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Chapter 55
Chapter 55 Is the young master pretending to be sick today (5)
The He family is different from the Song family. Master He is the cousin of Governor Jiang Qu. In other words, he is a wealthy businessman who has ties with the military. This is also the reason why Mrs. Song wants the Song He family to be married anyway.
The tailor's suit is very delicate, with a dark and dark background. If you look carefully, you can see very obscure dark lines. It is matched with a white shirt and a black bow tie.
Xu Qichen changed his clothes and went to the bungalow to wait for Song Yuanyan. He thought to himself that it is not easy to be a gentleman in this era. After all, in such a cold day, he would rather go out in a down jacket than to look good.
Knocked on Song Yuanyan's door, heard his response, and then pushed the door in.
Song Yuanyan's suit turned out to be white. He was standing in front of the mirror, and when he saw Xu Qichen come in, he turned around, all white.
An example of Prince Charming.
"You came just in time, tie my tie for me." With all his hair combed, he showed a superior forehead and browbones, holding a silver-gray tie in his hand, "I can't tie it well."
Xu Qichen walked over and wrapped the tie around the back of his neck, "Lower your head."
Song Yuanyan bowed his head obediently, his breath disturbing Xu Qichen's quiet eyelashes.
The fingers were deftly knotted and pushed up a little bit, "Okay."
"Thank you."
The tip of Xu Qichen's ear became hot, and he got too close. He took a few steps back, but Song Yuanyan pushed his forehead hair away, and put his palm on his forehead.
"Can't you get your hair up?"
Xu Qichen shook his head, "I was originally a follower, so why make it so formal."
Song Yuanyan let go of his hand, turned around and walked to the round table, took a long box and handed it to Xu Qichen.
"what is this?"
"Give it to you."
Xu Qichen opened the box. Inside were exquisite walking sticks. The dark red wood was carved with exquisite patterns. The top was polished to a very rounded shape, like a bright pearl. The bottom of the wooden pearl was engraved with a circle of water. Ripple, inlaid with several sapphires.
"It's too precious." Xu Qichen wanted to close the lid and return it to him, but Song Yuanyan grabbed it first, took out the cane inside, and turned it around in his hand.
He pressed the stick against Xu Qichen's heart.
"If you don't want it, I'll burn it."
A fairly straightforward threat.
Xu Qichen glanced at him, sighed, and held the cane, "Got it."
Song Yuanyan laughed for a moment, showing a rather satisfied expression, "Wait, and..." He opened the closet and took out a black coat, "I asked someone to make this coat a few days ago, but it's a pity that there are no shoulders. Well done, it's too small, I can't wear it." He draped his coat over Xu Qichen's body, which matched his dark suit very well.
"It looks good." He smiled, and he found another coat from the closet. It looked very warm, dark camel, and it was very long.
Xu Qichen didn't refuse at all this time, anyway, he would always try his best to deliver it to himself.
On the way to He Mansion, Xu Qichen felt a little uneasy. This time the dance party was specially organized by He Lao for his precious daughter who returned from studying abroad, and prominent figures from Jiang Qu will definitely attend.
It stands to reason that Xie's parents and daughters should know about Sun Mengdie back then, but she should not know that Sun Lin was the orphan back then.
But this matter can't be hidden. As long as she wants to investigate, she will send someone to the countryside to ask Sun Lin's grandfather. Should he seal his grandfather's mouth first?
But he didn't know the details of what happened back then, and he didn't know who else knew about it. It was useless to block one person.
In the original text, the Xie family finally sent Sun Lin away, and Sun Lin also became the rightful young master of the Xie family. That is to say, even if Liu Mingde couldn't find out his whereabouts, the Xie family master would pick him up. Go back, everything is in vain.
As long as his identity is on the bright side, it will not be far from the end.
Time is running out.
He couldn't help but glance at Song Yuanyan beside him.
What if he really is like the original and only sees himself as a friend.
How can we pierce this layer of window paper?
"Young master, here we are."
The two got out of the car, and there were a lot of foreign cars parked around, which was very lively. Probably because his skin is too good, no matter how slow Xu Qichen is, he can still feel the eyes of the nearby wife and young lady projecting towards the two of them.
I couldn't help thinking in my heart that I was really a full face control, and there was nothing bad about the character set.
Xu Qichen followed the etiquette and did not walk side by side with Song Yuanyan, but just lowered his head and followed behind him, with his cane on the ground, making a gloomy sound at the same frequency as the footsteps.
He Mansion and Song Mansion have different romantic French architectural styles, more calm and German style. There have been many celebrities in the hall, and all kinds of cheongsams and dresses are dazzling under the crystal lamps on the ceiling.
