Miao Ruoan is the only daughter among the four children of the Miao family.
Different from the Tang family's concept of favoring sons over daughters, Miao Ruo'an is the Miao family's favorite youngest daughter.
The Miao and Li families are family friends.
But the Miao family has many business areas, and her parents and brother are busy with business all day long.
When she was young, she was often taken care of by the Li family.
From this, I became familiar with the people of the Li family.
As her little uncle, Li Siyan almost raised her from childhood to adulthood.
Miao Ruoan seemed to rely more on this unrelated uncle than his three brothers in the family.
The yacht is sailing in the deep blue sea, and the salty sea breeze is fresh and refreshing.
Everyone in the box raised champagne.
"Happy singlehood! Cheers!"
Miao Ruo'an drank it all in one gulp, hugged the arm of the man next to him, and leaned on his shoulder affectionately.
"Let me introduce to you, this is my boyfriend, Song Yang."
"Oh! The little princess is finally single!" People around started to cheer, "The male college student is so young!"
"So handsome!"
Song Yang smiled refreshingly and looked at each other sweetly with Miao Ruo'an.
Miao Ruoan shyly buried her face behind his shoulder and intertwined her fingers with his.
It aroused everyone's cry.
Li Siyan's hand holding the wine glass tightened, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.
His face remained calm.
But the powerful aura he exuded gradually oppressed the originally cheerful atmosphere.
Song Yang took the initiative and asked: "An An, who is this..."
Miao Ruoan happily introduced: "My uncle, Li Siyan. This is my friend and my uncle's fiancée, Tang Qingwan."
Song Yang stretched out his hand: "Hello, little uncle."
Song Yang looked at the dignified and handsome man in front of him. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and exuded an oppressive aura in his movements.
Although the man's expression was calm and relaxed, Song Yang felt inexplicably heavy in his heart.
"Is this the surprise you gave me?"
Completely ignoring Song Yang.
Song Yang's hand hung awkwardly in the air, curled up slightly and retracted it.
Miao Ruo'an nodded happily: "Of course! Life's big event is not a surprise."
"If everything goes well, I can hold a wedding with my uncle and Tangtang!"
She longed for and thought about it, and seemed very satisfied with Song Yang as her boyfriend.
Tang Qingwan was stunned and said, "We've only known each other for a few days, and we're already talking about marriage. Are you too anxious?"
"Song Yang and I have known each other for a month. He likes me and I like him."
As he spoke, he leaned his face on his shoulder again.
Song Yang squeezed her shoulders affectionately, showing a sense of security.
Tang Qingwan felt that the magnetic field was strange and indescribably awkward.
"Huh, pretty boy."
Li Jiangyuan smiled sarcastically and rolled her eyes.
Miao Ruo'an protected Song Yang: "Why did I bring my boyfriend to play with everyone? You are all so weird."
"He's not anxious. Why are you anxious?" Li Jiangyuan looked at the little girl looking aggrieved and glanced at her with disdain.
The originally pleasant atmosphere also became a little stiff.
Song Yang held Miao Ruoan's hand: "Everyone says this because they love An An. I know I am not worthy of An An now, but I will try my best to be worthy of her. Because I really like An An."
Li Jiangyuan twitched her lips: "Oh, what do you like about her? Do you like her money?"
Song Yang answered firmly and positively: "I like her, her gentleness, kindness, and cuteness. I like her every smile, every move, everything."
Li Jiangyuan laughed angrily: "Boy, you are really——"
"Today is your home court. You have fun, that's the most important thing." Li Siyan interrupted Li Jiangyuan and put down the champagne.
"We'll talk about other things later."
His expression was as calm as ever: "Everyone, enjoy yourself. I'm sorry."
Then he whispered in Tang Qingwan's ear: "Play slowly here and relax."
Tang Qingwan nodded.
Seeing his leaving figure, there was a slight feeling of desolation.
Li Siyan rarely mentioned anything about the Miao family on almost any occasion. Some people thought he was deliberately avoiding suspicion.
After all, he was already getting married, so naturally he couldn't get too close to Miao Ruoan.
But in Tang Qingwan's view, it was Li Siyan's intention.
The top deck is sunny.
The wind is not strong and it is a good time to bask in the sun.
Li Xingye was wearing sunglasses, lying on the bench, leisurely closing his eyes and enjoying it.
There are two glasses of iced lemon tea on the table.
Hearing the footsteps, he raised his lips and smiled slightly: "Champagne, isn't it to your taste?"
Li Siyan picked up one of the glasses with his knuckled hands and drank half of it expressionlessly.
Li Xingye raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and then slowly closed them.
The tone was lazy: "Are you sour?"
Li Siyan glanced at Li Xingye and looked at the blue sea with a calm expression.
"She asked everyone to come celebrate with her, but you came to hide and relax."
Li Xingye still didn't open his eyes. The open-collared deep V floral shirt exposed his sexy collarbone.
While lying on his back, he rested his head on his hands, and the beads on his wrists emitted a warm light in the sunlight.
The mandible is sharp and angular, depicting his unruly face.
"Brother, it's the same. He doesn't stay with my sister-in-law, but he comes to disturb my leisure time."
Li Siyan glanced at him: "Are you sour?"
Li Xingye slowly opened his eyes, sat up, raised his head and stared at the sky, feeling the wind blowing through the broken hair on his forehead, showing a bit of freedom and ease.
But his light dark eyes were covered with a coldness.
Li Siyan noticed his subtle change: "I don't want to invite you on weekdays, so why did I make an exception this time?"
"There are many women and plenty of wine, why don't you come?" He narrowed his eyes slightly, bit the straw, and took a sip of lemon tea.
He stared at Li Xingye's calm appearance and said in a deep tone: "Xiaoye, I advise you not to have any ideas about Tang Qingwan."
Li Xingye sneered. Nothing has been funnier than what he said today recently.
He stared at Li Siyan, with a cold anger surging in his eyes, which became even colder and colder as he raised the corners of his mouth.
"Brother, have you drunk too much?"
"That night, my sister-in-law was drugged and the person who sent her to my bed..."
"Isn't it you?"
