Chapter Eighty-Five: You Just Need to Be My Bride
"Ninth Master, shall we go back to the house now?"
Li Changfa stood outside the door, and when he saw Xiao Hechuan coming out of the office, he stepped forward to ask.
Xiao Hechuan was busy for a few days, and finally got some free time, he looked at the floor clock on the side, and before he made a sound, he heard Li Changfa say cautiously again, "Miss Shen has made several calls to find you in the past few days, look, do you want to go to Shen's mansion?" ”
Xiao Hechuan glanced at him, Li Changfa's heart jumped, and he immediately lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything more.
Xiao Hechuan didn't speak, he left the office building by himself, he first went to Wutong Street, there was a small villa there, which was the accommodation he arranged for Chen Xiudai's mother and son.
He looked at the child and saw that Zheng Youan's illness had improved, so he was relieved, Chen Xiudai wanted to leave him to eat in the small villa, Xiao Hechuan didn't pay attention to it, and when he left the villa, he saw that the lights were on outside, and the heat during the day had receded, and it was a little cooler.
Xiao Hechuan asked the driver to drive the car to a place.
"The Ninth Master is here."
Seeing Xiao Hechuan, Yin Hong's eyes lit up, and he greeted him in person.
Xiao Hechuan nodded, his face was a little dark, and he only said in a low voice, "Yin Hong, find a few people to have a few drinks with me." ”
Yin Hong was stunned, Xiao Hechuan has rarely come here, and he has only been here two or three times over the years, and each time he was drunk by himself, and then went to the opposite room to sit for a while.
Xiao Hechuan has been in a high position for the past two years, monopolizing the military and political power of Jincheng, and I don't know how many girls want to marry Langjun, not to mention the girl in the Spring Breeze Building, Xiao Hechuan in front of him is like that Tang monk in Yin Hong's eyes, let those girls accompany him, and they have to eat him?
Yin Hongxin opened her mouth with affection, "Ninth Master, I'll accompany you." ”
"Okay." Xiao Hechuan didn't care either, and after Yin Hong brought the wine and food, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
Yin Hong knew that he was in a bad mood, and he didn't dare to say much, so he just poured the wine for him again and again, until Xiao Hechuan stretched out his hand to block her, signaling that she didn't have to pour it again.
"Ninth Master," Yin Hong said cautiously, naturally not daring to let him stay here, only whispered, "Why don't I call Adjutant Li?" ”
"No, you don't." Xiao Hechuan stood up, he drank a little too much, but his pace was still steady, he left the house, and really walked out of the back door and walked into the room.
Yin Hong looked at his back and sighed softly.
"Squeak" sounded.
Xiao Hechuan entered the house, the house had been uninhabited for a long time, and no one usually came, and as soon as he opened the door, a musty smell came to his face.
He looked at everything in front of him, the furniture in the room had not changed in the slightest, and the sofa where he and Youqing had snuggled up was still quietly placed in it, and there seemed to be her shadow in the surroundings.
Xiao Hechuan was expressionless, walked to the table, he stretched out his hand and touched the table, his fingers were suddenly stained with a layer of floating ash, he remembered that Youqing would occasionally bring homework here to write, he would sit aside with her, sometimes when she encountered a topic that she didn't know, she would pick up the book and ask him, if he happened to be able to answer the question, he would put on a teacher's appearance to teach her, she was always very well-behaved, quietly snuggled in his arms and listened to him talk to himself. If he wouldn't, the two of them would be there staring at each other.
Looking back on the past, a smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Hechuan's lips, and before that smile became deeper, the pain in his heart was already reminding him, reminding him that it was over, the past was like smoke, and it was all over.
The little white-eyed wolf has been married to another woman, so what's the point of leaving him here to reminisce.
Xiao Hechuan only felt that his heart was like a knife, he closed his eyes, and said with a smile, "Xiao Hechuan, Xiao Hechuan, you are really fucking cheap, and it is not good to be cheap for so many years." ”
After speaking, he didn't have the slightest nostalgia, turned around and walked out.
Yin Hong was waiting for him outside, and when she saw him come out, Yin Hong hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and said, "Ninth Master, the people from the urban construction office said a few days ago that they wanted to demolish that house and build a restaurant. ”
"Then let people dismantle it," Xiao Hechuan lit a cigarette.
"Ninth Master?" Yin Hong couldn't help but be shocked.
"Demolished." Xiao Hechuan spit out a puff of smoke rings and said a few words.
"What's in there?"
"Throw it all away." Xiao Hechuan flicked the cigarette ash, and his face was extremely calm.
"Yes." Yin Hong didn't dare to say more, she glanced at Xiao Hechuan again, and whispered, "I heard that the ninth master is about to get married?" ”
"I'm old, I can't say anything if I don't please my daughter-in-law," Xiao Hechuan met Yin Hong's gaze, "I won't come in the future, if you have anything to do, go to Li Changfa." ”
"Yes, Ninth Master," Yin Hong felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, she couldn't say what it was for, and when she saw that he was leaving, she called him again, "Ninth Master." ”
"Anything else?"
"Don't blame me for being too talkative," Yin Hong gritted her teeth and asked boldly, "That Miss Youqing, will she come back?" ”
Hearing that name, the light in Xiao Hechuan's eyes turned cold, he hooked the corners of his mouth, and did not answer Yin Hong's words, and strode away from Chunfeng Tower.
Evening.
Yi Xuecheng pushed open the door and saw Youqing packing up there.
"Youqing, have you packed your luggage?" Yi Xuecheng stepped forward and asked.
"Soon, there are still some bits and pieces," Youqing said.
When she returned to China this time, Yi Xuecheng carried several large boxes just with her clothes, but Youqing only prepared a small rattan box.
"Youqing," looking at Youqing's figure, Yi Xuecheng was silent and said, "If you don't want to go back, then we won't go back." ”
Listening to Yi Xuecheng's words, Youqing's gesture stopped, she was stunned for a while, and spoke softly, "Mr. Yi said that if you want to hold a wedding in Jincheng, you still have to go back." ”
She no longer calls Uncle Yi, but it's not good to call Yi Shikai's name directly, just like everyone else, she calls Mr. Yi.
"Have you thought about it?" Yi Xuecheng approached Youqing and looked into her eyes.
"Well, I've figured it out." Youqing nodded.
Yi Xuecheng stopped talking.
Evening.
There was only Yi Shikai alone in the garden.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Yi Shikai turned around and saw Youqing coming over.
Although abroad, Youqing is still wearing a Chinese-style cheongsam, the plain blue cheongsam is lined with white jade-like skin that is more delicate and soft, and the slender waist is soft and a little delicate.
After all, she has grown up, and she is no longer the little girl she was four years ago.
Yi Shikai's eyes showed appreciation, and he stepped forward and took Youqing's hand.
Youqing's body was a little stiff, but he was still obedient and did not break free of his hands.
"You're better dressed in a cheongsam." Yi Shikai praised in a low voice.
Youqing's heartbeat was a little flustered, she avoided Yi Shikai's gaze, and whispered, "Mr. Yi, when we return to Jincheng, we are going to get married, right?" ”
"Hmm. Everything is ready. You just have to be my bride. ”