Chapter 17: favorite standard
Chapter 17 Favorite Standards
at this moment.
Emperor Garden Hotel.
Box 888.
Su Qian, who was still closing her eyes and resting, heard the sound of the door opening, opened her eyes slowly, and looked up at the figure that was coming.
There is no decoration on the whole body, only a piece of enamel is embellished on the cuffs. The simple white shirt and black trousers can give rise to the amazing feeling of flowing clouds.
Shang Mo is like a jade, and the word "Shi Wushuang" is just tailor-made for him.
She called softly, "Uncle."
Si Shaoyan sat opposite her, resting his right hand on the armrest casually, looking at her up and down.
After a long while, there was an upward arc on the lips.
"Growed up a lot."
The look on her rare face was somewhat soft: "After all, it was three years ago that we last met."
In the past three years, her uncle has looked for her, but she doesn't want to see her. Uncle is the only tenderness in her heart, and she doesn't want this tenderness to be ruined because of her reasons.
Si Shaoyan stared at her relatively soft face. It was rare to lose the gloomy atmosphere on weekdays, and he really couldn't tell that she was a patient.
But remembering what Tang Yi said to him, he couldn't help but start to worry.
I regretted it more than once. When her father and brother died, he should have forcibly brought her to the Si family, instead of leaving her alone in that hellish Su family.
"You... went to Tang Yi to get medicine again?"
Su Qian raised her eyes and glanced at Si Shaoyan, and seemed a little displeased: "Why does this gossip tell you everything?"
Si Shaoyan knew what she was annoyed with, and said lightly: "I forced the question, don't blame him."
Su Qian murmured softly, "That's enough for a mother-in-law, and she doesn't know how to protect the patient's privacy."
Si Shaoyan looked at her helplessly, with a bit of doting in his eyes. Instead of continuing to talk about this topic, he ordered a few dishes that she liked.
She asked for a drink, and he would never refuse any of her requests, so he ordered a glass of champagne with very low alcohol content.
Su Qian felt that the degree of champagne was too low, and the taste of vodka was not as strong, but in front of her uncle, she still showed nothing.
Si Shaoyan knew that she liked drinking, but she didn't expect that she liked drinking so much. She drank a bottle of champagne intermittently, and she didn't even eat a single sip of the meal in front of her.
He personally put the dishes in front of her: "Eat a little more food, and drinking too much wine is not good for your health."
She even has a broken soul, does she still care about her body?
In the past, whenever she was drinking, she was always calm and self-sufficient and would never let herself get drunk.
Unexpectedly, in front of her uncle, she gradually became drunk, and even brought out the darkness that was suppressed in the depths of her soul, she managed to restrain herself.
She looked at Si Shaoyan, her eyes were full of blood:
"Uncle, you said that the person who died at that time was me, wouldn't everyone be happy?"
Hearing this, Si Shaoyan's face unconsciously covered a layer of frost: "You are drunk."
Si Shaoyan sat next to her and asked the waiter for a cup of sobering tea. Although there was no immediate effect, it was better than nothing.
"You were bought by them with their own lives, and they were willing to do it for you. It's not your fault."
Ah.
Su Qian didn't refute either, just snorted in a self-deprecating way.
This sound is not like a sigh, but more like a stone pressing on Si Shaoyan's heart.
When I saw her five years ago, she seemed to have become another person, like a beast that swept the world, leaving only the instinct of tearing, which made people feel chills and fear from the heart.
He always thought that under Tang Yi's treatment, she had gradually become normal, but now he is not sure.
Under her hidden mask, she hides endless thoughts that no one can see through.
At this time, Si Shaoyan's assistant came in to report the situation.
It was the first time he saw his master treat others so patiently and tenderly, and the assistant was a little stunned for a while.
was interrupted abruptly, Si Shaoyan was somewhat unhappy, his eyes were even darker like a night well, and he was cold:
"What's the matter?"
The assistant came back to his senses and replied hastily: "Master, there seems to be turmoil over the border. The master has sent you to deal with it as soon as possible."
"Do I need to do this in person?"
After he finished speaking, he looked down at Su Qian, who was lying on the side, and narrowed his eyes, or was it because the old man knew that he was here to see her, so he was looking for something to do for him?
The assistant lowered his head very low.
Obviously he is a cannon fodder, at this time he dare not speak casually.
Si Shaoyan wrapped the broken hair on her forehead behind her ear, and said with a good temper: "Qianqian, I have something to deal with first. I will leave a driver for you and take you back later."
Su Qian is a little more awake now, she waved her hand: "You don't need to leave the driver to me, I can drive back by myself when I'm awake."
Si Shaoyan was very worried about her, even if she didn't want to, he still left her a driver.
After Si Shaoyan left, Su Qian asked for a few more bottles of spirits for herself.
After eating a few bottles, she found that she was getting more and more sober, it turned out not to be intoxicating, but intoxicating.
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She smelled of alcohol when she returned to Dijing Manor. When Lu Mingxiu saw it, he unconsciously frowned.
"you've been drinking?"
Su Qian sat on the sofa and replied lazily, "No."
The taste of this wine is so strong and pungent that she actually said she didn't drink?
How did she lick her face and say it?
He doesn't mind her drinking, but he's a little ill when drunk.
Just as he was about to speak, Su Qian burst out laughing, "Let me guess, you want to tell me that the next time you're too drunk, you won't be allowed to enter the gate of Dijing Manor, right?"
Lu Mingxiu's frown deepened after hearing this.
Lu Mingxiu is obsessed with cleanliness, hates the smell of cigarettes, hates the smell of alcohol, and hates all irritating tastes, even food.
He sets the rules for his life, even for the people and food he likes.
Su Qiancai didn't care what his face looked like at the moment, she let herself sit comfortably on the sofa and was about to lie down. Lu Mingxiu:
"Master Lu, sometimes I'm really curious, do you like Qin Yunshuang and set the standard you like, or just because Qin Yunshuang meets your standard, or if other women meet your standard, you will like it another woman?"
Lu Mingxiu's expression froze for a moment, but in the next second, he suddenly walked over and sat beside her, raised her chin with his fingers, his eyes were thick and blurred, and his voice was low and hoarse: "You ask this question , can I take it that you are jealous?"
(end of this chapter)