Shen Qingtang seemed to return to the warmest and safest place, and the little remaining lucid consciousness was overwhelmed by the sleepiness that came like a tide.

In her sleep, it was as if someone was gently feeding her water and swallowing something cold.

When she woke up, the arrogant Wei Jin'an and the five frivolous followers knelt neatly under her nose like well-behaved quails.

Shen Qingtang was startled, thinking that he was dreaming, so he hurriedly rubbed his eyes, and reopened his eyes to see again, but there was still no change.

She couldn't help but ask, "Are you crazy?" ”

Wei Jin'an drooped his head and tightened his body into a ball: "You are laughing, we deserve it." ”

"Huh?"

Shen Qingtang's eyes glanced at the table, could they have drunk a fake bar?

As if amused by her actions, the man sitting not far away chuckled, and there seemed to be a little crumpled gold leaf in the depths of his eyes, like fireworks that have not been extinguished for many years in the dark night.

The man is like a god in the dark night, if he doesn't take the initiative to speak, it is difficult for others to find his full momentum.

Shen Qingtang only glanced at it, it was difficult to move his gaze, his slender fingertips trembled slightly, and he almost immediately wanted to embroider such a scene into the brocade cloth, it would be a pity to let it pass.

The heirs of Suzhou embroidery are often good at capturing beauty from subtleties, and the more skilled the embroiderer, the more sensitive and delicate the mind, and the easier it is to be dyed by love.

Shen Qingtang held back the joy of cheering at the tip of his heart, softened his voice, but the tail note was upturned: "This gentleman, may I ask who you are?" ”

Wu Nong's soft language is the most good, not to mention the restraint she unconsciously revealed, gentle and lingering, like the fragrance of jasmine by the window.

Jiang Qingyan's eyes rippled like flowers and branches into the water, and his slender fingers sorted out the non-existent folds of the cuffs, as if there was a kind of strange joy.

He pretended to be indifferent and said, "Jiang Qingyan." ”

Shen Qingtang was dumbfounded, stammering and almost speechless: "You...... You...... Aren't you ugly? ”

Jiang Qingyan, he is actually Jiang Qingyan?! Shen Mingyue's sorrow urged him to kill God's ex-fiancé?!

Since learning about Jiang Qingyan's relationship with Shen Mingyue, she has collected many small articles about him from the Internet.

Although no photo of him could be found, all marketing accounts were in the same voice, calling him a greasy old man with a hateful face and a gloomy expression.

The man in front of him was obviously too amazing, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the illegitimate son of Nuwa Niangniang.

Jiang Qingyan laughed lowly, her eyes were clean and gentle, like a falling starlight, falling straight into her deep girl's heart.

He leaned over and tapped lightly on the table, his perfect jawline as smooth as danqing, and his Adam's apple rolling slightly, like a cold jade fragrance.

He didn't care about her offense, and said lightly: "They bullied you, now you are at your disposal." What do you want to do? ”

As if he had received the king's order, Wei Jin'an kept kowtowing and wept bitterly: "We have eyes that don't know Mount Tai, and we have offended you." Please hold your hands high, and don't worry about things that are inferior to us pigs and dogs......"

Shen Qingtang was stunned, it was really the contrast between the high-spirited young master Xiangche and the haggard man who had lost his soul was too big, and some of them made her unable to come back to her senses.

Wei Jin'an secretly lifted his eyelids, and seeing that she didn't react, he ruthlessly lifted the wine bottle on the table and smashed it on his head, and his head was bleeding in an instant.

With such a tragic move, it was obvious that what he was going to do was not as simple as pouring her wine.

Although I don't know, why did Jiang Qingyan help her......

She looked at him quietly, and after receiving an encouraging smile, her heart was relieved and she mustered up the courage to ask, "If I drink all this box of wine, will you listen to me carefully?" ”

Hearing this familiar question, Wei Jin'an's body shook.

He wanted to lie, but the little girl in front of him was so deceiving, and the man sitting next to him didn't eat it.

He squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said honestly, "No." ”

Shen Qingtang sighed and continued to ask, "Is it because you want to help Mo Lan get angry?" ”

Wei Jinan shook his head and categorically denied it: "That's not true, I originally planned to demolish the exhibition hall, and it won't make money to put it there, so it's better to rebuild the homestay." I just sold her face and planned ahead. ”

If he had known that Shen Qingtang had a relationship with this master, even if he lent him Wei Jin'an's eight hundred guts, he would not dare to do such a heartbreaking thing!

