When the car drove to Linwan Villa, Shi Yan was still awake.
She curled up in the passenger seat, holding the seat belt with her white hands, and frowned slightly, as if she hadn't slept well.
Tan Yan parked the car and turned around to see this scene.
The woman's fluffy and soft waist-length curly hair hangs slightly on her undulating chest. Her porcelain white skin is exceptionally clear when illuminated by the warm sunlight. She closes her eyes, her thick long eyelashes tremble slightly, and her palm-sized face is lightly covered with makeup, but it still cannot be covered. The fatigue between the eyebrows.
She didn't seem to be well rested.
Tan Yan didn't know much about Shi Yan's current situation, but he could vaguely guess that she should be very busy on weekdays.
Thinking of this, Tan Yan's movements on his hands were a little lighter.
He took off his coat, covered Shi Yan, and then turned the heating to maximum.
Autumn in Beijing got cold early, and there was a desolate chill in the air outside. Tan Yan leaned on the seat and cast his eyes on the red maple leaves in the courtyard.
Time does fly by.
When he brought Tan Sile back from the hospital, he thought he would remain unmarried for the rest of his life.
Four years later, he was married.
It's just that this marriage was a bit hasty.
Tan Yan's eyes fell on Shi Yan's profile.
If he agreed because the other party was Shi Yan, what about her?
Will she regret it?
Tan Yan's eyes gradually deepened.
While thinking about it, Shi Yan had already woken up from her sleep.
The warm air made his cheeks feel a little warm. When Shi Yan opened his eyes, he could smell the refreshing fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose. The light citrus was mixed with the fragrance of tea. After a closer sniff, there was a bit more pure and cool mountain spring scent. Several fragrances were mixed together. The mixture is almost perfect.
Shi Yan looked at the extra coat on his body and felt a little better in his heart.
You can recognize people by smell, and getting the right fragrance is a plus.
Shi Yan was thinking wildly, and something Tan Yan said when he was at the Civil Affairs Bureau suddenly flashed in his mind.
The experience shouldn’t be bad, right?
As soon as Shi Yan's bold idea came up, he was killed by himself.
She must have some mental problem.
There is no emotion at all. Where did you think of it?
She despised herself in her heart for three seconds, and then rubbed her face roughly to drive away the sleepiness.
"Thanks for the coat."
Shi Yan tucked her broken hair behind her ears and handed over her nice coat.
"You're welcome."
Tan Yan took it, he lowered his eyes and looked at the black and blue under Shi Yan's eyes, and said softly: "Don't you need to rest for a while?"
Shi Yan blinked: "Does my condition look bad?"
Tan Yan looked at her much improved appearance and shook his head: "She is in good condition."
Shi Yan picked up the bag: "Isn't that right?"
She opened the door and got out of the car. As soon as she took one foot out, she remembered something important.
"Wait, it's my first time here. Wouldn't it be bad if I didn't bring a gift?"
Tan Yan laughed: "No, your coming is the best gift."
Shi Yan thoughtfully said: "Today is Saturday, Tan Sile should be at home, right?"
Tan Yan said thoughtfully: "She doesn't need gifts. She skipped class for a week, so it's good that I didn't put her in confinement."
"Skip class for a week?"
Shi Yan laughed out loud, "You're very courageous."
She has the same demeanor as she did back then.
Tan Yan was a little surprised by Shi Yan's reaction.
He thought the other party would have a headache.
Because in the strict sense, Tan Sile is not an obedient child.
Even a little rebellious.
"It's not that being quiet and obedient makes a good child, having a little personality isn't a bad thing either."
"It's normal for her age. I understand her motivation for skipping class and can give her some positive guidance."
Shi Yan winked at him mischievously, "Mr. Tan, don't you consider taking me in for a sit-down?"
Tan Yan was stunned for a moment, but Shi Yan had already closed the car door.
He came to his senses, got out of the car and took Shi Yan's bag.
Shi Yan was surprised by his naturalness.
After all, in her understanding, Tan Yan had been pampered since he was a child and had basically no experience in serving others.
Did he learn it from those two relationships?
