It seems that Huang Ruolan is really "carefully chosen", and if she doesn't choose this set, she can't help her good intentions.

"That's it."

Zhou Qiyin's words had just fallen, and the servant excitedly left the dress and took the other dress away, for fear that the eldest lady would change her mind.

After the servant left, Aunt Fen also walked over, touched the dress, and shook her head helplessly, "Miss, why don't you choose the one just now, you have been touching it for a long time, and you can see that you like it a lot." ”

"No, I don't." Zhou Qiyin smiled meaningfully, and his face became brighter because of this smile.

Her eldest lady is obviously very good-looking, but she has to wear heavy makeup, which is really strange.

"What about this set of ......."

"Throw it away, I have another dress." Zhou Qiyin glanced at the dress lightly, then left the living room and went back to the bedroom.

******

On the other side, halfway up the mountainside, the clouds and smoke are ethereal, just like being in a fairyland, there is a villa, the decoration is brilliant, and you can see the extraordinary owner.

The sunset before dusk is like an oil painting, beautiful and dreamy.

In the living room of the villa, a tall man was lying on the sofa, wearing a shirt and black pants, but his temperament had a kind of domineering spirit that no one should enter, his handsome face was tightly closed, revealing a sense of distance that seemed to be away, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on his face, which looked a little more lazy.

"Young master, Zhou Qiyin's information has been investigated clearly." Zhan Yao, who was standing next to the man, lowered his head and said, the young master's appearance is really outstanding, he casually skimmed it, and he didn't dare to continue looking, for fear that the young master would suddenly open his eyes.

It's rare to see that the young master is at home on the weekend, and today is the miss's birthday, which is a rare leisure.

Yan Yijun opened his eyes, his eyes were cold and a little dissatisfied, "Friday night, you only give it to me on Sunday morning, Zhan Yao, the speed of snails is faster than yours." ”

Zhan Yao was miserable, and complained in his heart, young master, if you only want Miss Zhou here, I can give it to you that night, but you said that if you want the information of the three generations of your ancestors, you will definitely have to spend some thought,

Zhan Yao put the thick information on the coffee table, which was at least twenty centimeters high. "Young master, this is the information of Miss Zhou's ancestors for three generations."

Yan Yijun swept his eyes coldly, "When did Ben Shao say that she wanted the information of her ancestors for three generations, I only need her information." ”

"......" Zhan Yao was crazy in his heart, it seemed that the young master was deliberately playing tricks on him, and he was obsessed with the events of that night.

Yan Yijun picked up the above information, introduced Zhou Qiyin's background and her growth experience in detail, and also attached her photos, from infancy to adulthood.

Zhan Yao rarely saw the young master's look full of interest, it was like seeing a ghost.

"Can the invitation be delivered to the Zhou family?"

"Young master, I sent it over early yesterday morning, and I didn't see Miss Zhou." Zhan Yao hadn't seen Zhou Qiyin's real person, but when he saw the photo, he felt a little spicy, he didn't dare to say it in front of the young master, it's just that the young master hasn't been close to women these years, why is it just a good bite?

"What are you doing?" A voice like a silver bell came, a person wearing home clothes, with a ball head tied to his head at random, the appearance of the country and the fragrance of the country, the facial features are delicate and good-looking, vaguely looking a little like Yan Yijun, the difference between Yan Yijun is that she is enthusiastic, and he is irritable.

"Miss." Zhan Yao said hello and stopped talking.

Yan Yishu nibbled on an apple, sat beside Yan Yijun, sat comfortably, and raised Erlang's legs with a big grin.

"Do you know the difference between you and a man with your legs crossed?" Yan Yijun turned the page of the information in his hand and looked sideways at his sister, who was ruddy and radiant at this time.

"What's the difference?" Yan Yishu bit Apple's mouth and paused, touched her face with one hand, and touched her arm, what difference could she make.

"You're missing a stick."