But then again, wouldn't it be more convenient for Shen Qingtang to find Jiang Qingyan, why did he have to go around in such a big circle to find him?

Wei Jin'an wants to cry without tears, he is simply a disaster star today, causing a big disaster!

Shen Qingtang thought for a while, and then asked, "Then can you not dismantle it?" I think the Suzhou Embroidery Exhibition Hall can be built into a tourist signboard of the town and attract more tourist groups. ”

Of course, Wei Jin'an has thought about this, but the benefits of building a homestay hotel will be greater!

Su embroidery is a spring and white snow with large investment and slow harvest, which is extremely inconsistent with his interests.

Besides, the whole town will embroider Suzhou, and there is really nothing to see about these grandparents and grandchildren.

It's just that these words must not be said to this little aunt and grandmother, he knows at a glance that she is a business blind, and there is no reason to talk about it with the eldest woman.

"......"

As soon as Wei Jin'an spoke, he was interrupted by Jiang Qingyan's action of getting up, and he didn't dare to steal the limelight.

"In business," Jiang Qingyan seemed to mean something, and his voice was cold, "as long as you use legitimate means, it will not be too much." ”

Wei Jin'an nodded again and again, and there were dried blood stains in the corners of his eyes: "Yes, yes, you are right." ”

Under the heavy pressure of Ling Yan, Wei Jin'an didn't have the slightest intention of resisting, but he still felt bitter in his heart.

These two are awkward, why do you want to clamp him in the middle!

He turned his face and said to Shen Qingtang anxiously and quickly: "No, I am a businessman. I'm not interested in what you're talking about. ”

The situation took a sharp turn, and Shen Qingtang felt unspeakable loss in his heart, but he couldn't explain it.

The matter is clearly in front of us, and it is not a personal grudge, but real money.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang," she said, "it's too late, I have to go home." ”

The girl passed by, and there was a cold jasmine fragrance, which was difficult to hide.

The moment she went out, Jiang Qingyan suddenly caught up and grabbed her wrist: "Wait a minute." ”

Shen Qingtang turned his head suspiciously, catching a glimpse of his apologetic smile, as if the snow in the mountains had melted shallowly.

His eyes were gentle, and he let go of his hand under her direct gaze: "My friend has done something wrong, and in order to make up for his mistake, please allow me to personally send you home." ”

Shen Qingtang's gaze crossed him, looked at the kneeling figure in the depths of the box, and couldn't help pursing his lips.

It's too miserable to be his good friend.

Because of Shen Mingyue, she really didn't want to get too close to this person, but the way home was too far.

If she doesn't return at night, Grandma Su will probably want to be angry.

"Okay," she thought to herself, smiling lightly, "and I'll trouble you." ”

"My pleasure."

Jiang Qingyan took the lead in moving, and his words were full of calmness.

With a height of nearly 1.9 meters, every step seems to be stepping on the rhythm of the catwalk, unconsciously provocative.

Shen Qingtang was in a trance, pressing his slightly cool hands on his face, trying to clear his mind.

Even if she knew how terrifying this man was, it was still difficult for her not to be impressed by his demeanor.

"Why don't you leave?"

Jiang Qingyan stood sideways, with a smile in his eyes.

Shen Qingtang's heart jumped, and he lowered his head in shame, wondering how much he looked at the stupidity just now.

But he just ignored that Jiang Qingyan's eyes were slightly smug and bright, like a peacock with an open screen that had been praised.

She threw out a question in a panic: "Do you like Suzhou embroidery?" I can give you one as a thank you for breaking the siege. ”

The answer was very simple, but Jiang Qingyan didn't answer for a long time.

Shen Qingtang raised his face, just met his deep eyes, and said in a low voice for a long time: "My fiancée likes it very much." ”

When mentioning the word "fiancée", Jiang Qingyan's eyebrows and eyes contained honey tenderness, exuding a thousand rounds of tenderness from the inside out.

This natural attitude speaks for itself.

"You're such a nice guy."

Shen Qingtang recalled the malicious rumors of marriage escape, and said with regret.

