It was freezing outside, Yan Ruisen wore a dark gray stand-up collar tweed coat, and when he went out, he took the car keys on the shoe cabinet in the entrance and took the black sheepskin gloves with his hand.

Yan Jianan was lying on the railing on the second floor to watch the back of his father leaving, his small mouth was slightly raised, and he said to Aunt Lin proudly, "I learned about it when I was in the restaurant, Xiangxiang is 25 years old this year, unmarried, I am very close to her, I hope my father can also be very close to her." ”

Aunt Lin didn't understand the meaning of his words for a while, and looked at Yan Jiannan in a daze, Yan Jiannan frowned, feeling that this aunt was so slow to react.

"Oh, I like Xiangxiang, I want her to be my stepmother."

Yan Jianan turned around and went back to the room after saying impatiently, he planned to make a series of plans for Yan Ruisen to chase girls.

At nine twenty, Qiao Xiang came out of the bedroom with Yan Jianan's children's mobile phone.

In the corridor, I met my sister Qiao Yue, who had just gone upstairs and was about to go back to the room, Qiao Yue pointed behind her and whispered, "Mom is still watching TV." ”

At dinner in the evening, Tong Shuyi made a tirade at the dinner table about Qiao Xiang's reluctance to have a boyfriend, and Qiao Xiang ate without saying a word at that time, so Qiao Yue knew that Qiao Xiang avoided his mother at home.

Qiao Xiang went downstairs, and the person was still on the stairs, and he was seen by Tong Shuyi.

Qiao Xiang consciously called out to his mother, then glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and walked to the living room to sit down.

"Haven't slept yet?" Tong Shuyi asked her daughter.

Usually at this time, even if Qiao Xiang didn't sleep, he must have stayed in his room.

Qiao Xiang shook his head, "My friend's things are here, and he will drive over to get them immediately." ”

Tong Shuyi saw the children's mobile phone in Qiao Xiang's hand, and immediately stimulated a certain nerve, and began to whisper in Qiao Xiang's ear again, "Xiangxiang, your friend is about the same age as you, this mobile phone looks like a child, everyone has children, do you envy it?" ”

“……”

"I think Lawyer Gao is very good, I have heard what your aunt said, many girls like him......"

Qiao Xiang couldn't listen anymore, looked at the time again, said to Tong Shuyi, "My friend should have arrived", and got up and went outside.

Tong Shuyi shouted behind her, "Why are you impatient with me every time I say these things, Xiangxiang!" ”

……

At half past nine on the phone with Yan Jianan, Qiao Xiang came out a few minutes early, preferring to be cold outside than listening to his mother in the house.

This community is a high-end community, all of which are townhouses, Qiao Xiang reported the address to Yan Jianan, he knew that Yan Jiananan conveyed it to Yan Ruisen, and Yan Ruisen should be easy to find.

Qiao Xiang was covered with a coral velvet nightgown outside, looking thick, and when the cold wind blew, she was still shivering with cold.

Soon, the black Bentley was slowly driving through the night, and the lights illuminated the tree-lined path even brighter.

The car stopped at the door of Qiao Xiang's house, and Qiao Xiang stepped forward, thinking that Yan Jianan would get out of the car, but no.

The car window was lowered, Yan Ruisen turned his face around, and Qiao Xiang looked away at the indifferent black eyes.

"Yan Jianan didn't come."

Yan Ruisen opened his mouth first, looked at Qiao Xiang, and blinked lightly.

Qiao Xiang nodded, said okay, and then handed him the things in his hand.

However, Yan Ruisen didn't answer, just looked at the banana-yellow children's mobile phone, was silent for a long time, and called her, "Qiao Xiang, I didn't think that we would meet again like this." ”

As he spoke, he pulled the door open and stepped out of the car.

Qiao Xiang subconsciously took two steps back and distanced himself from him.

"Mr. Yan, please take something back."

Qiao Xiang's hand was still there, and she directly crossed over to what Yan Ruisen had just said, ignoring it.

Her attitude was very flat, her mood did not fluctuate, it was getting late, she just wanted to hand over Yan Jianan's mobile phone to his father as soon as possible, and then go home to rest.

Under the street lamp, there are two shadows, one long and one short.

As soon as Qiao Xiang lowered her head, she saw that the tall figure of the man had already completely covered her.

It's close, and Qiao Xiang will panic.

Yan Ruisen still took the things in her hand in the end, but when Qiao Xiang turned around to walk towards his door, he coldly pinched her slender arm.

At that moment, Qiao Xiang only felt that his entire heart was held in his hands.

"What are you doing?"

Qiao Xiang looked around, for fear that a neighbor would pass by, Yan Ruisen stared at her with a pair of cold eyes, pinching her arm tightly, she couldn't struggle.

"Yan Ruisen!"

She finally called his name, lowered her voice and called him almost angrily, and he slowly let go.

Qiao Xiang's crampedness was seen by Yan Ruisen, and the narrowness on Ruisen's thin lips was so obvious.

He hasn't been in contact for six years, and Qiao Xiang is no longer sure of this person's temperament, but now he has bad intentions, Qiao Xiang only thinks that he is dangerous and wants to stay away.

Soon returned home, Qiao Xiang trotted all the way without stopping, but the burning gaze kept falling on her back, and she could feel it.

Nineteen-year-old Qiao Xiang can handle the joy and anger of twenty-six-year-old Yan Ruisen, and six years later, twenty-five-year-old Qiao Xiang, when facing thirty-two-year-old Yan Ruisen, seems to have no past feelings and just wants to escape.

Downstairs, the headlights fade away.

Qiao Xiang shrank in the corner of the bay window, thinking about the face that was now so faint that there was no trace of temperature, and he could vaguely remember his handsome face with a gentle smile that day, and a doting "Xiangxiang", the person had already arrived behind him, and his arms wrapped her tightly...... The clusters of roses outside the house bloomed so delicately, just like the bright face of nineteen-year-old Qiao Xiang.

They had only known each other for a month, and he flew to Italy with a sketch and gave it to the most famous jewelry designer of the time, where he custom-made a silver bracelet for her.

That bracelet later became a classic, and it was so popular that almost all girls wanted to have it. Yan Ruisen, a man who does business and finance, can have this design talent, at that time, Qiao Xiang thought that he was in love with her.

And it turns out that she shouldn't be the only hostess of that bracelet.

It was late at night, and she sat a little longer.

I haven't deliberately thought about those things for many years, because if I think about it once, the pain of heart-wrenching will appear again. Qiao Xiang was scared, so he subconsciously forgot about it.

……

Qiao Xiang slept late, so he naturally got up late.

My father was busy with his career, so he went out early and returned late every day. Her mother did beauty, and her sister went back to school - kindergarten hadn't started yet, and Qiao Xiang became the most idle person in the family.

After washing up and going downstairs, as soon as I walked to the stairs, my father's secretary Zheng Nian called.

Qiao Xiang was a little surprised, didn't Zheng Nian be with his father all the time, how could he look for her?

"Uncle Zheng, did something happen to my father?" Qiao Xiang asked politely.

Zheng Nian was quite anxious over there, "Xiangxiang, something did happen to your father, but I'm in a hurry!" ”