward and said, "Yes, madam, I do want you to wear this rose." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info "The stalk of the rose fluttered flexibly in Xia Yihan's hand, and after a while, a small ring with a rose appeared.

The woman put it on with her index finger curiously: "Beautiful, it's so beautiful, what's your name." The woman looked at Xia Yihan with a smile.

"My name is Xia Yihan, if you need it, I can design many styles of rings for you, but I need money. When talking about money, although Xia Yihan's face was a little red, it was more firm.

The woman swiped a check and handed it to Xia Yihan: "If your design satisfies me, these are just deposits." ā€

The money given by the woman was enough for Xia Yihan to buy two houses in the best place in the country, and after paying the house money to Qin Feng, Xia Yihan accompanied Ye Zimo with peace of mind.

Putting his hand on the head of the leaf ink, the slightly cool touch reassured Xia Yihan. "Why did you sleep so long this time"

Xia Yihan spoke to Ye Zimo alone, and subconsciously looked at the man almost every time he said a word, the man's thin eyelids flickered slightly, and he was more of a long breath.

"Remember when you asked me why I didn't run, I don't know, I always feel that if you stay by your side, you will not die, and you will not let me die, isn't it ridiculous, this kind of blindness that is almost Stalinist worship. Xia Yihan put his forehead against the back of Ye Zimo's hand and said in a low voice.

"Hehehe, it's really an interesting statement. With a ridiculous voice, Xia Yihan subconsciously looked up at Ye Zimo, who was still asleep.

Xia Yihan turned his head to look at the source of the voice at the door, Qin Feng checked Ye Zimo's injury, saw Xia Yihan glaring at him, and said jokingly: "Why, I was disappointed just now"

Xia Yihan bit his lip and didn't speak, his heart was a huge frustration, an unfamiliar environment, strange people, and an inexplicable pursuit.

Qin Feng looked at the sleeping Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan, who was staring at him, and suddenly felt that this oriental woman was indeed too cute, and climbed the door and said: "It is said that the sleeping beauty was woken up by the prince, do you want to try the beauty kissing the sleeping prince"

Xia Yihan funnily kicked the mischievous Qin Feng out of the door, looked back at Ye Zimo's tightly pursed, bloodless lips, and the ghost made a god to paste his softness.

The eyes that should have been closed opened slightly, and when Xia Yihan was about to leave, he strongly wrapped around Xia Yihan's waist, and Ye Zimo took Xia Yihan towards himself.

The soft breath brought a sweet and soft touch between the lips, and Ye Zimo pressed against Xia Yihan's forehead: "Beautiful princess, I'm back." ā€

The long-lost voice made Xia Yihan burst into tears, and he was furious when he thought of the other party lying to him just now: "Bastard, you better go back to sleep."

Xia Yihan wanted to leave, Ye Zimo imprisoned the person in his arms, and the small bed made the two of them fit more closely: "Good, let me hold for a while." Ye Zimo sniffed Xia Yihan's fragrance and fell asleep again.

"Some inflammation of the wound does cause a brief lethargy, which may improve in two or three days. After Qin Feng looked at Ye Zimo's wounds, he couldn't help but turn to Xia Yihan: "You really don't go to Madame's ball, and there are really not many invitations in Italy that you can get her handwritten invitation." ā€

Xia Yihan shook his head: "I'd better stay here with him." ā€

Qin Feng smiled: "That's fine, but I heard that Madam is a rare stubbornness in the world, so you just wait for her to urge you." ā€

In the afternoon, sure enough, an extended Lincoln stopped on the side of the road, and the people on the side of the road cast envious eyes on Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan lowered her head slightly, not wanting people to notice her, and quickly walked in front of the woman: "Lady Elizabeth, I do have something." ā€

Elizabeth liked Xia Yihan very much, although Xia Yihan rejected her again and again, and said to Xia Yihan with a pleasant face: "Last time you said that you were looking for a nobleman named AHE, I know that there are several, and today they have invited them to my ball, you go to take a look." ā€

Xia Yihan was forcibly dragged by Lady Elizabeth to change clothes and do styling, so when she entered the door, the ball had already begun.

In Nuoda's hall, there was only Xia Yihan who had an oriental face, and many people were quietly looking at Xia Yihan. Elizabeth took Xia Yihan to a group of people and said something in Italian. Then he turned his head and whispered to Xia Yihan: "They are very interested in your design and want to invest in you to open a brand store in Italy." ā€

Xia Yihan lowered his voice and asked, "Lady Elizabeth, what you said is ahe" Elizabeth covered her mouth and smiled, pointing to the tall man who was looking at Xia Yihan not far away.

Unconsciously raised his neck to find AHE, and found that the other party was an Italian with brown hair, and Xia Yihan was a little disappointed.

I don't know when the warm body has been pasted behind him, and the hoarse voice with the smell of cigars said softly: "Baby, I didn't expect to see you here." ā€

Xia Yihan was frightened and wanted to escape, but Nuel wrapped around Xia Yihan's waist to make Xia Yihan look like he had collapsed in his arms.

"Let go of me. Xia Yihan said with a cold feeling.

