In the past few days, Beishan has stayed in the house to read, very leisurely, and did not go to Tianzhu Peak to absorb the moonlight. After the Great War, Kitayama enjoyed a rare and comfortable time.

Today, Beishan walked out of the door, which made Li Cong very surprised, and asked suspiciously: "Boss, are you going out?" ”

"Well, I'm going to Huayang District, you drive with me today. By the way, you prepare some gifts. ”

"Okay, boss. I'll do it now. ”

After a while. Li Cong, who was ready, drove the car and Beishan straight to Huayang District.

Beishan wants to visit her parents, she has only seen it once since she came back, there are more miscellaneous things, and more importantly, Beishan doesn't want to be noticed by people who have a heart because he goes back and forth to his parents' house too much. After all, Beishan's identity is destined to be impossible to live like ordinary people, and in the absence of absolute strength, Beishan doesn't want to bring any danger to her family because of herself, in that case, she will blame herself and regret it for the rest of her life.

Kitayama would never tolerate such a thing, so even though she missed her parents very much, she rarely went back to visit.

Beishan is about to leave Luanshi for a while, so it is necessary to visit his parents before leaving.

After a while, the two came to the door of the house. Looking at the door of his house, Kitayama felt that his eyes were suddenly a little sour, and then he returned to normal.

Looking at the closed door, Kitayama knew that the family was probably busy in the supermarket. So they immediately got into the car and came to the supermarket.

Sitting in the car, looking at the familiar supermarket, and the mother and father who placed the goods in the supermarket, Kitayama only felt guilt welling up like a tide.

Taking a deep breath, Beishan opened the car door and walked out, and Li Cong followed him into the supermarket with the gift.

Feeling that the glass door was pushed open, Beishan's parents thought that a guest was coming, so they quickly raised their heads and saw a man and a woman coming in.

Before Beishan's father could react, her mother had already hurriedly put down the goods in her hand, stepped forward enthusiastically, and said with some joy: Beishan, why are you here, why didn't you say it in advance before coming? Old man, come here, don't stand stupidly, this is the North Mountain I told you, Hitomi ......" Speaking of this, it seemed to arouse sadness, her mother paused, her lips trembled a little, and then she came over and continued with a forced smile: "She is Hitomi's good friend, sit down, don't be tired." ”

Looking at his mother who warmly welcomed him and his honest father who was standing next to him rubbing his hands and laughing, Beishan was in a trance, and then sat down, Li Cong hurriedly stood next to him, no matter how Beishan's parents persuaded him, he just didn't want to sit down.

"Uncle, aunt, I haven't come to see you recently, you must pay attention to your body and don't get tired." Kitayama looked at his parents in front of him, but he couldn't see each other, so he could only talk to his parents in the tone of a good friend of Fang Tong, so every word Kitayama said felt very difficult.

"You can't say that, we'll be happy if you can come, Beishan, ah, this is too rusty, can I call you Shanshan in the future?" Mother said happily.

And when Li Cong heard such a title, the corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily, and his own cold snake god was actually called such a childish name as "Shanshan".

Beishan couldn't hear Li Cong's complaint, nodded and said, "Yes, Auntie, you can call me whatever you want." ”

Then Li Cong put the gift in his hand on the table again, and in this way, he shirked again.

Happy times are always short-lived, and before they knew it, it was noon, Beishan and Li Cong got up to say goodbye, but they were saved by their parents. So Kitayama stayed at home and had a lunch full of warmth and happiness with his parents.

After lunch, Beishan and Li Cong said goodbye and left, and were sent out of the door by their parents, and at the moment when they were about to leave, Beishan glanced back at his parents, and suddenly found that their eyes were full of reluctance and nostalgia, and Beishan's heart was touched.

Kitayama knew that he was seen by his parents as his former self, but he added pity and guilt to his parents.

The people I am most sorry for in the whole world are my parents.

Looking at his gray-haired and haggard parents, Kitayama's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and could no longer move.

