Chapter 28
It wasn't until Su Qianyan got in the car that Liang Xinyi looked into her eyes through the rear mirror and said, "Sit in front. [Read the latest chapter]"
Su Qianyan wished she could follow Teacher Xiao right now. She was angering a lion. She was no longer furious, but was secretly brewing a volcanic eruption. So much so that his eyes and tone were forbearing, with a strong undercurrent building up.
Su Qianyan sat next to her, feeling on pins and needles.
Liang Xinyi started the car and drove away like an arrow! Su Qianyan's little heart almost burst out of her chest, and she felt that the lights and feasting around her were passing by like a kaleidoscope. Liang Xinyi's car is a very good Maserati, especially this Maserati GTS which has been modified and is faster. Su Qianyan had no choice but to hold the upper handle, cling to the back of the chair, close her eyes and endure the shaking of her internal organs.
I don’t know how long it took, but Liang Xinyi finally slowed down and stopped at an intersection.
"Get off." Liang Xinyi clutched the steering wheel, trying her best to control her emotions and only uttered two words.
Su Qianyan held back the urge to vomit, glanced at her faintly, pulled down the safety belt and got out of the car. Stepping softly on the ground, I felt my stomach churning continuously, and I hurriedly hugged the trash can next to me and started vomiting.
Liang Xinyi's stern lips finally burst into a smile and she snorted coldly. Su Qianyan returned to her seat, looking embarrassed. When she looked at Mr. Liang next to her, his anger and irritability had subsided, and he had returned to his charming demeanor.
Su Qianyan's heart began to throb unsatisfactorily again. But when she thought about it, she could still escape in anger, and she was willing to throw up her stomach.
Liang Xinyi happily continued on the road with the pleasure of succeeding. The moment she slid into the street, she glanced sideways and saw Su Qianyan's eyelashes fluttering slightly, and colorful neon lights scattered around her, like a fairy in distress.
Sighing, Liang Xinyi turned the car and drove towards the Liang family's old house.
The old residence of the Liang family.
The Liang Family Old House is different from ordinary old houses. It is a century-old house classified as a protected building by the government. It was destroyed by a fire. Although it has been renovated now, it still retains the rich historical flavor. But the fire many years ago caused Liang Xinyi to lose her friends, so she was inevitably moved by the scene and seldom came to stay.
The Liang family's old house is located in the deepest part of a deep alley, classic and impressive. The whole building is noble and elegant, with relief carvings, screen walls, screen doors, steps... all exquisite. It exudes a strong historical atmosphere. The courtyard is spacious and comfortable, with verandas connecting each other. Doors on all sides open to the courtyard. Stepping into the courtyard, there are many flowers, plants and trees planted, including several large poplars standing proudly, grape trellises and jujube trees with red flowers and green buds, so lush. There is also a pool with stacked rocks and views.
Entering the main room, the entrance to the living room is a meticulously crafted Chinese-style porch, beautifully carved old furniture, curtains, and blue bricks and green tiles, all of which are magnificent, steady and dignified.
Su Qianyan watched intently, and Liang Xinyi didn't bother her. She asked her aunt to bring her a glass of water. He put it in front of her and said, "Drink." After that, he went upstairs to take a shower.
Su Qianyan drank water, looked at this elegant scenery, coupled with the hard work and twists and turns of the talent, and fell asleep in a trance. When she opened her eyes again, she found Mr. Liang sitting opposite her, holding a magazine and reading it.
This was the first time she saw Mr. Liang without makeup. She has a ponytail, a fair forehead, and beautiful facial features. The lips are light pink, plump and pure, like ink blue and white flowers, instantly youthful.
Su Qianyan looked at it in a daze, and she didn't know how long she had been watching. Until Liang Xinyi raised her eyes and met hers. The moment Su Qianyan's eyes collided, he could clearly feel the other person's tenderness, and all the frustration and arrogance seemed to have reached the critical point and dissipated in vain. But he still said with a cold face: "Go and sleep up there."
Su Qianyan was excited when she found a blanket wrapped around her body, but then she thought that it was probably her own fault, and the maid should have put it on her.
