Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

It's the distinguished guest of the young master, not just the Xu family's distinguished guest.

The difference in one word has a profound meaning, which made Yan Xiaye think about it thoughtfully, and the expression on Qingmei's little face gradually became subtle.

One must know that she fabricated a 'Yan Ye' identity to associate with Ji Liangchen. If Xu Jiangchuan and Ji Liangchen met, wouldn't it mean that her efforts for so long would come to naught?

Don't say An Anxin waited for Ji Liangchen to bring her into the room, she wouldn't be turned away right now...

After thinking about it again and again, Yan Xiaye asked in fear, "Sorry, do you know how I got back last night?"

"Everyone knows that the eldest young master picked you up in person. It was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night."

If she blinked meaningfully at Yan Xiaye, the maid could hardly conceal her envy in her heart, and she couldn't help whispering, "Maybe you don't know, but the young master's daily life has always been very regular, if it wasn't for a very special situation , he wouldn’t leave home in the middle of the night and take his subordinates across the city to pick someone up.”

"That's it..."

Nodding perfunctorily, Yan Xiaye raised the corners of his lips with difficulty, forcing out an unattractive smile.

In other words, not only did her bad premonition come true, but she also owed Xu Jiangchuan a small favor.

"That's it, so the young master may wake up late this morning, please forgive me."

"Thank you."

Holding the water glass and returning to the bedroom with a heavy heart, Yan Xiaye picked up the phone anxiously, but still did not wait for Ji Liangchen's reply.

Looking at the quiet notification board, she couldn't figure out whether the other party hadn't woken up yet, or was simply unwilling to reply to her messages.

With such a tangled mood, Yan Xiaye held the phone and refused to let go, so he had to browse some other content to pass the time.

With her slender fingertips sliding gently on the screen, she entered Qin Yiren's name in the search engine, and quickly found the follow-up to yesterday's news.

Dumbfounded at the brazen man in the new video, Yan Xiaye hurriedly called Qin Yiren, but what he got was that the other party was on the phone.

……

At this moment, Qin Yiren was on his way home.

Chu Xiannian did not bring bodyguards and secretaries, and acted as Qin Yiren's driver himself, listening carefully to the voice leaked from Qin Yiren's cell phone.

In desperation, Qin Yiren's pretty face was clouded with gloom, her voice was hoarse and anxious: "Brother, the family is in such a mess because of me, if I hide and don't show up, it's tantamount to admitting the ingratitude those reporters said. "

"Bullshit is the specialty of those reporters, why do you care what they say?"

"I don't care, but my mother will definitely be very sad when she hears those comments about me. You know her body is not suitable for great joy and great sorrow... I have been disfilial to my adoptive mother, and I can no longer make my biological mother feel sad for me."

"Yi Ren, don't listen to that kid's nonsense, everyone knows that he deliberately made things big, just to get enough benefits from us, you don't believe a word he says, no, don't even believe a single punctuation mark!"

"What can I do if I don't believe him? Those reporters obviously believe it. When they publish the news they heard on the news, there are countless people who believe it. I can't explain them one by one. I can only take advantage of the current situation. drop to lowest."

Speaking of this, Qin Yiren bit her lower lip tightly, and looked sideways at the young and handsome man beside her.

In this storm dominated by public opinion, not only was she subjected to verbal criticism and trial, but even Chu Xiannian was not spared.

As a result, the Chu family's parents have called countless times in the past few days to ask them to temporarily cut off contact, so as not to be caught by the reporters.

She agreed with this opinion, but Chu Xianian resolutely rejected her kindness, and wanted to share troubles with her no matter the cost.

For the sake of her family and for Chu Xiannian, she can no longer be a coward and must stand up and stop all this in time.

Otherwise, even she herself would look down on herself.

After a long silence, the eldest brother of the Qin family sighed helplessly: "Yiren, you have to be mentally prepared."

"I know, don't worry." Trying to sound relaxed, Qin Yiren comforted his brother in turn: "With Chu Xiannian by my side, I'm not afraid of anything."

"Okay, take care of yourself."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Yiren's long eyelashes trembled to cover the tension and uneasiness in her eyes.

She is a gentle person who does not contend with the world, and now she is caught in the trap of public opinion and cannot help herself. It is really difficult for her to muster up the courage to confront the perpetrator.

"Little cutie, listen to your brother, don't think too much."

Chu Xinian looked ahead, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and reached out to hold hers with the other hand, "No matter what, you still have me."

Those four simple words easily defeated Qin Yiren's calm mask.

