Qi Chen hugged him for a long time before letting go of his hand.

Pull Yan Qi's hand downstairs.

walked to the door, took the gift bag placed here, and handed it to Yan Qi: "This is a new perfume, for you." ”

Yan Qi opened the box and lightly sprayed it towards his wrist.

It is a light lemon scent, with a hint of jasmine in the finish.

Gentle and a little playful.

It smells good, indeed.

"Do you like it?" Qi Chen noticed the light flashing under her eyes, and her thin lips raised slightly.

Yan Qi smiled and nodded: "I like it." ”

Seeing the emotion in her eyes, the corners of Qi Chen's mouth also raised a slight smile.

Uncle Qin, who was not far away, saw this scene and instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, he was still worried about whether Miss Yan would quarrel with the young master, but he didn't expect to turn the page directly.

Uncle Qin walked over with a smile: "Young Master, Miss Yan, what are you going to eat tonight?" I'll go and prepare in advance. ”

Yan Qi smiled lightly: "Listen to Achen." ”

"I want to eat dumplings." As long as Qi Chen chooses, it must be the handmade dumplings made by Yan Qi.

Hearing this answer, Yan Qi was not surprised at all, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Okay, it's still early, and there are just some shepherd's cabbages in the refrigerator, you can wrap a little." ”

After speaking, Yan Qi went upstairs first to put the perfume in the room, and then put on an apron and went into the kitchen.

Uncle Qin on the side wanted to remind him of what happened this morning, but before he could speak, Qi Chen's mobile phone rang.

Glancing at the remarks, Qi Chen's brows furrowed, and he answered the phone: "What's wrong?" ”

The other party didn't know what he said, Qi Chen's face was slightly gloomy: "Okay, I'll go over immediately." ”

After speaking, Qi Chen turned around and left.

"Young master......" Uncle Qin wanted to stop him, but Qi Chen didn't give him a chance at all.

Before he could finish speaking, Qi Chen had already left.

Uncle Qin opened his mouth, looked at the shadow of the car leaving, and then turned his head to look at the kitchen.

Yan Qi's action of washing vegetables stopped for a moment, but quickly returned to normal and continued the movements in his hands.

Uncle Qin came over and persuaded, "Young Master may have something important, Miss Yan don't mind." ”

After saying this, Uncle Qin himself felt tired.

He had used this explanation countless times.

Yan Qi smiled understandingly: "It's okay, you can eat it next time after wrapping it this time." ”

Seeing that she was not angry, Uncle Qin breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out his hand: "I'll help you." ”

This way.

Qi Chen came to the bar, glanced around, his eyes locked on An Qiao's legs, and frowned: "Are you okay?" ”

An Qiao shook his head helplessly: "You can't blame me, it was Zemin's idea." ”

Hearing this, Chen Zemin on the side poured a glass of wine and handed it over, laughing: "Brother Chen, don't mind, brother is joking with you, besides, An Da Beauty just returned to China yesterday, and it would be too boring for you not to accompany others today." ”

An Qiao got up and walked to Qi Chen's side, glaring at Chen Zemin coquettishly, but without the slightest sense of blame.

looked at Qi Chen, with a little imperceptible emotion in the depths of his eyes, and his voice was gentle: "Achen, if you have other things, you can go and get busy first, it doesn't matter here." ”

"Miss An, what are you talking about? What can Brother Chen do? You're back home, and of course your business is the most important. Chen Zemin coaxed.

"That's it, you don't know Brother Chen's feelings for you, tsk, I envy the six-year stand-in." Everyone else in the private room laughed.

Hearing these words, Qi Chen subconsciously frowned, but he didn't bother to explain anything.

Stretched out his hand to take the wine glass handed over by Chen Zemin, turned his head to look at An Qiao, and raised his glass: "Welcome back to China, I was drunk last night, and I didn't pick up the wind for you, so I punished myself with a glass." ”

After speaking, Qi Chen directly raised his head and poured it down.

An Qiao smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, lowered his eyes, and a touch of calculation flashed in his eyes, which was fleeting.