The sweet voice of the girl in front of him, with a Beijing accent in Mandarin, came to Xie Yin's ears along with the drizzle.
Xie Yin lowered his eyes, his deep gaze falling on Xia Li.
The girl only wore a thin white dress. The occasional breeze blew the hair on the side of her face slightly, and the hem of the blown skirt was a little wet from the rain.
Seeing this, Xie Yin tilted the umbrella in his hand slightly toward the girl.
She lowered her eyes and tidied the broken hair on the side of her face with some embarrassment.
He was about to speak, but was interrupted by Xia Li.
"I'm sorry, sir," Xia Liluo looked away from Xie Yin with some embarrassment, and his voice was a little softer, "I may have recognized the wrong person."
It’s just five years at any time, but so much has happened in these five years.
Even she herself had somewhat forgotten the appearance of the man holding the umbrella in the vestibule. What's more, the fate was superficial, how could they meet again by such a coincidence?
Xie Yin's words were swallowed alive as soon as they reached his mouth, and he pursed his lower lip slightly:
"It's okay."
The atmosphere between the two returned to the quiet state before, and they walked side by side under the eaves of the vestibule.
"Sir, thank you for sending me here."
Xia Li's right foot crossed the wooden threshold of the vestibule, and his eyes slowly turned from the raindrops falling from the eaves in front of him to the man holding the umbrella next to him.
Looking from her angle, she could see the man's clear lower jaw and high nose bones.
Xie Yin looked down at her, and their eyes met under the black umbrella.
This time, the man did not speak Cantonese: "If you don't mind, we are on the way and can take you back to your private room."
Yajian, the B&B where Xia Li stayed on Lamma Island, was also a newly opened B&B in Qizhou.
The voice that came into my ears was clear and clear, and it sounded a little hoarse, like gravel quietly grinding through my heart.
It seemed even more sexy against the patter of rain.
"No sir."
Remembering that his mission had not yet been completed, Xia Li refused with a smile, "I don't plan to go back to the private room yet."
"I think maybe we're not on the same path."
While he was talking, the black Maybach had stopped in front of him.
The Maybach's headlights dimmed the dim light, outlining the light and shadow of the falling rain.
The driver got out of the car holding an umbrella, walked around the back of the car to the door, and opened the door for the man.
Xie Yin narrowed his eyes and stared at Xia Li for a while before he could look away.
He handed the black umbrella in his hand to Xia Li: "Take the umbrella, don't get wet."
Xia Li looked at the umbrella handed to him by the man, and his eyes fell on the back of the bony hands holding the umbrella handle.
The man's hands are slender and clean, with clear joints, and the veins on the back of his hands are slightly exposed because of the action of holding the umbrella.
There was a little hesitation on Xia Li's face:
"Then sir, you..."
Xie Yin nodded slightly to the driver holding an umbrella in front of him and said, "Don't worry about me."
The low male voice filled her ears along with the sound of rain hitting the bluestone steps.
Xia Li didn't refuse anymore: "Thank you."
She reached out and took the umbrella from the man's hand, and her slightly cool fingertips inadvertently touched the warm back of the man's hand.
Xia Li's face heated up uncontrollably.
Seeing this, the driver hurriedly walked to the man's side holding an umbrella. The man's mouth slightly raised a slight arc and said to Xia Li:
"Goodbye."
Xia Li watched the man step into the rain curtain. When he was about to get in the car, she called out to the man.
"gentlemen."
Xie Yin stopped and the driver raised the umbrella brim slightly.
He turned around and looked at Xia Li, who was still standing under the eaves with an umbrella.
The two of them looked at each other through the rain curtain.
Along with the continuous sound of rain, Xie Yin heard the girl's light and sweet voice reaching his ears:
"Can you tell me your last name?"
The man stared at her, his voice cold and soft, like a clear sky after rain.
"The surname is Xie, and the single character is Yin."
Xie Yin?
Xia Li watched the black Maybach in front of him slowly go away. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and opened the taxi app until he could no longer see it.
I had heard Xie Yin's name from Xia Youming before. It was said that he was a powerful man in Hong Kong City who could only cover the sky with one hand.
I heard that Xie Yin is taciturn, distant and mysterious, and has never been a womanizer. There has not been any scandal since he took charge of the group.
But that Mr. Xie just now...
Xia Li shook his head, maybe he was overthinking it.
How can there be so many coincidences in the world?
Inside a black Maybach.
The sharp-eyed driver saw Xie Yin's shoulder that was soaked by the rain and quickly turned on the heater in the car.
The rain fell on the car window glass and slowly slid down.
"Sir, are you going back to Tan Palace or the company?"
"Go back to Tan Palace."
As soon as the black Maybach drove down the mountain, Xie Yin's cell phone rang.
Qizhou's voice rang from the phone:
"Brother Yin, I just saw the news that Xie Beixiao has returned to China."
The man holding the mobile phone had a calm expression on his face, gently rubbed the beads with his fingertips, and said in an indifferent voice:
"It's time for him to come back."
If you don't come back to seize power with him, I'm afraid there will never be another chance in the future.
Xie Beixiao has been living freely abroad for these years. Returning to China at this time is nothing more than discovering that the power in Xie Yin's hands makes him feel crisis.