Beishan pursed his somewhat cold lips, held back the tears that were about to be saved, and said, "If you don't dislike it, let me be your goddaughter!" I grew up fatherless and motherless, and I was an orphan. Looking at you, I feel very warm as if I am seeing my parents. ”

Hearing Beishan's words, his parents paused for a moment, and then their lips began to tremble, and their eyes looked at Beishan with moist eyes, crying with joy, "Good, good, good!" We have another daughter. ”

Looking at her parents' expression, the surging emotions in Beishan's heart could no longer be suppressed, tears instantly flowed down her eyes, and with a smile in her tears, she finally shouted out the long-lost title: "Dad, Mom." ”

Suddenly, all three of them burst into tears.

This day was an extremely beautiful day for Kitayama, from this moment on, Kitayama felt that happiness had returned to his body, and even the coldness on his body and the anger that spread around his body after the killing a few days ago had weakened a lot, as if the iceberg began to melt slightly.

Back in the car, in the farewell of his parents, Kitayama left here. However, I regret that I did not see my brother.

"Li Cong, they will be my parents in the future, you have to treat them like me."

"Understood, boss. Don't worry! ”

When I returned to the store, I heard the waiter say that Lin Qing sent someone to bring him an invitation today.

Back in the room, Beishan opened the invitation, and it turned out that Lin Qing had invited him to their company for a dinner two days later.

Beishan, who has always been quiet, originally wanted Li Cong to call back, but when he thought about it, it was always bad for him to stay at home or cultivate in the mountains, if he didn't contact outsiders, how could he find a way to improve his cultivation? Working behind closed doors doesn't work.

So Li Cong replied to Lin Qing that he would go to the banquet in two days. As for what clothes to wear at that time, Beishan didn't care too much, and she was extremely relieved to have Li Cong take care of it. And now Kitayama doesn't care much about dressing and the like.

Two days are fast approaching. Beishan put on the dress prepared by Li Cong and rushed to the dinner in the car sent by Lin Qing to pick her up.

Opening the car door, Kitayama approached the banquet hall and amazed everyone, wearing a white floor-length skirt that just highlighted Kitayama's body curves, with proper tailoring and convex and concave.

A head of black hair is simply coiled up, neatly and neatly. Especially her height of 1.8 meters is enough to kill most well-dressed women in seconds, and with the cold color on her face, no one walks through the crowd next to Beishan.

"Who is this, so beautiful."

"Really tall, supermodel?"

"Well, with that kind of temperament, the model can't be compared."

"It's really an iceberg beauty, and it's ticklish."

"Why haven't I seen such a beauty in Luan City before?"

Facing everyone's eyes and whispers, Beishan didn't care, and walked forward quickly, because she had seen Lin Qing surrounded by everyone.

A few steps away, Beishan had already come to Lin Qing's side.

Looking at the beautiful woman who came to his side, Lin Qingleng took a moment, only to see that it was Beishan, and said in astonishment: "Beishan, it turned out to be you, this dress scared me, the peerless beauty is nothing more than that." ”

"Sister Lin is overrated."

"Hey, look at the eyes of the men around you, I can't wait to nail you and know that I'm not exaggerating." Looking at Beishan's still cold face, Lin Qing no longer joked, but took Beishan's arm and introduced to the surrounding guests: "Everyone, haven't you always wanted to know who my life-saving benefactor was on the day of my accident?" It's this Miss Kitayama, and she's still my godsister, so you should take care of her more in the future. After saying that, the people around remembered the warm applause.

After the introduction, Lin Qing continued to walk towards the other guests with Beishan in his arms. Beishan is still a cold face that no one can enter. Seeing this, some men who had ideas did not dare to approach.

Lin Qing took Beishan to meet a circle of guests, and then walked away, Beishan stood alone in a corner drinking the red wine in the cup, because he was not used to the taste of red wine, Beishan frowned slightly, and just drank it shallowly.

No one disturbed him, Beishan quietly looked at the well-dressed men and women around him, or hooked shoulders and waists, or three or five people talking and laughing loudly about business, as if it had nothing to do with him, only felt that the whole body and mind were more plain and leisurely.

It seems that after a big war, my impetuousness has gone a lot.

