It seems that Lin Xi knows him, not only knows him, but is also very familiar with him.

Human minds are limited, and Cheng Xiyu never remembers insignificant people.

Wang Ye reminded him, and he reluctantly remembered that in high school, Bai Yiyi did have a good friend beside him.

He hadn't looked at it carefully, so naturally he had no impression.

"Did she plan it herself?" Cheng Xiyu said, "Have you found the person behind her?"

"No." He said: "It's over with Lin Xi. At present, it seems that she did all these things alone."

Lin Xi is quite famous, and she is often seen on TV. Her appearance is not competitive in the entire entertainment industry. She looks innocent and weak, and Wang Ye was surprised when he found out.

Now it seems that this little star has no ill intentions towards her boss. From these things, it can be seen that she has ill intentions towards Miss Jiang.

It's horrifying to think that a stranger who doesn't know each other has been secretly spying on others for so many years.

Cheng Xiyu didn't know what her purpose was, and she didn't want to know. Since she dared to do it, she should think of the consequences after the matter was revealed.

"…………"

She said: "Dinner is ready, I'll serve it..."

The last time he saw this method of opening wine was in high school.

Others don't have that much face.

The king over there was also silent for a while,

Cheng Xiyu had no expression and his eyes were cold.

"…………"

Her voice became lower and lower as she spoke. She silently placed the knocked bottle of whiskey on the table and pushed it inside.

A bit like a kid who did something wrong...

"…………"

She knocked hard, but not only did she not open it, she was so shocked that her wrists went numb.

The white foam in the beer bubbled up...

The sound of the wind stopped for a moment, and then everything revived.

She struggled, but the "tie" was still firmly tied to her wrist.

Cheng Xiyu touched her reddish and hot cheek: "Don't move."

His voice was very soft: "Is it uncomfortable? Can I take you to bed?"

Jiang Shu was obedient and took a small sip. She rested her chin on the marble table and looked at him. Her expression looked normal.

"Ha." He sneered.

So she doesn't like things that don't last long.

I skipped class with my caregiver and a few others. The summer wind was very hot. A group of middle school teenagers gathered around the barbecue stall and ordered a few bottles of beer. They followed the example of the table next to them and opened the bottle caps on the edge of the table.

Cheng Xiyu's face was very cold, and he couldn't tell any emotion. He seemed to just ask casually: "Why don't you like it?"

Jiang Shu said nothing,

He laughed softly, took her hand that she wanted to dodge, and rubbed it gently.

"Want to drink?" Cheng Xiyu said, "Who taught you how to drink like this, huh?"

If he had known that Jiang Shu's drinking capacity was so bad, he should not have said that more words.

He only treated Jiang Shu in a lowly manner.

"...Brother A Cheng," she said excitedly, not knowing what day it was: "Are these all for me?"

He saw Jiang Shu holding a bottle of whiskey and still banging the bottle mouth on the table. Seeing that he was disturbed, she looked at him a little confused: "I...I didn't find the bottle opener..."

After only two minutes, the drunkenness set in, and her consciousness became drowsy, and her eyes became watery.

It seems that Jiang Shu cannot be allowed to drink alcohol outside in the future, otherwise she will be sold without even knowing it.

He and Xiang Jiamu have been friends for so many years, but he doesn't know when he got a cousin.

The bottle of wine was still not opened. Cheng Xiyu took out a bottle opener from the cabinet above the kitchen and opened it without any force.

Jiang Shu stopped talking, seemed a little unhappy, and drank the soup silently.

"…………"

He was a little helpless: "The doctor said that your body is still very weak and you cannot drink these spicy and exciting things."

She lowered her eyes and her cheeks were bulging, like a wronged little animal. Cheng Xiyu didn't feel that she had done anything wrong at all: "Are you angry?"

