The dinner was enjoyable and full of laughter.
Originally, Xie Jinhuan had prepared a bottle of collectible red wine, but Mrs. Xie kept letting Tang Qiaoer drink fruit juice, so the eldest lady drank orange juice, grape juice, pineapple juice all night... and she could grow an orchard in her belly. .
After the meal, Zhou Ma took Mrs. Xie to play, also to create an opportunity for the young master and his sweetheart to be alone.
Xie Jinhuan took Tang Qiaoer to visit his villa, and also took her to appreciate his collection of antique calligraphy and paintings, such as Tang Yin's "Picture of Peony" in the Ming Dynasty, "Picture of Garden with Snow" in the Song Dynasty, the heart-turning vase of the Qing Dynasty royal family... ...
All these treasures can fetch staggeringly high prices when put at auction!
Tang Qiaoer stood in front of the desk, admiring the ancient paintings with a magnifying glass, her apricot eyes sparkling, and her love was beyond words.
"Do you like it? If you like it, I'll pack it and you can take it away." Xie Jinhuan supported the bedside with his long arms and turned his head to look at her with a smile.
She admires paintings.
He admires her.
"Pack it up? You must know that the price of the things you have here is at least seven digits, and they are all authentic. Emperors in ancient times were probably reluctant to give them to others, but you actually want me to pack them all up and take them away?"
Tang Qiao'er straightened up, looked at Xie Dafang through the magnifying glass mischievously, and blinked, "Are you an antique collector or a tinkerer with antiques?
If you are really a lover, you should be like my old man Wan. He will be jealous of anyone who touches him, let alone anyone else. "
Xie Jinhuan curled his lips and smiled, his voice was soft and charming, "I am only generous to two people, one is you and the other is Uncle Tang."
Tang Qiaoer's heart shrank and she pursed her red lips.
Fourth Young Master Xie and the dog man are completely at opposite ends of the spectrum. One is a man who spews obscene words like crazy, while the other is hard to hear any good words from his mouth even with a gun pressed against his head.
"Lao Wan is a very greedy person. If he knows that you have something good in your hands, and if he sees that you are so generous, he won't give up until he strips you of all your wool."
"Uncle Tang likes it, just take it. I, Xie Jinhuan, have no merits. These are the only things that can catch Uncle Tang's eyes, so I won't begrudge them." Xie Jinhuan's tone couldn't be more sincere.
"What about you? Is there anything you want? Apart from sharing a piece of the Xie family's pie." Tang Qiaoer asked thoughtfully.
Xie Jinhuan's eyebrows were filled with emotion, and he softly said one word in his heart: "You."
"It's snowing, Qiaoqiao." But what he said was another sentence.
"Really?!"
Tang Qiaoer's face turned bright, her beautiful eyes filled with excited light, shining like stars.
She liked snowy days very much. When she was very young, her mother would hold her in the backyard and enjoy the snow, holding her little hand and paddling on the ice.
"Let's go enjoy the snow."
Xie Jinhuan took Tang Qiaoer to the balcony. As soon as she opened the door, she was deeply attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of her.
The snow is flying all over the sky, like tearing cotton wadding, flying one after another.
"It's so beautiful!" Tang Qiaoer looked up at the night sky and sighed excitedly.
Xie Jinhuan, who was standing behind her, hurriedly took off his suit and put it on her shoulders, wrapping it tightly. His voice was so gentle that he said, "Although the snow scene is beautiful, it won't be good if you catch a cold."
Tang Qiaoer suddenly felt that the chill in her body was dissipated by the body heat of the bad man in the suit.
She turned her face sideways and met Xie Jinhuan's hot gaze.
Tang Qiaoer: "You..."
The man's heartbeat became stronger and his breathing became faster.
"Your glasses are frosted, can you still see the snow?" Tang Qiaoer asked seriously.
Xie Jinhuan was startled for a moment, then smiled slightly, his eyes not hiding the deep affection for her at all.
Qiaoqiao, do you know?
There is a saying in Mori Country: If you want to marry her, just watch the first snow with her.
Tang Qiaoer's eyes were full of joy, and she didn't care that her pretty face was red from the cold. She raised her hand to catch the snowflakes.
Xie Jinhuan's eyes darkened, and he had the urge to catch this little hand and never let go.
At this time, the cell phone rang at an inappropriate time.
Tang Qiaoer glanced at the screen and her expression changed slightly.