The appearance of the two caused a commotion.
"Which son is that over there?"
"Young master of the Song family, you don't even know that."
"I know. I'm talking about the one behind him, the one in the black coat."
"Ah... that ah, that's just the servant of the Song family."
"House servants?" The lady's hand holding the goblet trembled, almost spilling wine on her golden skirt, "The servants of the Song family are all like young masters..."
"This is no ordinary domestic servant. You didn't grow up in Jiangqu, so I don't know." The woman in the dark green cheongsam brushed the curly hair from her shoulders. "This one is Young Master Song's life-saving charm."
There were endless discussions in his ears. The person walking slowly in front was born to be the focus of the crowd, and he who followed behind could not avoid attention and discussion no matter what, Xu Qichen had already prepared for this.
A young lady in a light yellow dress came over, the sound of the high heels touching the marble floor was as crisp as wine glasses colliding.
The voice was also very sweet, "Master Song, can we dance together?"
Her cheeks were flushed with rouge, her delicate curly hair swayed gently with her confident words, and her long and beautiful hands wearing white lace gloves stretched out in front of Song Yuanyan.
"Master, I'm going to sit over there." Xu Qichen spoke first, explained it, and then walked straight to the bar-like place at the edge of the hall.
Sitting on the high chair, Xu Qichen picked out a glass of wine at random, took a sip, and it tasted pretty good. Looking at Song Yuanyan on the dance floor, the melodious sound of the violin surrounds the entire hall. His hands are gentlemanly around the lady's slender waist wrapped in the dress, and his steps are staggered and slowly spinning.
It was a very eye-catching scene, but Xu Qichen felt uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart.
How to look and how to match, so how to look how uncomfortable.
He heard the sound of high heels.
"Sir, you sit and drink as soon as you come in..."
Xu Qichen turned his face to the side in response. It was a woman in a dark red cheongsam with a fox fur on her shoulders. Her long hair hung down like satin, and the two jade earrings on her earlobes swayed gently.
It looks like a variety of style.
"It seems that I don't like dancing."
Xu Qichen did not reply and lifted the cane as an answer.
"I see."
His coldness and gentle interlocking together form a very popular temperament. The woman shook the wine in her hand, and the hand full of jewelry covered Xu Qichen's right knee. "Is this leg?"
Xu Qichen's heart didn't have any waves, and his eyes unconsciously looking for the white white in the dance floor, everything was just right.
In the sound of a criminal violin, he just met those eyes.
The dissatisfaction of the opponent's eyes was too obvious, so that he accidentally stepped on the lady's black high heels.
"Yes."
Xu Qichen looked back and finally gave an answer with a smile.
The woman seemed to get great encouragement, and she gently put on Xu Qichen's shoulder.
Xu Qichen deliberately didn't hide, and he didn't know what he was doing now, as if he was angry with whom, but he was happy.
A game with low risk.
His voice was not gloomy, and there was a natural tenderness when he whispered.
"I was crushed by the car." Xu Qichen bowed his head and drank the last wine. "Fortunately, the surgery was completed and the leg was kept."
The woman said in English a sorry, and the tone with the accent here sounded very gentle.
Xu Qichen lowered his head and felt that the other party was getting closer and closer, and his fingers rubbed gently on the black coat, like a beautiful silk flower.
"Sir's perfume smells very well, I don’t know what brand?"
In the low sight, a pair of familiar leather shoes appeared.
The next second, the hands climbing on their shoulders were caught.
The woman who was holding her wrist was a little wrong, but when she saw the appearance of the coming, she couldn't help but softened, "Master Song?"
Song Yiyan laughed and released her hand, and the gentleman gained the first sign.
Let Xu Qichen want to laugh very much.
"You ask him."
Xu Qichen's inexplicable sentence told the woman to suddenly make a doubt.
Xu Qichen put the empty wine glass back to the table, and the corner of his mouth lifted, "You just said the perfume that smelled good,"
The woman's face was puzzled, but she only felt a strange atmosphere.
The sword was tense and ambiguous.
More and more people at the ball.
The sound of music suddenly stopped, and the pair of dancing pairs also stopped. Acts in the crowd appeared in the crowd.
The dark black skirt with a broken diamond is like the galaxy. The sharp short hair is obliquely wearing a slap -sized hat, a small piece of black mesh half -covered with exquisite left eye, and a pair of red lips is particularly beautiful.
The heroic posture of meeting with the first time was like two people.
"Ms. He is here."
"This is Miss He? It's a beauty."
"The owner of this banquet is finally here ..."