"...This Miss Lin seems to have some relationship with the Xiang family. She calls her Young Master Xiang's cousin." He said: "Her family is just a branch of the Lin family. In the past few years, Manxing's resources were not all given to her. In recent years, because of

It’s because of Xiang’s family that she was promoted so quickly.”

In the past twenty years, he had never felt panic or fear, but at the moment when he was waiting for Jiang Shu's answer, he really felt this emotion.

Jiang Shu cooked a rich meal, including two meat dishes and two vegetarian dishes, and also stewed a small pot of old duck soup, which was very fresh and thick.

Sensing the indifference of the person in front of her, she was a little sad because she was unconscious. She followed her inner thoughts and took the initiative to lean into his arms.

Why was Cheng Xiyu in front of her shaking so hard that it made her dizzy?

Cheng Xiyu was becoming more and more childish by not telling her that there was a bottle opener even though he had it.

She smiled a little childishly, looked at him quietly, and opened her mouth,

His heartbeat was beating erratically. He was like a prisoner waiting for trial. He knew that there might be an abyss ahead, but he still insisted on listening to her announcement.

"Cheng Xiyu." Jiang Shu's eyes flashed with hazy starlight: "You are Cheng Xiyu."

"Who do you want to give face to?" His tone was neither cold nor indifferent: "In Nanshi, I am the face person."

There was a "boom" in the living room, and he felt a thump in his heart. Before he could react, he had already walked out of the study quickly.

Seeing her obviously depressed look, Cheng Xiyu sighed: "Let you drink a little."

The heating was sufficient, but he felt a chill in his heart. He gently opened the distance between the two of them and looked into her eyes quietly.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Xiyu heard that he was hesitant to speak, and frowned: "If you have anything to say, just tell me."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Ye still couldn't calm down in his heart for a long time. Cheng Xiyu these days was so different from the past that he even forgot about Mr. Cheng's original behavior style in Nanshi.

Jiang Shu was unhappy and stretched out her hand to grab the person in front of her, but her grasp was empty.

Cheng Xiyu put down the phone, the coldness on his face had not faded yet.

He almost breathed a deep sigh of relief and hugged her tightly: "Well, I am."

The voice fell in her ear, low and warm: "It's quite wild."

When I was in the apartment, I saw Lin Miaomiao opening liqueur like this, opening it as soon as she knocked it down.

There is only one Lin Miaomiao among others.

There was a smile in his eyes: "You continue to drink."

Jiang Shu pursed her lips, and her long eyelashes were a little moist. She leaned on his neck and looked at the lights outside through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows: "There are many fireflies outside..."

"Jiang Shu." He said, "Who am I?"

Cheng Xiyu hugged her gently: "I'll go."

Jiang Shu raised her eyes and looked at the wine he opened, then looked at him again. Her meaning was obvious.

"There are many artists in Manxing, so the resources should be balanced," he said, "It seems that she is more interested in trending searches than acting."

Jiang Shu blinked slowly, feeling confused. She tugged on his sleeve with her hands, not quite understanding what he meant.

Cheng Xiyu repeated: "Who am I?"

He held her wrist loosely. At this time, Jiang Shu was a little confused and said in a muffled voice: "Why do you want to 'tie' me?..."

"...I don't like these." She spoke in a very light, coquettish tone: "There is only a little light, and when the time is up, they will disappear..."

"I can drink it," he explained.

"Do you want to... give the Xiang family some face?"

"..." Jiang Shu felt a little aggrieved: "I think everyone else behaves like this..."

The smile in his eyes froze, and there was a dense tingling in his heart.

Fortunately...Fortunately...

Jiang Shu's drinking capacity was very poor, but fortunately her wine was still good. She fell asleep after not being too long. She slept peacefully in his arms, and her warm and fragrant breath fell on his neck, which was a bit burning.

He never believed in things that had no scientific basis. Perhaps because the atmosphere was so good now, he suddenly felt that it would be good to stop time at this moment.

"Who gave it to her?"

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