Leng Shaodu loves the genuine daughter

The moment Xu Qijun opened his mouth, An Xia's mind went blank. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Xu Qijun, then squinted at the bride beside her who had just changed into a cheongsam.

Xu Qiyan! !The name is obviously... Aren't they the newly married couple, Xu Qijun?Xu Qiyan?Is it clearly the name of a brother or sister?
However, Xu Qiyan, who was wearing a cheongsam, somehow understood why An Xia had such a reaction, so she naturally walked up to her brother Xu Qijun, winked at him, and spoke Russian to him mischievously.

"Dear brother, your Miss An Xia regards me as your bride, no wonder she dislikes you, so you didn't tell her that this cheongsam was ordered for my twin sister?" After finishing speaking, she looked at her seriously. Looking at the reactions of the two people, one was suddenly enlightened, and the other was dumbfounded as if he hadn't figured out the situation in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Xu Qijun, who had a bright mind, would forget this relatively important thing, and suddenly understood why the proprietress treated him so differently before and after, she must have thought that he was trying to get in touch with An Xia, but at the same time came to order a cheongsam for his new wife , playing with two women so openly, no wonder it makes people feel disgusted.

"You actually know why you didn't explain to An Xia?" Xu Qijun asked in Russian.

An Xia obviously didn't want to be independent again, so she also said: "If you feel that the two of you have any disagreements, you can go back and discuss it. Please tell me directly if you are satisfied. If you are not satisfied with the effect of the clothes, I can completely modify them again. I don’t know Russian, but it doesn’t mean I can tolerate the way you treat people.”

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point. An Xia didn't like to deal with Xu Qijun in the first place, especially after seeing his shocking resemblance to Lu Yan just now, she became more and more irritable, imagining whether Lu Yan would also finish it At that year's wedding, whether she and An Zhiruo were married or not?

"Woohoo... My brother seems to be mad at Miss An Xia. You can explain it yourself, I don't want to get involved!" She still said with her lips, then she showed a meaningful smile at An Xia, and walked into the room alone. Went to the locker room to change a pair.

Xu Qijun was a little surprised that An Xia would be so angry. It seemed that those dissatisfied emotions had been suppressed for too long, so after the one-off outbreak just now, did he actually make this woman so disgusted?

"Are you angry? An Xia..." He asked without raising his head, "I apologize for my negligence, okay, she is my sister Xu Qiyan, we are twins, I am 37 seconds ahead of her Come out of mother's womb."

It is obvious that Xu Qijun, a relatively gentlemanly man, gave me the best opportunity to apologize. An Xia lost control of her emotions for a while, but she quickly calmed down. Her reaction just now was indeed a bit extreme, but there was nothing she could do. After meeting Xu Qijun, I always think of Lu Yan from time to time, his back view, his voice, even when I saw Xu Qijun's half-down eyes just now, I feel even more uncontrollable distress.

It was originally her choice, and escaping has always been her way of dealing with love. She chose to leave the wedding five years ago. Now that five years have passed, what position does she have to miss Lu Yan, or even hate Lu Yan? Appear?Regarding everything in front of her, she is powerless to change anything, Xu Qijun is just somewhat similar to Lu Yan, why bother to confront him everywhere because of this reason?
So she simply let go of her original state of mind and apologized to Xu Qijun.

"I really didn't know you were brothers and sisters, but I also apologize to you. I lost my composure just now. Please forgive me. I'm sorry!"

An Xia turned her eyes away from Xu Qijun and looked at the white snow flying outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. Since last night, this snow has swept across the whole town again, wrapping the original unique scenery with a snow-white veil.

Xu Qijun is not a rude person, so he said directly that it's okay, but his voice was unusually cold. After all, he couldn't tell that An Xia's reaction just now was indeed a bit extreme, but even an apology should be relatively sincere. But the appearance just now was obviously perfunctory, which made it difficult for him to accept.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of opening the door sounded amicably. Xu Qiyan, who had already changed out of her cheongsam, was wearing a pullover knitted sweater, her lower body was a pair of dark blue pencil pants, and a camel coat was casually draped over her arms.

"Miss An Xia, I think there is one thing that needs to be modified about the design of the cheongsam, because it is a cheongsam with a single slit. I like this design very much. However, the position of the slit is a bit too conservative. I think my husband will like it." Seeing my slender legs, I hope you can drive a centimeter higher."

With such a specific request, An Xia repeatedly nodded and agreed.