"Let go of you, Nonono, unless you pull out that knife and show it to me at once. Nuel took Xia Yihan to a quiet corner and looked at Xia Yihan with interest.

"Pull out the knife and let me go," Xia Yihan asked.

Nuel raised an eyebrow: "Of course." ā€

Xia Yihan took a deep breath, bent down and opened his skirt to take out the thirteen stars with quenched diamonds, held it up in front of Nuel, and gently pushed it with his index finger, and the sheath of the dagger and the dagger were really separated.

Nuel lost his smile and looked at Xia Yihan seriously, as if he wanted to see Xia Yihan through, took the thirteen stars in Xia Yihan's hand, pushed it with his thumb, and the dagger did not move.

"How is it possible" Xia Yihan took the dagger again, just pushed it lightly, and the dagger opened.

"You must be amazed how you can wield this dagger. Nuel said slowly.

Xia Yihan closed the dagger and nodded. "The Thirteen Stars are our family's thing, and it is said that whoever can open this dagger will become the most powerful soothsayer in the family, and I must marry you. ā€

"What are you kidding, it's the 21st century. Xia Yihan refused, and the eyes of the two were on the dagger, and Xia Yihan felt incredible.

Xia Yihan looked at the man leaning on him vigilantly, and said vigilantly, "You just said that you wanted to let me go." ā€

Nuel raised her eyebrows: "Oriental beauty, next time you have to listen to someone talk, what I said is of course I won't let you go." ā€

Nuel originally thought that Xia Yihan would be so angry that his teeth itched, but he didn't expect Xia Yihan to smile: "Do you know that China's famous art of war is called a soldier and is not tired of cheating?"

Xia Yihan held the dagger in his hand high above his head, and shouted with all his strength: "Who dropped the thirteen stars that Emperor Caesar brought over?" ā€

The daggers that had disappeared for hundreds of years during the time of the thirteen-star Julius Caesar, even the upper class were fascinated by this mysterious weapon, and they gathered here one after another.

"Where do you think you can run," Nuel said through gritted teeth.

Xia Yihan quickly stuffed the dagger into Nuel's hand: "I don't want to be your soothsayer." With the complicated court clothes worn by the groups of noble ladies present, Xia Yihan deftly broke free from Nuel's hands and slipped out.

Nuel waved his hand, and a group of people followed Xia Yihan's footsteps.

Xia Yihan knew that someone was following him, and along the long corridor, the skirt kept Xia Yihan's movements unchanged.

stretched out from the side of the pillar and pulled Xia Yihan with a hand, Xia Yihan raised his foot and smashed it at the other party with his high heels.

"Xia Yihan," Ye Zimo let out a muffled snort and gritted his teeth.

"Ye Zimo, why are you here?"

"Xia Yihan. Ye Zimo called Xia Yihan in a low voice.

Xia Yihan looked up puzzled and followed Ye Zimo to the rooftop, "If I said that I was going to jump from here now, would you be afraid." ā€

Xia Yihan turned his head to look at the enemy who was getting closer and closer to the two, closed his eyes and hugged Ye Zimo: "I'm afraid"

Ye Zimo chuckled, wrapped his arms around Xia Yihan's waist and stepped on the rooftop and jumped off the second floor.

The men caught up, only to see a dexterous voice carrying Xia Yihan back to the ground and driving away.

The car stopped at the door of Xia Yihan's familiar villa, and the people who kept walking around made Ye Zimo alert.

"Did Nuel's people find AHE," Xia Zimo asked.

Ye Zimo nodded, the two returned to the old man's house, the house was not lit, Ye Zimo reached out and grabbed Xia Yihan, who wanted to enter the door, but he was a step too late, and a bunch of masked people surrounded the two.

Ye Zimo kicked away the people who wanted to step forward to intercept him, because he pulled the wound and snorted, almost quickly solved two or three people, and not far away, a man wearing a mask hugged Xia Yihan, who was knocked unconscious: "Do you want to continue to fight Chinese men." ā€

"Let go of your dirty hands" Ye Zimo dropped the gun in his hand.

Xia Yihan woke up, and his forehead was immediately covered with a hot hand: "It seems that he has a good rest." Ye Zimo smiled.

Xia Yihan looked at it, and they were in a huge basement. Only the windows reflected some faint lights in the clearing, and groups of people walked around, looking depressed, looking at Ye Zimo's concerned eyes, Xia Yihan opened a somewhat dry and hoarse voice: "Where are we?"

Ye Zimo gently brushed away the bangs that Xia Yihan had glued to his forehead, lowered his head and offered a kiss, "I'll know soon." ā€

Ye Zimo's hands were very hot, Ye Zimo's lips were very hot, Xia Yihan turned over and put his hand on Ye Zimo's forehead, screaming: "Ye Zimo, you have a fever"

Ye Zimo nodded indifferently: "It may be that the wound is inflamed." ā€

"Miss, you're really good-looking. The tall foreigners gradually approached them, and then some people approached Xia Yihan one after another.

"Are you deciding who dies first?" Ye Zimo said nonchalantly, sitting still. The tall man looked at Ye Zimo with some scruples.

"You're alone, I really don't believe you have much energy" The pot-bellied man quickly grabbed Xia Yihan.

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