Shanghai, known as the Pearl of the Far East, is a prosperous scene. The castle-like bungalows stand in the middle of a vast garden, and a striking plaque hangs above the huge iron gate, on which is the gilded, eye-catching, and beautiful words ————Qi Mansion.

The Qi family is one of the most powerful families in Shanghai, and one of the richest and most powerful families. The Qi family is a business family, and the reason why it is famous is not only that its family property is huge, but also because the Qi family likes to do charity, many people have been relieved by the Qi family, so the evaluation of the Qi family is very good. And the Qi family has a good relationship with the military commander, so in Shanghai, other families are a little in awe of it.

The south wind was smoky, with the fragrance of September flowers, and the afternoon sun shone through the window on the floor of the study, where a young man sit. The man wears a white shirt, a black vest, a pair of black trousers, and a pair of leather shoes that reflect the light on his feet. The man looked to be in his twenties, but he had the composure of an old man. The sword eyebrows were tightly locked, and his gaze moved rapidly with the handwriting on the book, and his handsome face looked very indifferent. He is Qi Tianyu, the son of the Qi family, and his father, the only son-in-law of Qi Xiangying, the head of the Qi family. Because of the loss of his mother since childhood, Qi Xiangying cares about him even more.

Qi Tianyu was fascinated by reading a book, and suddenly heard a knock on the door, but he didn't look up, but replied impatiently: "Please come in."

Entering the door was a maid, who looked to be no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a jacket embroidered with plum blossom patterns, a long gray skirt on the bottom, a pinch on her forehead, and a low bun at the back of her head, looking very virtuous. The maid put the cup on the plate she was holding in her hand on his table and said respectfully, "Young Master, your coffee."

When he heard this, he didn't look up, and said indifferently: "Okay, thank you."

The maid looked at him, but did not retreat. After a long time, he pressed his fingers to the page and looked up at her, his brows were still wrinkled, and his tone was still soft: "What's the matter, is there something wrong?"

The maid didn't dare to meet his gaze, lowered her head, grabbed the tray tightly, bit her lip, and said softly, "That...... Young Master, Miss Wanxi is waiting for you downstairs. ”

When he heard this, there was a little more joy in his deep eyes, and he hurriedly asked the maid, "Is she back?"

The Book of Poetry, National Style, and Zheng Feng have "a beautiful person, clear and graceful." "Wanxi, Yi Qi Wanxi, the woman he has been missing for five years. The Yi Qi family is a family on an equal footing with the Qi family, and Yi Qi Wanxi is the three thousand gold of the Yi Qi family, and his fiancée has the same gentle appearance and temperament as her name. She is the object of envy of almost all women in Shanghai, and she is also the only woman he looks up to among the famous nobles in Shanghai.

The maid lowered her head and said timidly: "Originally, Miss Wanxi didn't let me say it, saying that she wanted to surprise the young master, but I saw that Miss Wanxi had waited too long, so I ......"

Without waiting for the maid to finish speaking, Qi Tianyu had already closed the book, quickly got up and walked to the door.

Downstairs, the lavishly decorated living room. On the leather sofa with a gorgeous carved red sandalwood frame sat a woman who was elegantly drinking tea, the woman was wearing a white long-gauze top hat, her shoulder-length hair was very smooth and shiny, and the European-style court curls showed her nobility, and she wore a well-fitting light green ruffle sleeve off-the-shoulder tattooed cheongsam, a white Western-style coat was draped outside, her crossed legs were white and slender, and the white high heels on her feet also made her more feminine.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Yi Qiwan turned her head and looked at the people on the stairs. The moment she turned around, his heart trembled violently, and he unconsciously slowed down.

The already alluring face, with exquisite makeup, is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it. She smiled slightly, and he lost his mind for a moment. After five years of not seeing her, she has become more and more charming.

"What's that expression?" She put the teacup in her hand on the low table in front of her, got up to look at him, half-jokingly, her tone was gentle, and her voice was soft and intoxicating, "But I came back to make you unhappy?" ”

When he heard this, he came back to his senses and walked up to her. The heart is very happy, but the expression on the face is less than one hundred-thousandth of the heart. He only smiled indifferently, his tone was still the same, but he was a little more spoiled: "I'm just too happy." said, holding her arm and sitting down, "Why don't you say anything in advance when you come back, I'll pick you up." ”

Yi Qi looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and said, "I know you are busy, now you are worried about the big and small things of the Qi family, wouldn't it be too wasteful for you to pick me up."

He didn't answer, he turned around inadvertently, but he saw the suitcase in the corner, and then looked at her carefully, he couldn't help but be surprised, and asked, "Wanxi, did you come to me directly without going home?"

Yi Qi chuckled lightly, then stretched out her right hand to pinch his handsome face, and said with a smile: "Didn't you say five years ago that I must come to see you first when I come back?" paused, but his tone was a little more shy, "And I said that we would hold a wedding when I came back." Then tilted his head slightly, the smile on his face was replaced by worry, Ruyue's brows furrowed slightly, pitiful, "What, you forgot?" ”

He raised his left hand, stroked her right hand, looked at her, and said softly: "I can't forget it, and I don't dare to forget it."

She smiled slightly, and there was tenderness between her picturesque eyebrows. She knew he had her in mind, but she couldn't believe that he hadn't changed anything in five years.