But now it seems that she was wrong.
The Liu family, like the Cheng family, is rotten to the core.
Such virtues as father, son, filial piety, brother, friend, and brother respectful do not exist in their dictionary at all. Power, money, and desire are synonymous with these two families.
Ruan Qi looked at the delicacies on the table and suddenly felt that mentioning the Liu family in front of so many delicacies was a bit off-putting.
"Whatever happens to the Liu family is their own creation. After my grandmother passed away, we have nothing to do with the Liu family. My parents don't care who they marry, whether they are dead or alive. Grandpa Xi, we won't say That’s it, let’s eat.”
Mr. Xi knew that Ruan Qi didn't like to mention the Liu family, so he changed the subject and talked about something else.
After everyone had finished their dinner, the setting sun outside the window had gradually reached the other side of Xiling.
The sky was dark, and the lights of the huge Xijia Manor came on one after another. The heritage and luxury of the ancient family gradually appeared in the night.
Ruan Qi walked around in the main building for a while. When she was almost done eating, Duan Wei came over and took her upstairs.
"Knowing that you're staying over tonight, I cleaned the second bedroom next to Lao Jiu. If you see what you don't like, I'll have it changed."
Duan Wei said, slowly pushing open the door of the second bedroom.
Suddenly, the overwhelming pink and blue colors of macarons rushed towards him, making Ruan Qi dizzy.
she:"???"
Is she in the wrong place?
Could it be that this is not the Xi family mansion, but Disneyland?
Ruan Qi looked confused and stood at the door of the second bedroom for a long time without daring to go in.
Seeing that she was not moving, Duan Wei thought she was embarrassed, so she turned around and walked over, took her hand and led her into the room.
Ruan Qi: "..."
The crescent white princess bed, the light purple curtain bed tent, the furniture were all replaced with pearl white European palace style, the walls were pasted with powder blue wallpaper, and even the curtains were newly replaced, with ruffled lace pleated princess pink , the style is girly and fresh.
In addition, Duan Wei may have added several dolls to the bed because she was afraid that she would be lonely sleeping alone.
The dolls are all in princess style, with a main color of pink and blue, and two little rabbits are wearing pink lace skirts.
Ruan Qi: "..."
Ruan Qi didn't know what to say for a while.
Although she also has a girlish heart, she has never lived in such a pink room. Looking at the bed full of dolls, she suddenly had the illusion that she was not twenty years old, but two years old.
"Aunt..." Ruan Qi opened her mouth. The room was so shocking that she didn't know how to speak for a moment.
Duan Wei's faint voice sounded in her ears: "I don't have a daughter, so I don't know what kind of decoration style little girls like. Your uncle said that little girls like pink, so I tried to prepare it. What do you think? What if? If you don’t like it, you can change it again. I also prepared a set of blue ones.”
Ruan Qi was startled when he heard this and turned to look at Duan Wei.
Duan Wei's expression was as indifferent as ever, but there was a hint of concern and expectation hidden in those cold phoenix eyes.
Ruan Qi looked at her, and her heart suddenly softened into a puddle of honey, and the whole ball fell onto the soft marshmallow.
Soft and sweet.
Just as sweet as her future mother-in-law.
Ruan Qi's peach blossom eyes slowly overflowed with a smile.
She grabbed Duan Wei's hand and shook it coquettishly. Her voice was sweet and soft: "Thank you, auntie, I really like this room! I have wanted a princess bed since I was a child, and you helped me realize it today~"
Duan Wei is over 1.7 meters tall, and Ruan Qi is half a head shorter than her. The little girl held her hand and looked up at her with bright eyes. The joy and admiration in her eyes seemed to be really looking at her mother.
Duan Wei's indifferent eyes were filled with warmth.
She raised her hand and rubbed the little girl's head a few times: "As long as you like it. If there's anything you're not used to, just tell me. This is your home, no restrictions."
Ruan Qi nodded her little head obediently.
At this time, footsteps were heard outside the room.
Ruan Qi and Duan Wei turned their heads at the same time and saw Xi Jiu, who had changed into black home clothes, walking in with a plate of fruit.
It was also the first time for Xi Jiu to see what the second bedroom looked like after being dressed up.
He stepped into the door and looked at the young girl rushing towards him, his steady steps suddenly stopped.
He paused on the spot for half a second, and when he raised his feet again, the sound of his footsteps became slightly heavier.
Xi Jiu: "This room..."
"This room is very beautiful. My aunt helped me decorate it!" Ruan Qi quickly interrupted him and turned around to give him a wink, "Jiujiu, do you think it looks good?"
Xi Jiu looked at the little girl whose eyes were about to pop out. She was silent for a moment and nodded without conscience.
"Good-looking." Suitable for little girls under ten years old.
Seeing his cooperation, Ruan Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Duan Wei and smiled sweetly: "Auntie, you see, even Jiujiu likes this room. It's really beautiful!"
A smile flashed in Duan Wei's eyes.
She pinched Ruan Qi's soft and tender cheeks, then turned to Xi Jiu and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Send fruit." Xi Jiu pointed to the fruit plate in his hand.
Duan Wei nodded slightly: "Xiao Qi is going to check up on your dad in a while. Don't make trouble for her. Let her rest in the room for a while. Put down the fruit plate and come with me."
Xi Jiu knew that he couldn't do anything under the eyes of his elders, so he put down the fruit plate obediently, rubbed the little girl's head, and left with Duan Wei.
The door to the second bedroom closed slowly.
Duan Wei turned to look at Xi Jiu and said, "Follow me to the terrace."
Xi Jiu didn't know why and followed her to the terrace at the end of the corridor.
Duan Wei carefully closed the terrace door and made sure no one would eavesdrop, then she lowered her voice and said to him: "Xiao Qi dug out that sketchbook in the drawer of your bookshelf this afternoon. Why are you so careless? Do you know how to lock the drawer?"
Xi Jiu's expression changed slightly.
"Did she see the painting inside?"
"I don't know." Duan Wei shook her head. "She had already opened the book when I entered the room. I asked her how her painting was, and she said she had just opened it and hadn't had time to read it yet. But I always felt unsure. .What’s on the first page of your sketchbook?”
Xi Jiu said hoarsely: "It was Xiao Qi ten years ago, the scene when we first met in the fishing village."
When Duan Wei heard this, her eyebrows furrowed tightly.
"You shouldn't put such dangerous things in the bedroom. If you have to put it, at least it should be equipped with a lock. Fortunately, I went in time today. Otherwise, if Xiaoqi had read all the sketches, I'd like to see how you explain it. !”
Xi Jiu was also a little scared.
He had actually considered putting the sketchbook in a safe and locking it up before. But that notebook was too important to him. When he and Ruan Qi didn't meet again, the paintings in the sketchbook were the medicine that kept him going. He couldn't sleep without it on his pillow.
Later, he and Ruan Qi got together, and the number of times he opened the sketchbook quickly decreased.
But Ruan Qi has always had a time bomb in her heart, and Xi Jiu's heart has been hanging on for her. He worries too much and is always woken up by nightmares when he goes to bed at night.
After waking up, Xi Jiu couldn't call Ruan Qi, so she could only turn out the sketchbook again and read page by page to make herself feel at ease.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Mr. Xi woke up from a nightmare: He couldn't sleep, thinking about his wife while holding his sketchbook, feeling aggrieved.
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The update is complete, I want that red ticket, I hope you don’t appreciate it. 【akimbo】
