This wealthy family is too rich for me

The servant led him through the living room and walked towards the back garden. Dongfang Yanhe looked at the place without any trace along the way. With a light sweep of his eyes, he had already seen the places he passed by, but he didn't seem to see anyone...

What about Jing Yiren?

"Is Mrs. Yue--Jing not here?" Dongfang Yanhe asked, almost revealing himself.

The servant didn't find it strange to hear him ask such a question, and replied: "Madam is probably upstairs, and I haven't seen Madam since breakfast."

His eyes moved, and he pretended to ask casually: "Is this huge manor usually only your young master and wife live in?"

"Yes, Mr. Cheng, only the two young masters and his wife live here, and the rest of the Jing family live in their own houses, and they only come here when they have something to do." This is something that many people know, so there is nothing to say Answered the concerns.

"Oh, why don't you see your young master?"

"The young master is at school and won't be back until the afternoon."

Dongfang Yanhe nodded and didn't ask any more questions. After walking for more than ten minutes, he suddenly saw a piece of well-maintained green, and he could still see a bit of brilliance in the green.

It's winter now, and the winter here is much colder and more humid than the winter in Haishi, and the temperature is lower. It's really rare to see blooming flowers in the garden at this time.

The servant led him to a glass room, "Mr. Cheng, the young master is in the greenhouse, you can just go in."

Dongfang Yanhe nodded, walked slowly into the greenhouse, raised his eyebrows just after entering, the greenhouse was very warm, it seemed that it was supplied by heating, tsk, no wonder.

Walking all the way in, Dongfang Yanhe soon saw Jing Yuanxi, who was standing with his back to him at the other end, and seemed to be holding something in his hand. When he heard footsteps, he turned around quickly and saw Dongfang Yanhe immediately wanted to put down the things in his hands, walked over, and stretched out his hand, "Welcome to your house as a guest."

Dongfang Yanhe also stretched out his hand, and the two of them shook hands for a while and then let go. Dongfang Yanhe glanced at the watering can he had just put down, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Mr. Jing to like to grow flowers. What a surprise."

Jing Yuanxi shook his head, walked back to where he was just now, pointed to a plant and asked, "Does Mr. Cheng know what this is?"

Dongfang Yanhe raised his eyebrows, and said frankly: "I'm not familiar with these, let alone understand, so I really can't recognize what it is."

"This is peony, a domestic peony flower. The climate here is actually not suitable for planting peony flowers. It is difficult to survive. Even if they survive, it will not bloom well..." Jing Yuanxi said.

The expressions between Dongfang Yan and his brows darkened, and he knew in his heart that Jing Yuanxi would definitely not say these things for no reason.

Sure enough, just as he was thinking this way, he heard him say: "But Yiren likes this kind of flower very much. Before I asked someone to take care of it, she spent a lot of thought and energy to support this peony flower." , and almost died later, she was so sad that she couldn't even eat well, and she couldn't sleep well. I was busy with company affairs at the time, and my energy was limited, and I couldn't find a suitable one for a while. The gardener, in the end, searched a lot of information and took a lot of effort to help her save the flowers. She was so precious that she almost moved the flowers back to her room to be with her day and night."

"I didn't quite understand her before. It's just a flower. When it dies, it dies. Just plant it again, or change it to a flower that is easier to maintain and more suitable for the climate here, but she will refuse. No matter how good other flowers are, they are not this kind of flowers. They are very stubborn. But now, I can probably understand the flower language of the peony flowers. What do you think, Mr. Cheng?"

Dongfang Yanhe's expression was cold, "Mr. Jing may as well speak up if he has something to say, it's not like Mr. Jing's style to beat around the bush."

He is not a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, so he doesn't know what flower language is not. He only knows that roses represent love, because probably all men in the world know it.He is not a gardener either, where would he have the leisure and ambition to think about these things.

Jing Yuanxi raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean by Mr. Cheng? Didn't I just say it straight? I didn't beat around the bush." ​​As he said that, his expression suddenly became cold, "You don't even care about the flowers she likes?" You don’t even want to listen more, and you still say you want to start over with her sincerely? Dongfang Yanhe, you don’t really want to start over with her, you’re just unwilling, resentful, and want to take revenge on her.”

"Why do you say that? How much do you know about the things between us? What qualifications do you have to make a conclusion?" Dongfang Yanhe's expression also turned cold. He was already upset since he came here, and then he heard Jing Yuanxi Having said that, he was already in a good temper to leave without turning around.

Don't think that he couldn't see that he did it on purpose, deliberately showing off how good his relationship with Yi Ren is in front of him!He and Yi Ren had been together for three years, and had been a couple for three years. No matter what, he was just Yi Ren's stepson!What are you talking about!
Dongfang Yanhe was quite sure that he didn't like the current situation, as if there were other men declaring his woman's sovereignty in front of him.

