Chapter 170: Trouble
The interior decoration of the main house of the Zuo family is even more luxurious, with European-style crystal lamps more than ten meters high, warm marble embedded in the walls, and a spiral staircase made of Southeast Asian rosewood.
The curtains in the living room are half-hidden, and the sunlight cannot completely penetrate in, half bright and half off, adding a mysterious feeling.
The surroundings were eerily quiet, and even the sound of the swaying of the Western bell and brass could be heard clearly.
An Yunxi cautiously walked into the living room, not even seeing a single figure, and sure enough, as Shen Xiuyun said, Zhao Jinrong broke everyone aside and asked to see her alone.
"When".
When the clock reached twelve o'clock, it made a clear crashing sound.
An Yunxi was startled, her heartbeat rose violently, she covered her chest and looked around nervously. Her gaze fell on a hidden door not far away, and through the doorscreen, there seemed to be someone inside, and she walked slowly over.
As she approached, a low, cold voice came from inside.
"Come in. ”
Ahn Yunxi took a deep breath, adjusted her breathing, and showed the arc of the smile she had always been good at on her lips.
She pushed open the door and saw Zhao Jinrong sitting upright on the sofa, wearing a light blue new-style cheongsam, loose and atmospheric, although thin, his spirit was acceptable, his hair was meticulously combed, and his posture was lofty and deep, as steady as Mount Tai.
Zhao Jinrong in front of him didn't look like a terminally ill person at all.
An Yunxi called respectfully, "Hello, grandma." She thought about it, but there was no proper name. Or just call grandma to be kind.
"Please sit down, do you know how to make tea?" Zhao Jinrong stretched out his hand and pointed to the tea set placed on the table.
An Yunxi nodded hurriedly, "Yes." I'll make tea. Since entering the Xia family, she has also learned some etiquette in the upper class, flower arrangement, tea art, and golf are all necessary skills.
She skillfully boils water, washes cups, throws tea, brews, and then respectfully serves the tea.
Zhao Jinrong took the teacup, tasted it carefully, and said slowly, "The taste of the tea is okay, but the person who makes the tea can obviously feel impatient and has not calmed down." ”
When he came up, he was embarrassed, and An Yunxi was a little embarrassed. She couldn't sit or stand, so she had to say, "Grandma, I'll do it again." ”
"It's okay, no need. I heard that the Xia family found you in the orphanage?" Zhao Jinrong asked.
"Yes. An Yunxi replied.
"I heard that Qiao Ran also grew up in an orphanage. There aren't many orphanages in K City, so could it be that you are in the same orphanage?" Zhao Jinrong wondered.
"It's indeed the same family, Qiao Ran and I grew up together. At the mention of Qiao Ran, An Yunxi felt uncomfortable, and always compared her with Qiao Ran, which made her very disgusted. But she couldn't show it in front of Zhao Jinrong.
"Your mother, Qin Nianzhen, has a calm and calm personality, introverted and atmospheric, I like her very much. When she accidentally lost her child, she was so sad that she had nothing else to do and was bent on looking for her child. I also know this, Qin Nianzhen has really suffered all these years. You have been living in an orphanage for 20 years, and you have also suffered. Zhao Jinrong sighed.
"Yes, Mom has suffered too much to find me. I will definitely be filial to her in the future and will not let her down. An Yunxi secretly glanced at Zhao Jinrong.
Zhao Jinrong's extraordinary bearing, cold eyebrows and eyes, are really the same as Zuo Chenye.
"It's a pity, it's a pity. Zhao Jinrong was also looking at An Yunxi and shook his head slowly.