Suddenly, Kitayama looked to the right, and saw a man dressed luxuriously and with a handsome face approaching, and at first glance he was a successful man, because his face revealed a kind of confidence in power, not the impetuous and extravagant air that is characteristic of a gentleman.

The visitor walked up to Beishan, stretched out his hand, and said very gentlemanly: "Miss Beishan, can I have the honor to invite you to dance?" ”

Beishan didn't see it, and still bowed his head to taste the wine.

As early as when the man walked towards Beishan, people were paying attention to see if that person could pinch off this cold flower. Seeing such a sight, some people snickered.

When the man saw Kitayama's cousin, he didn't get angry, but said very politely: "I'm sorry, then I won't disturb Miss Kitayama." After saying that, he left with a smile, and Beishan still didn't raise his eyelids.

For a long time, Kitayama was alone here sipping the red wine in the cup.

Feeling that he had been here long enough, and that he was bored, Beishan wanted to say goodbye to Lin Qing.

Just walked a few steps, was blocked by a person to go way, Beishan looked at the person, red lips and white teeth, but a good appearance, but unfortunately the face was full of wine, and the eyes were lewd. Kitayama frowned and looked at the man who was about to be hollowed out by wine-colored wealth, and was silently preparing to pass by.

Suddenly, the man's palm was on Kitayama's shoulder, and his face was full of lust, and before everyone could see what was happening, they saw the man fly away and hit the wall.

"Ah......" Some women saw this scene and screamed, and others also talked about it, even the successful person who had just failed to talk to him saw such a picture, and a drop of cold sweat flowed down, secretly glad that he did not anger Beishan.

The man fell to the ground and groaned in pain, and everyone did not dare to approach, looking at the North Mountain that came over, they scattered one after another, lest they avoid it.

Lin Qing, who was negotiating business with others, didn't see this scene, so he looked at everyone's reactions and Beishan who came forward with some differences, "Sister Lin, I'm sorry, I'll leave first." The man was wounded by me, so if anything happens, let him come to me. ”

After speaking, Beishan turned around and left, leaving only Lin Qing, who was a little confused. I asked others to figure out who was injured. Lin Qing came to the injured man a little angrily, at this time he had been helped by others to sit on the chair and screamed, Lin Qing said with a cold face: "Lin Zhao, don't you know that Beishan is my honored guest?" Now it's cleaned up! I think you're really dead. If I know that you dare to go to the trouble of Beishan, be careful of your skin. ”

After listening to Lin Qing's warning, Lin Zhao was extremely aggrieved, and said with a drooping face: "Auntie, I was beaten, and you still scolded me, I am still not your nephew!" Seeing the slap that Lin Qing was about to slap, Lin Zhao hurriedly shrank his head and begged: "Oh, auntie, don't worry." When I see that Miss Kitayama in the future, I will definitely walk around, and definitely not take a step closer to her. ”

After listening to his nephew's assurance, Lin Qing was relieved. On the one hand, Beishan is his savior, Lin Qing doesn't want to destroy the relationship between them because of this, on the other hand, although he guesses that Lin Qing can also feel that Beishan is not easy to mess with. So even if he complained in his heart that Beishan didn't know the severity, he could only scold his nephew.

In fact, don't look at Lin Zhao's miserable screaming, it's actually just the pain of the flesh and skin, and it's not so strict. Beishan is just indifferent, and he is not brain-dead, how can he be ruthless in front of the public? If it was in a no-man's land, it was not certain how Beishan, who had already opened a killing ring, would treat Lin Zhao. Therefore, Lin Zhao should be happy.

Without further ado, Beishan had already walked out of the dinner venue at this time and refused the car sent by Lin Qing to send her back. Because she had already called and asked Li Cong to pick her up.

Beishan, dressed in a white evening dress, stood near the green belt on the side of the street, and the early autumn evening breeze blew on his body, bringing up a long skirt, looking from a distance, he really looked like a fairy in the Moon Palace.

Unfortunately, Kitayama was not immersed in the charming night, but slightly tilted his head sideways and looked in the direction of the right-hand side. A few miles away, a man's cry echoed through the somewhat silent streets.

Who is crying in the deep night?