But if he was so considerate, would his two exes break up with him?
Shi Yan was a little more curious.
She easily kept up with Tan Yan and walked side by side with him.
Forget it, let’s learn about it slowly.
*
In the Tan family villa, the scene was chaotic for a time.
"I told you, I won't have breakfast until dad comes back!"
"Don't practice piano either!"
"Dad didn't take me to his wedding! Besides, I don't even know that aunt!"
"If she domestically abuses me in the future, will you side with me or my aunt?"
In such a large villa, a little girl wearing a Lolita-colored Lolita dress sat in front of the piano and was helpless and furious.
She wore a small headband of the same color, and her fluffy and soft curly hair had a soft luster.
"Miss Sile, don't be angry. Let's have breakfast first. It's almost cold."
"You take a bite, and from now on we will stand on whichever side you tell us to stand on."
A dozen servants carrying various Chinese and Western breakfasts formed a circle in front of Tan Sile.
The maid at the front patiently and gently coaxed her, rolled up a bite of bacon and omelette and put it to her lips, but the little girl still didn't appreciate it and turned her head away angrily.
"You don't dare to answer directly, you are just fooling me!"
"Humph, I won't care about you anymore!"
Tan Sile jumped down from the piano bench and turned around to get out of the crowd.
The maid's face was full of worry, and she protected her with one hand: "Miss Sile, please slow down. What should I do if I fall?"
When Tan Sile heard this, although his face showed displeasure, his feet still stopped.
"If you say you're on my side, I'll take a bite."
When the maid saw her relenting, she quickly coaxed her in a soft voice: "I'm on your side."
"Miss Sile, ah~"
Tan Sile nodded with satisfaction. Just as he was about to speak, he was caught off guard and stuffed with a poached egg.
The aroma of fried eggs, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, mixed with the smoky flavor of a little bacon, blooms on the tip of the tongue.
The glutton in Tan Sile's stomach was aroused. She swallowed, her stomach growled, and her eyes looked at the bacon fried eggs with a little more longing.
"Humph, isn't it very delicious? If you say anything again, I will take another bite."
Tan Sile said nonsense, staring straight at the golden fried eggs on the plate.
The maid said very politely: "On your side, come and have another bite."
Tan Sile took a big bite and narrowed his bright eyes with satisfaction.
She hasn't had a bite since she got up to protest at 8:30.
I really can’t pretend anymore.
Why don't you protest after eating?
Tan Sile rolled his eyes in a circle, then pointed in the direction of the restaurant and spoke reluctantly: "You must be very tired after comforting me for so long."
"Put these delicious foods on the table and I'll eat them myself."
"Go and do your work."
Tan Sile put his hands on his hips.
The servants all smiled when they saw that their little ancestor finally stopped making trouble.
They carefully brought breakfast to the table, spread a matcha green tablecloth, poured hot milk, and then stepped aside to let Tan Sile eat.
Tan Sile hummed and climbed up on the chair, taking a mouthful of steamed siu mai, a mouthful of spaghetti bolognese, a mouthful of bacon, and a mouthful of milk. He was eating happily when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the door.
Immediately afterwards, Tan Sile saw Butler Qiu hurried to the door regardless of his usual elegant image, and shouted with joy and emotion: "Master, Miss Shi... No, Miss Shi, you are back~"
"I also told the old lady that you two were coming soon, and I saw them just as I came downstairs~"
"Come on, come on, young lady, please come over here."
Butler Qiu's flattering voice came from the hall.
Young lady?
Tan Sile became anxious and choked on a mouthful of bacon, which made her beat her chest.
She took a sip of milk and pressed it down. Just as she was about to run out, she heard Tan Yan's usual cold tone.
"Where's Sile?"
Tan Sile pricked up his ears and listened carefully.
"Miss Sile has just finished her protest and is having breakfast."
Tan Sile's little face instantly drooped.
Why does the housekeeper keep talking about everything?
She pouted dissatisfiedly and was about to retort when she heard a joking and pleasant female voice coming from outside.
"She's protesting...it's not me, is it?"
Sounds so familiar.