"Then if there is no other place that needs it, then I will modify it today. If Ms. Xu has time tomorrow, I can make an appointment to deliver the cheongsam to you. Because I have resigned from this club, I can't always Trouble, this design studio will soon have a new designer move over, so..."

An Xia patiently explained, hoping that the other party could understand.

"No problem, I gave my brother your mobile phone number, because I have to be busy with wedding-related matters, I asked him to pick it up for me, and the receipt from the club confirmed that I will get the clothes as soon as my brother It will be confirmed in due time, please rest assured."

After such an agreement was made, Xu Qijun took his sister's arm and took her coat in his hand and put it on her: "Then let's prepare to go back."

He glanced at An Xia almost cautiously, then immediately took it back, and left the design room with Xu Qiyan one after the other.

After walking a certain distance and not seeing An Xia's followers come out, Xu Qiyan whispered in a low voice: "Thank you so much, if I didn't come out in time, I was afraid that you would lose your temper, but you rarely To be ridiculed like that."

"It's not because of you!" Xu Qijun said in a deep voice, and added: "If I didn't customize clothes for you, I wouldn't come to this place."

Now Xu Qiyan was not happy, she didn't have a mandatory request back then, and he still relied on her even though he was being so courteous, so she suddenly stared at Xu Qijun with wide eyes.

"Don't think I don't know. You obviously came to this remote town because you were courting me to help your senior sister from Tsinghua University. You think I really don't know! Xu Qijun, don't forget that I am your sister, Turning your elbows out, be careful I won’t help you.”

Xu Qiyan went out alone in a fit of anger, ignored the lady boss who greeted her, opened the car door directly, started the engine and drove away immediately, ignoring the brother who was abandoned in the clubhouse.

"What... what's the situation?" The puzzled proprietress turned around and asked Xu Qijun, seeing the obvious displeasure on his face, so she stopped asking, guessing that it might be a conflict with the bride.

When I was embarrassed, I saw An Xia who was getting closer, so I immediately said, "An Xia, what is the situation? Why did the bride leave her husband and drive away alone? It's because she is not satisfied with us. Designed clothes?"

The lady boss's question obviously made An Xia want to laugh. It turned out that the lady boss didn't know, but she suddenly realized why Xu Qiyan left her brother and left alone?
"Boss, you misunderstood. The bride is Mr. Xu Qijun's younger sister. They are twins. This dress is a wedding gift from Mr. Xu Qijun to his sister Xu Qiyan."

"Oh...that's it, that monster looks a bit similar at first glance, but why is she..."

Zhengshou suddenly realized that the following question was a bit inappropriate, so he coughed and changed his words, "Then An Xia, you can accompany Mr. Xu Qijun for a stroll first, I'll go to work first, and you can call directly if you have anything to do."

Now, throwing all the questions to An Xia, it's obviously embarrassing for her.

"You don't have to feel embarrassed. If you don't mind, you can accompany me to the bus station. I'll take the bus back by myself."

With a comforting tone, Xu Qijun looked at the lake-blue handbag in An Xia's hand, and said again: "My sister should have given this to you. Let's clear things up now." With that said, he took out a few pieces of change from his pocket and handed them to An Xia.

"These are excluding the dry cleaning fee and the cost of the Lotto backpack. I like to calculate the extra cost. For professional reasons, please forgive me."

An Xia took the change with a smile, but when she closed her hand, she touched his relatively large palm. It was so cold that it even made An Xia tremble a little, so she couldn't help asking: "Did you have a conflict with your sister?"

But as soon as the words were spoken, he immediately felt a little inappropriate, after all, this was a matter between their brothers and sisters.

"That's right... Her temper is like this. She's spoiled. I'm really worried that the man who will accompany her after marriage won't be able to bear her sister's trickery. I can't help but feel worried. After all, I only have such a relative."

I never thought that Xu Qijun would answer, and even talk about their life experience to a stranger like her, and he couldn't help but glance at the person beside him, but he just put his hands back into his pockets with a blank expression, his expression was a little uncomfortable. Yue, it seems that this happened because of thinking about the past. The flying snowflakes fell on his black eyebrows, which was very conspicuous. On the contrary, it even more set off Xu Qijun's loss and sentimentality. At this moment, An Xia was a little bit In a daze, I felt Lu Yan again...

"I spend too much, don't I?" Sensing An Xia's expression, Xu Qijun thought it was because of what she said just now, so he said softly.

"No... You're thinking too much!!" An Xia looked away and replied slowly.