Yi Ren is his girlfriend, his woman, not Jing Yuanxi's!
Jing Yuanxi didn't feel annoyed at Dongfang Yanhe's words. On the contrary, he smiled, but his eyes were a little cold, "Why? Because I have been with Yi Ren day and night in the past few years, because we have gone through hardships and retreated together in the past few years. , support each other, I am the one who has been by her side and accompanied her through the most difficult days in the past few years! No matter what happened to you and her in the past, it is already a thing of the past, people always have to look forward Yes, if you keep looking back all the time, you will only fall down and break your blood!"

"As for the matter between you and Yiren, it doesn't really matter whether I know it or not, as I said just now, because it's all in the past, and I don't care that much."

Dongfang Yanhe's complexion sank, his expression was stern, and he stared at Jing Yuanxi coldly, "So? What are you trying to tell me by telling me this? You want to separate Yiren and me?"

Jing Yuanxi walked to the side in a leisurely manner and sat down, stretched out his hand gracefully, and invited Dongfang Yanhe, "Sit down, the visitor is a guest, let alone I invited you over, try our home The dim sum made by the chef. This is Chinese dim sum. The Chinese chef was specially hired to take care of Iraqi people. The dim sum made are very suitable for Yi Ren’s taste. She always likes it very much, so the chef hasn’t changed for several years.”

Dongfang Yanhe gritted his teeth involuntarily, and his eyes fell on the snacks on the table. They were exquisite in shape and fragrant, and looked very authentic.But Dongfang Yanhe still criticizes these things to nothing in his heart.It's just dim sum, what's the big deal, it looks like that, but who knows what it tastes like.

And these words are all said by him, who knows if Yi Ren likes them?Hmph, maybe that kid named Xiaoyu likes it!
Dongfang Yanhe didn't know that he was really wrong in such a random guess.

The chef Jing Yuanxi mentioned was not hired because of Jing Yiren at all, on the contrary, he was hired for Jing Tingyu.I don't know what's going on, Jing Tingyu is not very interested in Western-style pastries, but he is very fond of Chinese-style pastries. Jing Yiren has made fun of it more than once before, saying that it is because he has Chinese genes and blood in his body, so Some things are born.

In fact, people from Jing’s family in country Y have always liked to eat Chinese food, unlike people from other houses, who have moved abroad for a long time, and gradually their living habits are completely the same as those abroad, and some even look down on everything in China.He completely forgot where his ancestors were from.

Jing Yuanxi said these words on purpose to stimulate Dongfang Yanhe.If Jing Yiren was present, he would probably be very angry when he heard his words, questioning whether he wanted to solve the problem or create it.

Dongfang Yanhe was indeed stimulated, and he wasn't insensitive, but he was naturally aware that Jing Yuanxi was stimulating himself everywhere. Even if not all of what he said were true, most of them were true.Of course he didn't feel good listening to it, but what exactly did he want to do?
"So Mr. Jing asked me to meet today just to tell me about Yiren's life in Jing's family these past few years? Actually, there is no need for that. I can ask Yiren about this, and I believe she will explain it more clearly and in detail than you." Dongfang Yanhe remained expressionless.

Jing Yuanxi didn't speak, if he poured Dongfang Yanhe a cup of hot tea himself, "Mr. Cheng, let's have a sip of hot tea first. The weather here is better than Haishi. Winter is always cold and humid. Thinking about it all the way, I also felt a lot of cold air.”

Dongfang Yanhe was not polite to him either, and took a few sips of the hot tea after picking it up. He really felt much better after drinking the hot tea.

Jing Yuanxi was also drinking tea quietly, and neither of them made a sound for a while.

After a long time, Dongfang Yanhe couldn't bear it anymore, and asked: "Let's not waste time, let's open the skylight and talk brightly, Mr. Jing, what exactly do you want to do? I heard from Yi Ren that you have been persuading her to go Find your own happiness again, if this is the case, then you should have no reason to stop us."

Jing Yuanxi raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "I did say that I would let Yiren find her own happiness, but Mr. Cheng, ask yourself if you can give Yiren happiness? Your girlfriend in the capital has not dealt with it yet. Well, why do you have the nerve to tell Yiren happiness in front of me? I have never found Mr. Cheng to be such a shameless person. Mr. Cheng has secured the position of president after returning to Cheng's house for a few years. Face?"

Dongfang Yanhe felt that his hands were itching suddenly, he looked at the other party coldly, and wanted to smash his fist on his face which had become very annoying.

It started when I saw him and Jing Yiren being intimate in the office a few months ago.