"I, I have to go back to feed Xiaochai." Su Qianyan committed a common problem among women. Although she said this rationally, she was actually thinking that the other party could keep me.
Liang Xinyi had always been used to it, and she was in a bad mood today. Even though her anger was almost gone, she still felt unspeakably irritable towards Su Qianyan. "Okay, I'll ask the driver to take you back." After saying that, he stood up, holding the magazine and preparing to go back to the bedroom. Just then, there was lightning and thunder outside the window, and soon it started pouring rain. The wind and rain were blowing and it was quite quiet.
Liang Xinyi turned around and saw Su Qianyan frowning with a troubled expression, so she said, "Are you still leaving?"
Su Qianyan had no choice but to shake her head.
Liang Xinyi turned around and went up the stairs, her face softened a lot.
Su Qianyan was arranged to sleep in the guest room. The servant aunt came in to bring her dinner and said with a smile: "This house is finally a little lively. I feel sick from being bored all day long."
Su Qianyan wondered: "Don't Mr. Liang live here?"
"Oh, I don't come back often. The house was burned by fire, and then the eldest lady stopped coming to live there. When the eldest lady didn't come back, the second lady kept running away. Gradually, there was no one there. Alas, the eldest lady still misses me. Where is that poor girl Qiya..." As he spoke, his mood became sad.
Seeing that her aunt was easy to talk to, Su Qianyan wanted to find out more, so she asked, "Who is Qiya?"
"She is an orphan adopted by the eldest lady since she was a child. She has a bad brain and was always bullied in the orphanage, so she took her to serve the eldest lady. She is very loyal to the eldest lady." The servant aunt has an Anhui accent, and she must not have much in common. When people chat with her, the flavor of her hometown dialect is stronger.
"Then...how did she get burned..." Su Qianyan asked, without saying the word "death".
The aunt's expression changed and she hesitated: "When there was a fire... I didn't escape. Oops, I have to deliver supper to the eldest lady. If you don't sleep well, ring the bell on the bed and I will come over." After saying that, he closed the door and left as if to run away.
Su Qianyan was not very curious at first, but when it came to her sweetheart, she was more cautious. I wonder if I should ask about this Qiya and how she died? Why did Mr. Liang not come to live in the Liang family's old house because of her?
Today's thunderstorm night was surprisingly long and getting more intense. At about eleven o'clock, the power in Liang's house suddenly went out. Auntie and several other servants were walking around downstairs, talking about where the fuse was burned out.
Su Qianyan happened to be unable to sleep, so she put on her clothes and went out. When passing by Mr. Liang's room, he suddenly heard the sound of a water glass falling to the ground. She was stunned and stopped in a hurry. She wanted to leave but was a little worried. She planned to knock on the door gently, but it was ajar...
Opening the door quietly, you will see an imposing large bed, which fits Liang Xinyi's personality very well.
The cup of Goodbye was spilled on the ground, splashing water all over the floor, looking like blood stains on the red wooden floor. Su Qianyan was shocked, but she couldn't see anyone on the bed.
She came in quietly and closed the door. After searching around the bedroom, I found some slight movement in the bathroom. After hesitating, I mustered up the courage to peek through the crack in the door.
At this moment, the bathroom door was opened - her long hair was wet with sweat and slightly curled, and her face was so fragile that it was almost charming. A candlelight behind her flickered on her almost transparent beauty, with her snow-skinned neck trimmed, it was none other than Liang Xinyi who had been haunted by a nightmare.
And she is used to sleeping naked. Crystal white body, sexy and charming...
Dull thunder rolled across the sky.
Su Qianyan felt suffocated, all the blood rushed to her head, and she swallowed, her throat feeling sweet. She was so frightened that she quickly covered her nose and mouth, turned around and ran towards the door - before she reached the door, she was caught by Liang Xinyi, and her back was pressed into her naked arms...
Su Qianyan seemed to hear that her little heart was about to beat out of her chest, and the woman behind her heard an angry voice: "My a** is scary? Did you get scared and run away?!"
Su Qianyan couldn't speak directly, so she covered her mouth and nose and shook her head. Seeing that she finally let go of him, she got out of her arms and ran to the door without hesitation.