Until now, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a great sage to be so tolerant of Shen Mingyue.

Jiang Qingyan lowered his eyes to look at her: "I refused to help you just now, but you still sympathize with me?" ”

"But you also helped me debunk Wei Jin'an's lies just now, one yard to one yard. Besides, you are very charming, and if you regard Suzhou embroidery as an art, you can be regarded as my muse. ”

She turned her face sideways, and there was a sly smile in her eyes, but she looked extraordinarily sincere.

Among the rich people who are drunk and obsessed with money, Jiang Qingyan can be regarded as a rare upright gentleman, not to mention that he also has a unique and beautiful face.

It is difficult for ordinary girls to resist Jiang Qingyan's charm, and Shen Qingtang is no exception.

Especially when he showed that empty look, she couldn't help but fantasize about what it would be like if she was the only one reflected in his pupils, like dragging a god off the altar.

I really don't understand, why did Shen Mingyue run away from marriage? Maybe the wildflowers outside would be a little more exciting? Maybe you are tired of eating the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and want to have some porridge and side dishes?

"If you really think she is a lover, you must treat her well," Shen Qingtang couldn't help but remind that Jiang Qingyan's own existence was a kind of demagogy, "Pay more attention to getting along with the opposite sex outside, don't make her sad." But don't forget, treat yourself well. ”

It is extremely rare for her to meddle in affairs, after all, Shen Mingyue is really not a good match, and it is not worth it.

Jiang Qingyan tilted his head, and there was a subtle smile in his eyes: "There will be no one else except her." ”

His expression was too pretentious, as if there was a kind of paranoid swearing of a gambling curse.

Shen Qingtang was stunned, and just as he was about to get to the bottom of it, he interrupted his thoughts: "Get in the car." ”

Jiang Qingyan opened the car door for her, then went around to the other side and sat down, leaning on the back of the car with her eyes closed and silent, the curve of her side face was flawless.

The driver immediately started the car, and the two of them were silent all the way, and the starlight in the night sky faded little by little during the drive.

The car stopped at the entrance of the town, and Jiang Qingyan opened his eyes at the same time, his eyes were clear and translucent, and he obviously did not fall into a deep sleep.

He seemed to see through Shen Qingtang's thoughts, and deliberately avoided her desire to speak.

Shen Qingtang opened the car door and said hesitantly: "You really can't ......"

"Huh?"

Jiang Qingyan turned his face slightly, looking at her intently, his eyes were sincere and sincere.

Shen Qingtang was burned by such a look, and he couldn't say it in shame.

In the end, she is a girl with a soft and kind nature, and she can't be cheeky to persuade others to give up the land income of the Suzhou Embroidery Exhibition Hall.

"I mean, thank you for sending me back," she lowered her head in embarrassment, a quick flush at the base of her ears, "be careful on your way, go back slowly." ”

When Shen Qingtang's figure disappeared into the flowers, Jiang Qingyan reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

He lazily straightened his cuffs, and looked at the person in the driver's seat for a long time: "Lin Yi, don't you have anything to say?" ”

The young man with gold-rimmed glasses helped the frame, turned around solemnly, and reported seriously: "Wei Jin'an and those followers drank a box of wine and are now admitted to the hospital. ”

There was a long silence.

Lin Yi thought for a moment and continued: "I called Mo Lan, and she is now rushing to Su's house. ”

"What else?"

Lin Yi looked at the boss who was suddenly gaining momentum, and asked tentatively: "I haven't slept all night, do you want to go to the hotel to rest?" ”

Jiang Qingyan sneered: "In this regard, you are far inferior to your brother Lin Feng. ”

Lin Yi nodded respectfully, and in the next moment, he saw that the cold-faced Shura boss was full of evil energy, and the whole person was as tender as melting spring water.

He couldn't help but shudder, he couldn't see it!

"She just said 'be careful on your way', not you," Jiang Qingyan said in a brisk tone, and her eyebrows were a little fluttering, "which means that she only has me in her eyes." ”

Lin Yi: "......"

Okay, you're the boss, and you can say whatever you like.

"Okay, go back to the hotel," Jiang Qingyan closed the window, his voice was almost inaudible, "At this point, I'm much better than that stupid boy of the Xie family!" ”