Xu Qichen coughed gently and signaled Song Yiyan standing in front of him.
Your Miss Mission is here.
The woman around him saw both of them looked at Miss He, and then left.
Miss He came down, and at a glance in the crowd, he saw the most picky Song Yiyan, but he didn't seem to be her ultimate goal, but a road sign.
When you find him, you can find Xu Qichen.
Sure enough, Miss He walked towards the twin stars of the banquet without squinting, and the cold noodle rejected the invitation of one son after another.
The sound of high heels step by step, knocking on the reflective ground.
Eventually stopped in front of Xu Qichen and Song Yiyan.
"Mr. Sun." Miss He showed a charming smile, "You are here."
Xu Qichen did not expect that she would say hello to herself, so she stood up politely from the chair and bowed slightly towards her, "Miss He."
"I said it, call me nancy." Compared to the last meeting, Miss He today has more gentleness of a woman, but it is just such a gentle and friendly. In Song Yiyan, it seems more like a manner.
Xu Qichen did not change the name, but just smiled.
Miss He generously stretched out his hand, "Can you accompany me to dance the first dance tonight?"
Xu Qichen looked at her fingers, and Yu Guang glanced at Song Yanyan standing beside him.
Attempts to find a message from Song Yiyan's every move and look at his emotions at this moment.
When he felt the timing of the elegant and gentleman's time -bombing and the next second, Xu Qichen refused to invite.
Miss He glanced at Xu Qichen's legs and saw the cane in his hand, and smiled very politely. "It's a pity, I just want to dance with you tonight."
Such a straightforwardness made Xu Qichen a little embarrassed.
In the original text, this lady can be regarded as his rival, but now it has become his admirable. And the two people in front of them ...
What is the plot of the lovers?
He did not forget Mrs. Song's entrustment, so he gently knocked on Song Yiyan's hind heel with a cane, gently said next to him, "invite Miss He to dance."
Song Yiyan glanced at him, Xu Qichen's eyes were very frank, but he panicked in his heart, as if he was stuffed with a thick sponge, absorbed the humid water vapor, expanded and blocked more and more.
"My wine was a little anxious, and went out to blow the wine to wake up the wine." Xu Qichen saluted Miss He slightly, "I was lost."
Watching Xu Qichen left, Song Yiyan reached out to Miss He, and did not speak.
Miss He wearing black long gloves gently placed Song Yiyan's palm, and the two approached the center of the dance floor.
The piano sound turned abruptly, and the gaps and pauses between the notes were full of rhythm.
The dance steps of the two people are intertwined, and every pause is in line with the piano and drum beats. In the eyes of outsiders, such a tacit understanding is just the mutual attraction between golden boys and girls, but only they know that it is the pursuit of the same person and mutual exclusion. .
Song Yuanyan held Miss He's hand and forced her to follow the music in a circle, "Do you like him?"
Miss He glanced at him, quite frankly, "Yes."
Song Yuanyan actually admired her frankness, but in less than a second, the hand holding Miss He's waist pushed her out gently, "He won't like you."
Miss He turned a half circle and came back to him, "Is that so? Master Song is so certain?"
Song Yuanyan smiled, "I grew up with him."
"That's just a friendship." Miss He held Song Yuanyan's shoulder and looked very intimate, "You can't decide who he likes."
The piano sound became faster and faster, and the dance steps of the two became faster and faster, as if competing with each other.
The last eight beats.
Song Yuanyan's leather shoes nudged the heels of Miss He's high-heeled shoes like a red wine glass, and she leaned back unprepared.
Song Yuanyan bent over to catch his waist.
"I can decide."
The music stopped and the prank ended. Miss He stood up abruptly. Song Yuanyan approached her ear and said softly with a gesture that was very intimate in the eyes of the audience.
"He'll like me."
Miss He's eyes flashed with surprise, but Song Yuanyan raised his eyebrows cynically, and left the shining dance floor with his hands in his pockets.
The He Mansion is very big. Xu Qichen came out of the hall and walked into a dark place without knowing it. This is the gap between two houses. It looks like a dark and narrow alley. Brick walls.
He drank too fast, his mind was dazed, the cold wind made his mind a little clearer, but it was too cold, he wrapped himself tightly in his coat, and decided to leave after standing for a while.
As he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a voice.
Subconsciously took a few steps back and hid in the shadows.
"Have you seen the lady who danced with Song Yuanyan just now? That's He Lao's only daughter."
A woman's voice sounded a certain age.
"What's the use of that? Old Man He has three sons. How much will his daughter inherit from the family property?"
Xu Qichen frowned slightly. This person's voice is very familiar... as if have heard it somewhere.