With an uncontrollable soreness at the tip of her nose, she firmly grasped Chu Xiannian's fingers, absorbing the man's strength and courage in embarrassment.

Chu Xinian smiled as usual, took her hand and put it on his lips and kissed lightly: "Get ready, we are coming."

As the voice fell, a piece of yellow paper for the dead just fell on the windshield, and was swept aside by the windshield.

Qin Yiren was taken aback.

She raised her eyes and looked out of the car window in bewilderment, and was suddenly speechless by the scene in front of her.

On the road leading to the house, the autumn wind blows the yellow paper all over the place. With the background of withered vegetation in late autumn, it looks like a scene of panic and desolation.

At the end of the road are more than a dozen strangers in sackcloth and filial piety, including children in their teens and elderly people in their 70s and [-]s.

Each of these people held white cloth bags in their hands, and numbly took out stacks of cut-out yellow paper, and threw them into the air. It looked like a family was holding a funeral.

However, there are single-family villas with a large area nearby, and the intention of these people to block here is very obvious, just to target Qin Yiren's family.

Accompanied by several reporters carrying cameras, they raced against the clock to record everything in front of them, and specially took some shots of the closed gate of the villa.He shook his head and sighed with both expressions: "The ancients said that the world is going downhill, but we insist that there is still justice and morality in the world."

"You're right!" Another reporter held up the microphone and sang in unison: "I believe that as long as Mr. Huang is sincere enough, his adoptive daughter whom his mother never forgets before his death, and now the fiancée of the CEO of Star Entertainment—Ms. Qin will definitely come out to face everyone and give everyone Someone explain it!"

At this moment, a certain guy in the crowd spotted the limousine approaching from behind, and immediately shouted at the top of his voice, "Look, everyone, is the one in the car Huang Qian whom we loved since we were young?"

This voice was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and a dozen people swarmed in an instant, blocking the surrounding area of ​​the car.

Rao Qin Yiren was mentally prepared in advance, or was shocked by such a rogue's method, and didn't know how to react for a while.

Chu Xianian was equally astonished at the scene in front of him.

His worth is there, and he usually deals with higher-end roles. How have you ever seen such a rogue's bluff?
And those people in sackcloth and filial piety patted the body of the car one after another, saying that they are all relatives of the Huang family. They watched Huang Qian grow up together. She can't be ungrateful if she climbs a high branch.

Among them, the most exaggerated performance was an old man in his 70s and [-]s. He sat in front of the car with a plop and refused to get out of the way. You left home without even saying hello, it really broke my heart..."

Qin Yiren was in a panic, and couldn't bear to see an old man so sad, so he hurriedly unfastened his seat belt and wanted to get out of the car to help him up.

"Wait, it won't work like this."

Sharp-eyed glanced at the shadowy reporters and cameras behind the crowd, Chu Xiannian squeezed Qin Yiren's little hand slightly, "Stay in the car and let me handle it."

After finishing speaking, he pushed the car door hard with a sullen face, and left the car without changing his face while facing the eyes of several people.

Everyone shut their mouths at the same time, expecting that the famous young master would give him a lot of money.

Of course, they dropped what they were doing and rushed here. If the benefits were not enough, they would have to make trouble for a while, until the young master realized how powerful they were, and obediently paid out the money to send them away.

"You, stop and don't move!"

Chu Xiannian spoke as expected, but his lines were unexpected.

While the others were looking at each other, he pointed to a brat who was messing around with the car, and said with a cold expression: "Boy, who is your master? If you don't pay me the repair fee today, no one will leave."

As soon as this remark came out, the brat secretly holding the small stone trembled in fright.

Unable to bear Chu Xianian's cold eyes, he ran towards the uncle sitting on the ground at a trot.

"Little Six, you silly child deserves to be beaten again, don't you?"

The old man who was busy crying and wiping his tears just now coughed with embarrassment, glanced at the handsome and indifferent man secretly, and deliberately raised his voice and said, "Fortunately, you are rowing your brother-in-law's car. He is so rich that he won't follow you." You care about it, otherwise even if I sell my old bone for money, it will not be enough to compensate others."

"Master, do you have bad ears or something?"

Stretching out his fingers to touch the very conspicuous dents on the car body, Chu Xiannian took out a cigarette from his pocket, and said calmly, "My money didn't fall from the sky, 10 yuan is worth a cent." Can not be less."

The old man was startled, and tremblingly looked at the main envoy Huang Wei standing behind, "You, you still want to ask us for money?"

Chu Xi puffed out a smoke ring in an understatement, and said with a half-smile: "Either lose money, or call the police, you can decide for yourself."