Xie Yin didn't think that Xie Beixiao, who was used to living freely abroad, would pose much of a threat to him.
"Aren't you worried?"
Xie Yin's Adam's apple let out a mocking sound that seemed to be indifferent: "What are you worried about?"
His eyes glanced out the window, watching the car drive quickly through the woods, his tone was calm and cold.
"Insignificant people cannot have much impact."
"It's always better to be careful."
Xie Yin fiddled with the string of Buddhist beads in his hand and said calmly:
"I know."
The desolate cool wind outside the car window blew the shadows of the trees, and continuous raindrops fell on the glass.
Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and the clouds seemed to be getting lower and lower.
The man in the car just sat with his knees crossed from beginning to end, lazily leaning on the back of the chair, slowly playing with the beads in his hand.
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Xia Li spent the whole afternoon collecting scenery in the city, and the photo album on his mobile phone also stored a lot of local scenery.
When passing by a shopping mall, she suddenly remembered the things Chu Shishi asked her to buy for her.
Xia Li walked into the store and after buying the items according to the list Chu Shishi sent her, she stopped at the door of a store.
She lowered her head and glanced at the long-handled black umbrella covered in a waterproof bag in her hand. The umbrella's workmanship looked not cheap.
Although Xia Li didn't know whether she would meet Mr. Xie again, she still felt the need to buy him a gift to express her gratitude.
Xia Li went into the store and searched for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable gift.
After much thought, she still felt that it would be more appropriate to give a watch.
After buying the gifts, Xia Li took a taxi back to the private room.
When we returned to the private room, the rain outside had eased a little.
Xia Li pushed open the glass door of the private room, and the wind chime hanging on the door handle made a crisp and sweet sound as she pushed the door open.
Qizhou, who happened to be studying bartending at the front desk, turned his head and looked at Xia Li who walked in from outside.
Qizhou recognized the girl he met in the cafe last night at a glance, so he greeted her enthusiastically:
"Girl, are you coming to Hong Kong City alone?"
Xia Li closed the umbrella in his hand, turned around and closed the door behind him.
She nodded, took the waterproof bag placed by the door, put it on her umbrella, and walked to the bar.
Qizhou naturally talked to her: "How long do you plan to stay here?" (How long do you plan to stay here?)
"A week."
She put the umbrella in her hand on the table and put the gift box she bought specially next to the umbrella.
The soft voice spoke broken Cantonese:
"It's not your turn..."
(Trouble you)
The next words stuck in Xia Li's mouth, and her mind was thinking frantically about how to say those words in Cantonese.
Qizhou recognized the umbrella Xia Li placed on the table at a glance. He smiled and said in Mandarin:
"You don't have to force yourself to speak Hong Kong, we understand Mandarin."
Xia Li smiled sheepishly and pointed to the umbrella and gift box on the table:
"Please help me transfer these two things to Mr. Xie."
She didn't know if she would meet Xie Yin again, so she simply left them at the front desk.
If her guess is correct, the B&B owner in front of her should know Mr. Xie.
"Mr. Xie?"
Qi Du deliberately pretended to be confused: "Which Mr. Xie?"
"Just..." Xia Li blinked, "Just the gentleman who came to the coffee shop with you last night."
"Oh, him."
Qi Du smiled and nodded: "I know, I will help you return it to him when he comes next time."
Xia Li raised a polite smile: "Sorry to trouble you."
Qizhou put the two things she put on the bar into the cabinet under the bar:
"You are welcome."
...
Xia Li returned to the room and just put down the shopping bag in his hand when Su Jing called.
"Li Li, is everything going well in Hong Kong City?"
Xia Li tilted his head and clamped the phone between his shoulder and face, squatting down to sort out the contents of the shopping bag.
She took out the things she bought for Chu Shishi and put them aside while replying: "It went very well."
"As long as everything goes well. Oh, by the way, Li Li, when will you come back?" Su Jing asked on the phone.
"Next week, I've booked a flight for next Sunday."
Su Jing said: "Li Li, your mother and father already know about you and Qidu getting the certificate, and Qidu's parents also know about it."
Xia Li paused, then raised her hand to hold the phone in her hand, stood up and walked to the window.
The rain outside suddenly started to rain again.
Lightning struck directly through the clouds to the sea not far away, and then a muffled thunder sounded across the sky, and huge raindrops hit the windows heavily.
Su Jing's voice was still slowly reaching her ears: "The Qi family wants to come and apologize."
Xia Li lowered his eyes: "Mom, what about my engagement with him..."
Su Jing on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds: "We will discuss the engagement when you come back."
"good."
After hanging up the phone with Su Jing, Xia Li sat down on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
She lowered her eyes and stared blankly at the screen of her phone, which was about to go out, and her mind was in chaos.
She clearly knew that the marriage contract with the Qi family was the only way to get out of the Xia family's current predicament, and it was also the only way she could help the Xia family.
But she knew what Su Jing's silence just now meant.
Xia Li turned to look out the window at the non-stop rain and the dark clouds pressing down from the sea.
If Qidu is unwilling to fulfill the engagement left by Mr. Qi during his lifetime, will the Xia family really go bankrupt...