"Why are you so stupid? You are full of family property. Do you know how much he spoils this daughter? If you can form a family with this Miss He, you will be a relative with the governor."
"Mother, I know, but this Miss He went straight to that kid from the Song family when she went downstairs. What can I do?"
"In the end, you're just a bad person." The woman sighed, "It's really useless to follow your father with a slap in the face."
"What's the use of having a good look, ah, just like his sickly appearance, I don't know if he can live past the age of 30! Just like my uncle, sooner or later..."
"Shh!" the woman stopped his son suddenly. "Where is this, you're talking nonsense here."
"Oh, what are you afraid of?" His voice lowered a little. "I specifically asked the doctor last time that he could last another winter at most. Oh no, if he continues to take those medicines, he will definitely not be able to last this winter..."
The woman snorted, "Don't forget, he also has a son who lives somewhere. When he dies, the old man will definitely find his own grandson to come back."
These two people... are Liu Mingde's mother and son!
Xu Qichen's hands trembled uncontrollably.
Liu Mingde's voice was cunning and vicious, like a poisonous snake spitting bright red letters all over his body.
"Won't he find us? If we find it first, let's start first..."
A cat meowing suddenly came from the alley.
Xu Qichen was taken aback. Shouldn't he be discovered when he accidentally stepped on something and made a noise in the TV series?
How can it be so unlucky.
Liu Mingde's voice suddenly stopped, and he lowered his voice so that he could not hear clearly.
He could only faintly hear his hiss.
Then came the faint sound of footsteps.
The moonlight stretched the shadows of the two people, and the slender and strange shadows moved little by little to the entrance of this narrow alley, and the danger approached step by step.
Xu Qichen's heart was about to jump out.
He kept stepping back, his steps getting faster and faster.
If found, will it be silenced.
The personality of their mother and son will definitely kill him.
The palm of his hand holding the cane was sweaty.
Suddenly, it seemed that something had been stepped on.
Fear suddenly rushed to the extreme.
In an instant, the world was spinning, and he was wrapped around his head by some kind of thick curtain-like thing, and was pressed against the cold wall.
Fear and anxiety made his consciousness unclear, and he was rigidly pressed against the wall, his thumb pressed against his lips.
The unknown visitor wrapped his arms around his waist in a very aggressive manner and lowered his head to kiss him.
It was just a kiss on his thumb, not Xu Qichen's lips.
Xu Qichen's vision was completely blocked, it was almost pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.
Only vaguely heard the footsteps of the two of them breaking the silence in the alley.
"This……"
The man who held him down finally loosened up a bit, dragged him quietly behind him, and said in a drunken, frivolous tone, "Who is it? To disturb this young master?"
"Master Song?"
The woman's voice seemed to be puzzled, seeing Song Yuanyan turning around, her tie was scattered, and the collar of her shirt was wide open.
"Look, what are you looking at? It's really a disappointment..." He turned around and deliberately wrapped the man behind him with his coat, as if he was afraid that the spring light would leak. , "Beauty... let's continue..."
I heard Liu Deming let out a disdain from his nose.
"Those who are sick and crooked have the face to imitate others as disciples."
The footsteps of high heels and leather shoes were getting farther and farther.
Song Yuanyan still hugged him tightly, with his head buried in Xu Qichen's neck, his breathing was hot and humid.
It wasn't until he couldn't hear any sound at all that he slowly loosened the camel-colored long coat that wrapped Xu Qichen, revealing his eyes.
Under the faint moonlight, the atmosphere was ambiguous and awkward.
The thumb that had just pressed on Xu Qichen's lips became so hot that it gradually moved away from his cheek unconsciously.
Song Yuanyan made a look of relief, trying to ease the atmosphere at the moment with a smile.
Xu Qichen leaned his back against the wall and stared into his eyes without moving.
"Are you frightened by me?" Song Yuan hesitated, "The situation was urgent just now..."
Xu Qichen shook his head.
He knew who it was in the first instant of consciousness.
Because his whole person was tightly wrapped in the smell of Song Yuanyan.
Song Yuanyan took a half step back, "Fortunately, I just came out to find you..."
Xu Qichen's hand suddenly grabbed his tie, which was about to unravel, and dragged him onto his body, pressing his chest to his chest.
He has enough evidence.
It's time to end this game of you in and out.
Like a last stand, he really kissed Song Yuanyan's lips, but only for a moment, like a dragonfly on the water.
He stirred up a heart and left suddenly.
"Mu Ru." Xu Qichen approached his ear, and finally called out his words.
The breath is gentle and soft, like the moonlight on the face.
"You like me, right?"