Xiao Shiqing drank the water his grandma poured for him before, and he didn't want to talk to his relatives at home, so he used the excuse of feeling unwell to go to bed.
Xiao Li brought him to Ruyixuan.
This is Xiao Li's residence, but Xiao Shiqing is also very familiar with it.
Before his mother passed away when he was a child, she often took him back to Bei City to live for a while. His mother stayed with his grandmother, so he was taken by Xiao Li.
Xiao Shiqing did not answer Xiao Li's question, and even asked him: "What do you think of my piano playing now?"
Xiao Li curled her lips and did not answer, but took steps towards Xiao Shiqing's back.
Xiao Shiqing's fingers were still playing on the keys, and Xiao Li suddenly stretched out his hand towards his neck.
Just a second before Xiao Li's hand was about to pinch the back of his neck, Xiao Shiqing reacted quickly, raised his hand to protect the back of his neck, and turned his head.
At this moment, his expression subconsciously showed a hint of viciousness like an eagle.
Xiao Li's smile grew stronger, he took his hand back, and said in a teasing and doting tone: "Our seventh child is really impressed by my true heritage."
Just like he learned to play the piano from Xu Yi.
His ruthlessness, sharpness, and methods in daily life were all learned from Xiao Li.
However, the sound of the piano was interrupted by Xiao Li. Xiao Shiqing glanced at his brother displeasedly, stood up, and then turned his attention to the woman not far away. Then he paused for two seconds and was happy. .
"As for it?" he said, "You also deliberately wore the style my mother liked when she was alive?"
Li Yuening was embarrassed for a moment and immediately looked at Xiao Li.
Xiao Li said, "It's not Xiao Wu's fault, it's grandma's arrangement."
Xiao Shiqing narrowed his eyes and walked out. As he walked, he said, "This family really doesn't know me at all. Do you think that dressing up like my young mother will make me like her?"
"If you want to talk to me, dress up differently."
At this time he walked to the door.
When he stopped, he looked back.
Li Yuening also turned to look at her.
The classical beauty asked, "What kind of style does the Seventh Young Master like?"
Xiao Shiqing put his tongue to his cheek and said, "Low chest, exposed navel, exposed thighs."
Li Yuening's face immediately froze, and Xiao Li lowered his eyebrows coldly: "Old Qi! Be more serious!"
"I'm serious. I've said it tactfully enough." Xiao Shiqing looked away, "What I actually want to say is, wear a bikini."
The sound falls.
The door slammed shut.
The corridor outside the room is very wide. Although the decoration is elegant, both the paintings on the walls and the furniture are made of fine wood.
There is also incense in the room, which exudes a light and pleasant aroma.
Xiao Shiqing turned two corners and arrived at a living room.
Passing through the entrance hall is a book shelf.
Next to the Bogu rack, he suddenly stopped and his expression became twisted.
On the ancient shelf, there are several photo frames that look like art galleries, and the photo frames are full of photos of him and the Xiao family.
He browsed around and reached out and took down three photo frames.
Among the photos in the three photo frames, the first one is of a child who looks four or five years old and wears a small pink hairpin. He is extremely beautiful, but is wearing men's sportswear. He is hugging a child wearing the same style. Little boy in sportswear.
It was the young Xiao Shiqing and Xiao Li.
The second one is Xiao Shiqing who is ten years old, but his expression is not as cute as when he was a child. He looks dull and distant, and his eyes are not looking at the camera.
Behind him, Xiao Li, who was already fifteen, was wearing camouflage uniform and was over 1.8 meters tall. He put an arm on Xiao Shiqing's shoulder, with a gentle smile on his lips.
The third one, Xiao Shiqing, was also sixteen years old and over 1.8 meters tall. Although his expression was a little less dull, he was still cold and a little more world-weary.
He was wearing a black summer dress, with many bruises on his cold white skin, one eye was bruised, and there were red marks on the corners of his lips.
He was sitting under a streetlight at night, looking at the camera.
His eyes were red, but his eyes were fierce, and his expression was not good, as if he was unhappy when he found someone taking a photo of him with a camera.
Next to him, sat a stern young man wearing a black shirt and suit pants.
The young man's shirt cuffs were rolled up, and he held his suit jacket at the elbow of one arm. There was an obvious scratch on his arm.
An arm was put on Xiao Shiqing's shoulder.
He looked sideways at Xiao Shiqing, with a gentle smile still on his lips.
Then besides these three photos, there was something else on the shelf, a photo of him and Xiao Li.
For example, when he was four or five years old, he was mischievous, lying on Xiao Li's back and touching Xiao Li's face with his muddy hands.
And when he was ten years old, although his expression was cold, he was good-looking. Xiao Li, who was taller than him, was also good-looking, but he was sitting down.
He looked through the remaining photos again to make sure there were no photos that would make him feel embarrassed. He hugged the three photo frames, went to the bedroom, and closed the door.
Soon.
Xiao Li and Li Yuening also walked in.
Xiao Li also stopped beside the Bogu shelf.
I discovered that the photo had been altered.
Li Yuening was slightly surprised after seeing those photos.
"Third Brother, I know you have a good relationship with the Seventh Young Master, but I didn't expect it to be better than I imagined."
Xiao Li looked back at her eyes, which were looking at the photos intently, and said softly, "My mother died young, my sister-in-law is half my mother, and I treat my seventh child as my biological brother."
After a pause, his eyes darkened, "If you can successfully marry Lao Qi, as Lao Qi's eldest brother, I can choose a collection from the Xiaoyuan Treasure Pavilion as your wedding gift."
Upon hearing the words Xiaoyuan Treasure Pavilion, Li Yuening looked even more shocked.
Xiao Li withdrew his gaze and lowered his voice: "I will give you what you want, just as compensation for what happened back then."
After hearing this, Li Yuening took a breath, a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes, and then a gentle smile appeared on his lips: "Then thank you third brother in advance."
Xiao Li: "Let's go."
Li Yuening's footsteps did not move. She clenched her hands and said, "Seventh Young Master wanted me to dress more sexy just now. Do I really not need to change my clothes?"
Xiao Li looked back: "Do you want to change?"
Li Yuening raised her head, stared into Xiao Li's eyes, and did not answer, but asked: "Third brother knows that the seventh young master is in love, do you really want to ignore the seventh young master's inner feelings and let him come to my Li family as a son-in-law? "
Xiao Li's eyes narrowed: "Yue Ning, it is your third sister's last wish that you take over the Li family. I will help you realize it."
Li Yuening nodded, "Since we can ignore the Seventh Young Master's inner feelings, then let's follow the Seventh Young Master's ideas. It will probably be better if we obey him now."
Without waiting for Xiao Li's reaction, Li Yuening turned around and left.
Xiao Li looked at Li Yuening's back for a long time, then walked to Xiao Shiqing's room.
At this moment, Xiao Shiqing was lying on the bed with her eyes closed and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt.
Xiao Li went over and sat down by the bed. There was a lot of movement. Xiao Shiqing's brows furrowed slightly, but there was no other reaction.
