Young Master Qin's Heart-Eating Secret Pet

Cen Ziyan pretended not to care and asked, "Where do I live?"

Qin Yan seemed a bit embarrassed to speak, and after deliberating for a while, he answered her slowly, "It stands to reason, it is natural to go back to Yanyun Villa, but I don't know. Uh, if you don't want to, I can tell my brother about it for you. , I don't have to live in the Qin family."

His confusing logic revealed his concern for Cen Ziyan. After all, everyone present knew that Qin Hanfeng and Ye Qiuyin were going to get married soon. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for her to live in Qin's house at this time?
It's just that Cen Ziyan, who was worried by everyone, didn't seem to take this matter to heart, she looked indifferent, and nodded lightly to show that she knew.

Since Qin Yan had already sent someone to pick him up, Cheng Mu and Cheng Xian naturally didn't have much to say, so they handed over Cen Ziyan and luggage to Qin Yan.

On the way to Yanyun Villa, Cen Ziyan sat in the car and stared out of the window in a daze, with a gloomy expression and no energy.

"I've been making clay sculptures recently. I originally wanted to make some fun decorations, but I didn't expect that it would be quite difficult to do it. The things I made were all completely different."

Qin Yan talked to Cen Ziyan about the embarrassing incidents when he was learning clay sculpture recently, and wanted to amuse her with this, so as not to let her continue to immerse herself in the emotions just now.

"It's okay, just keep learning." Cen Ziyan twitched the corners of his mouth a little, showing a forced smile, and reluctantly responded, but there was a sense of alienation between his brows, as if he didn't really want to chat.

Qin Yan was mostly talking along the way, while Cen Ziyan listened silently all the way, occasionally interjecting a few words, and Qin Yan stopped talking when he reached the gate of the villa.

There was no change in the layout of the villa, except that the Chinese character "囍" was posted everywhere, which was brightly red, which was clearly prepared for the wedding. Seeing this scene, Cen Ziyan stood at the door and was unwilling to take another step inside.

She pretended to be indifferent all the way, but she was finally defeated in this bright red. Cen Ziyan only felt a tingling pain in his heart. The words "囍" seemed to be laughing at her faces, constantly reminding her She, the reality that she didn't want to face.

Mingming told himself countless times in his heart, don't care, don't care, they are just acting, it's all fake.

But when she really saw it, the rationality she had built up with great difficulty instantly collapsed, and the sourness that was suppressed in her heart burst down in an instant.

Cen Ziyan faintly felt that her vision was blurry, she raised her head slightly, blinked her eyes a few times, trying to get back the tears that had lingered in her eyes.

Qin Yan looked at her slightly reddened eyes, raised his arms to hug her, and hugged her into his arms. The bitter fragrance around him surrounded Cen Ziyan, which seemed to have a kind of magical power to make people feel stable.

Cen Ziyan gradually stabilized her emotions. She leaned on Qin Yan's chest, raised her hand to wipe away the few tears, sucked her nose, and tried her best to maintain the calmness on her face, as if she had to wear a clumsy The mask is average.

"If you feel uncomfortable, let's go to the hotel, okay?" Qin Yan gently rubbed the top of Cen Ziyan's hair, comforting her softly, "Don't be sad, we won't watch it."

Cen Ziyan, who was swept away by sadness, didn't realize how intimate and ambiguous their actions are now, and naturally he didn't see the faint smile on the corner of Qin Yan's mouth when he spoke.