The sweet voice of the girl in front of her with the Beijing accent Mandarin came to Xie Yin's ears with the drizzle.

Xie Yin lowered his eyes, and his deep gaze fell on Xia Li's body.

The girl wore only a thin white dress, and the occasional breeze blew the hair on the side of her face slightly, and the skirt was wet with the rain.

Seeing this, the umbrella in Xie Yin's hand tilted slightly in the direction of the girl.

She lowered her eyes and tweaked the broken hair on the side of her face, a little embarrassed.

He was about to speak, but was interrupted by Xia Li.

"I'm sorry sir," Xia Liluo looked a little embarrassed and withdrew his gaze from Xie Yin, and his voice was a little quieter, "I may have recognized the wrong person." ”

It's been just five years, but so much has happened in those five years.

Even she herself had forgotten the appearance of the man who held the umbrella in the vestibule back then, not to mention that fate was already shallow, how could she meet again so coincidentally?

Xie Yin's words were swallowed alive as soon as he came to his mouth, and he pursed his lower lip slightly:

"It's not a problem."

The atmosphere between the two returned to the silence they had just left, and they walked side by side to the eaves of the vestibule.

"Thank you, sir, for sending me here."

Xia Li's right foot crossed the wooden threshold of the vestibule, and his eyes slowly turned from the raindrops that fell from the eaves in front of him to the man holding the umbrella beside him.

From her angle, you can see the man's clear jaw and high nose bones.

Xie Yin looked down at her, and their eyes met under the black umbrella.

This time, the man didn't speak Cantonese: "If you don't mind, we just stop by and can take you back to the private room." ”

The private room, the homestay where Xia Li stayed on Lamma Island, is also a homestay that has just opened in Qizhou.

The sound in the ear was clear, and it sounded a little hoarse, like sand and stone quietly grinding through the heart.

Against the backdrop of the dripping rain, it seems to be a little more sexy.

"No, sir."

Remembering that his mission had not yet been completed, Xia Li refused with a smile, "I don't plan to go back to the private room yet." ”

"I think we might not be on the way."

As he spoke, the black Maybach had stopped in front of him.

The Maybach's headlights dimmed the dim light, outlining the shadows of the rain that was constantly falling.

The driver got out of the car with an umbrella, went around the rear of the car to the door, and opened the door for the man.

Xie Yin stared at Xia Li for a while before he could retract his gaze.

He handed the black umbrella in his hand to Xia Li: "Take the umbrella, don't get wet." ”

Xia Li looked at the umbrella handed to him by the man, and his eyes fell on the back of the pair of hands that held the handle of the umbrella with a bony feeling.

The man's hands are slender and clean, with distinct joints, because the action of holding the umbrella is shallow to expose the green tendons on the back of the hand.

Xia Li showed a slight hesitation on his face:

"...... you, sir?"

Xie Yin bowed slightly to the driver holding the umbrella in front of him: "Don't worry about me." ”

A deep male voice poured into her ears as the rain fell on the bluestone steps.

Xia Li didn't shirk again: "Thank you." ”

She reached out and took the umbrella from the man's hand, and her slightly cool fingertips inadvertently touched the back of the man's warm hand.

Xia Li's face heated uncontrollably.

Seeing this, the driver hurriedly walked to the man's side with an umbrella, the corners of the man's mouth raised a little arc, and said to Xia Li:

"Goodbye."

Xia Li watched the man step into the rain curtain, and when he was about to get into the car, she called out to stop the man.

"Sir."

Xie Yin stopped, and the driver raised the umbrella eaves slightly.

He turned to look at Xia Li, who was still standing under the eaves with an umbrella.

The eyes of the two faced each other through the rain curtain.

With the endless sound of rain, Xie Yin heard the girl's light and sweet voice coming into his ears:

"Can you tell me what's your last name?"

The man looked at her, his voice cold and soft, as if it were a sunny day after rain.

"The surname is Xie, the word Yin."

Xie Yin?

Xia Li watched the black Maybach in front of him slowly move away, and until he was out of sight, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and clicked on the taxi app.

I had heard the name of Xie Yin from Xia Youming before, and it was said that he was a powerful and powerful person in Hong Kong City.

I heard that Xie Yin is a taciturn and mysterious person, never close to women, and there have been no peachy scandals since he took charge of the group.

But that Mr. Xie just now......

Xia Li shook his head, maybe he was thinking too much.

How can there be so many coincidences in the world?

Black Maybach.

The sharp-eyed driver saw Xie Yin's rain-soaked half of his shoulder, and hurriedly turned on the heating in the car.

The rain fell on the window glass and slowly slid down.

"Sir, are you going back to Tan Palace or to the company?"

"Go back to Tan Palace."

As soon as the black Maybach drove down the mountain, Xie Yin's mobile phone rang.

Qi Zhou's voice rang from the phone:

"Brother Yin, I just saw the news that Xie Beixiao has returned to China."

The man holding the mobile phone had a faint expression, his fingertips gently rubbed the Buddha beads, and his voice was indifferent:

"It's time for him to go back, too."

If I don't come back to seize power with him, I'm afraid I won't find a chance in the future.

Xie Beixiao has been at ease abroad for all these years, and returning to China during this time period is nothing more than finding that the power in Xie Yin's hands makes him feel in crisis.

Xie Yin didn't think that Xie Beixiao, who was used to being at ease abroad, would pose much of a threat to him.

"Are you worried?"

Xie Yin's Adam's apple overflowed with a sneer that seemed to be indifferent: "What are you worried about?" ”

His gaze swept out the window, watching the car drive quickly through the woods, his tone calm and cold.

"Insignificant people can't make much of an impact."

"It's better to be careful."

Xie Yin fiddled with the string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and his tone was light:

"I know."

The bleak cool breeze outside the car window shook the shadows of the trees, and the continuous raindrops fell on the glass.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and the clouds seemed to be getting lower and lower.

The man in the car was just sitting on his knees, lazily leaning back in his chair, slowly fiddling with the Buddha beads in his hands.

-

Xia Li spent an afternoon in the city collecting style, and a lot of local characteristics were stored in the mobile phone album.

When passing by a shopping mall, she suddenly remembered what Chu Shishi asked her to help buy.

Xia Li walked into the store, and after buying according to the list Chu Shishi sent her, she stopped at the door of a store again.

She took the opportunity to look down at the black long-handled umbrella in her hand that was covered by the waterproof bag, and the workmanship of this umbrella seemed to be not cheap.

Although Xia Li didn't know if she would meet that Mr. Xie again, she still felt the need to buy him a gift to show her gratitude.

Xia Li entered the store and picked for a long time, but did not find a suitable gift.

After thinking about it, she still thinks it would be more appropriate to give a watch.

After buying the gifts, Xia Li took a taxi back to the private room.

When I went back to the private room, the rain outside was a little lighter.

Xia Li pushed open the glass door of the private room, and the wind chimes hanging on the doorknob made a crisp and pleasant sound as she pushed the door.

Qi Zhou, who happened to be studying bartending at the front desk, turned his head and looked at Xia Li who walked in from outside.

Qi Zhou recognized at a glance that it was the girl he met in the café last night, so he greeted her warmly:

"Girl, playing alone in Hong Kong City?"

Xia Li closed the umbrella in his hand, turned around and closed the door behind him.

She nodded, pulled the waterproof bag that had been placed by the door and slipped it over her umbrella, and walked to the bar.

Qi Zhou naturally accosted her: "How many years are you going to live?" (How long are you going to stay here?) ）

"A week."

She put the umbrella in her hand on the table, and placed the gift box she had bought on the side of the umbrella.

The soft voice with an unfluent Cantonese:

"Don't ...... you"

(Excuse me)

The follow-up words were stuck in Xia Li's mouth, and his mind was frantically thinking about how to say those words in Cantonese.

Qi Zhou recognized the umbrella Xia Li put on the table at a glance, he smiled and said in Mandarin:

"We don't have to force ourselves to speak Hong Kong, we can understand Mandarin."

Xia Li smiled a little embarrassedly, and pointed to the umbrella and gift box on the table:

"Please help me transfer these two things to Mr. Xie."

She didn't know if she would meet Xie Yin again, so she simply put them at the front desk.

If her guess is correct, the homestay owner in front of her should know Mr. Xie.

"Mr. Xie?"

Qi Du deliberately pretended to be a little puzzled: "Which Mr. Xie?" ”

"It's ......," Xia Li blinked, "just the gentleman who came to the café with you last night." ”

"Oh, he."

Qi Du smiled and nodded: "I know, I'll help you return it to him when he comes next time." ”

A polite smile rose at the corner of Xia Li's mouth: "I'm sorry for you." ”

Qi Zhou put the two things she had placed on the bar into the cabinet under the bar:

"You're welcome."

......

As soon as Xia Li returned to the room and put down the shopping bag in his hand, Su Jing's phone called.

"Li Li, is everything going well in Port City?"

Xia Li tilted his head sideways, clipped his phone to his shoulder and the side of his face, and squatted down to sort out the contents of his shopping bag.

She took out the things she bought for Chu Shishi and put them aside, while replying, "It's going well." ”

"It's good that everything goes well. Oh yes, Li Li, when are you going to be back? Su Jing on the phone asked.

"Next week, I booked my ticket for next Sunday."

Su Jing said: "Li Li, your mother and father already know about you and Qi Du's certificate, and Qi Du's parents also know." ”

Xia Li's hand moved, she raised her hand to hold the phone in her hand, stood up and walked to the window.

Outside, the rain started to fall again.

Lightning slashed through the clouds directly into the sea not far away, and then a muffled thunder rang out across the sky, and bean-sized raindrops fell heavily on the windows.

Su Jing's voice in her ears was still slowly coming into her ears: "The Qi family wants to come to apologize." ”

Xia Li lowered his eyes: "Mom, then my marriage contract with him ......"

Su Jing on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds: "We'll discuss the marriage contract when you come back." ”

"Okay."

Hanging up the phone with Su Jing, Xia Li sat down on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

She stared down at her dying phone screen in a daze, her mind in a state of confusion.

She clearly knew that the marriage contract with the Qi family was the only way to get out of the predicament in the Xia family at present, and it was also the only way she could help the Xia family.

But she knew what Su Jing's silence just now represented.

Xia Li turned his head to look out the window at the non-stop rain, and the clouds pressed down on the sea were dark and heavy.

If Qi Du is unwilling to fulfill the marriage contract left by Old Man Qi before his death, will the Xia family really go bankrupt......