After the female emperor of the Feng clan transmigrated into a wealthy young mistress, the president

"So, this set of jewelry is still a limited edition?"

Qi Shiyuan looked at the shopping guide in disbelief and asked.

"Yes."

"Then I ask to buy out this set of designs."

Qi Shiyuan asked without thinking.

It never occurred to her that the jewelry that Feng Xi had her eyes on at first glance turned out to be the only one, this vision is really unique enough.

"This... we need to contact the designer. This set of jewelry is not our own, and the designer put it here for consignment."

The shopping guide answered with some embarrassment.

Originally, this set of jewelry was used to test the effect and see how many people asked.

Unexpectedly, the first one who came asked to buy out the design.

"No problem, then you can ask now. We will wait."

While talking, Qi Shiyuan led Feng Xi and sat down on the sofa.

Feng Xi, who was still disappointed just now, turned into shock and confusion.

She just took a fancy to a necklace, but she didn't expect that things would become so complicated now.

"Qi Shiyuan, I just want to buy a necklace."

"I know.

But you are my wife, and I hope that what I give you is unique. "

Only when it is unique can it have more collection value.The only one is more precious.

"But this is too troublesome. What if people don't want to?"

Feng Xi worriedly asked, if he is not willing to sell the design, should he buy it, or what should he do.

"Trust me, the other party will definitely agree."

Qi Shiyuan comforted him.

In Shenhai City, what Qi Shiyuan wanted to do was rarely impossible.

He just doesn't pay attention to a cutting-edge jewelry designer.

"Were you looking for me just now?"

The husband and wife were chatting when a tall and handsome man walked over.

Feng Xi turned to look at him, and found that he should be 185cm tall, with long legs, wearing a light coffee-colored windbreaker, loose and unbuttoned, with a black turtleneck sweater inside.

As for the head, his hair is a bit long, tied into a ponytail at the back of his head, his facial features are three-dimensional, and there is some gloomy atmosphere unique to artists between his brows.

"you are?"

Qi Shiyuan raised his head and frowned at him, with some puzzlement in his eyes.

"Hello, my name is Mingyuan, and I am the designer of "Treasure"."

The visitor extended his hand while introducing himself.

"Wait a minute, what did you say your name was?"

"Ming Yuan, the Ming of meditation, the abyss of the abyss."

Ming Yuan repeated it, but did not take back the outstretched hand.

"It's you?"

Qi Shiyuan growled, and stood up unhappily.

Ming Yuan frowned, somewhat unable to understand Qi Shiyuan's reaction.

Obviously, he looked fine just now, why did his face suddenly change when he heard his name.

"Fengxi, is that him?"

Qi Shiyuan turned his head to look at Feng Xi, and asked in a icy voice.

Feng Xi was stunned, unable to react immediately.He couldn't catch Qi Shiyuan's stalk.So she looked at him, silent.

In Qi Shiyuan's eyes, such silence is equivalent to acquiescence.

The anger in his heart intensified.

"So, did you know this a long time ago? That's why you did what you did just now?"

Because she knew that the necklace was designed by Mingyuan, she wanted to buy it even though it was so inconspicuous.Especially when he said that he would buy out the design, excitement flashed in her eyes.

And Ming Yuan probably named the set of jewelry Treasure because of his liking.

From Qi Shiyuan's point of view, Mingyuan and Fengxi were acting together in a play in front of him.But he was still acting like a clown, trying to make her happy.

"Qi Shiyuan, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Feng Xi stood up displeased.

Annoyed by Qi Shiyuan's inexplicable temper tantrum.

"Did I said wrong thing?"

Originally, Qi Shiyuan thought that after searching for so long but failed to find it, Mingyuan would definitely not appear, but unexpectedly, he suddenly stood in front of him, still as a designer.

"You're right, are you all right?"

Feng Xi replied angrily, turned around and left.

And from the beginning to the end, she didn't even look at Mingyuan, as if this person didn't exist at all.

Qi Shiyuan gave Ming Yuan a hard look, and chased after him without saying a word.

"Fengxi, why are you leaving? You didn't say anything clearly, what exactly are you leaving?"

Qi Shiyuan roughly pulled Feng Xi's hand, and grabbed Feng Xi brutally. He tightly clamped Feng Xi's arms with both hands, and asked in a trembling voice.

Feng Xi raised her head and looked at him with the eyes of a stranger.

"Qi Shiyuan, what do you want me to explain? Explain that it's him that I miss, but not tell you? Or explain why I keep it from you?

But Qi Shiyuan, I don't even know who he is. "

Feng Xi looked at Qi Shiyuan as he talked, his eyes flushed as he spoke.

The normally bright eyes were now filled with tears.

Qi Shiyuan froze for a moment, not knowing how to react at all.

It's been a long time, this is the first time he saw Fengxi like this.Such grievances, such sadness.

In an instant, Qi Shiyuan's anger subsided, but he looked at her helplessly.

"Xi'er, don't cry, I just don't say anything."

As soon as Qi Shiyuan finished speaking, Feng Xi closed her eyes, and two crystal clear teardrops fell down.

Obviously there are only two, in Qi Shiyuan's heart, it's like a rain, and his heart is filled with sadness and distress.

He trembled with his right hand, raised it hesitantly, and gently wiped away Fengxi's tears with the tip of his rough thumb.

"Xi'er, I thought you wouldn't cry, I'm sorry..."

He once imagined Fengxi crying in his mind, thinking that with Fengxi's appearance, he would be very beautiful.

It wasn't until now, seeing her cry with his own eyes, that he deeply realized that this was almost unbearable pain for him.

After Qi Shiyuan said I'm sorry, Feng Xi's tears not only didn't go back, but fell more fiercely, one after another, each one seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and hit Qi Shiyuan's heart viciously. It hit him so badly.

Qi Shiyuan didn't care about Mingyuan any more, he let go of her arm, brought her into his arms, hugged her tightly with his arms, as if embedding her into his own bones .

Feng Xi leaned on his shoulder, and gradually began to cry.

Qi Shiyuan didn't speak, and raised his hand to pat her on the back, comforting her.

"Qi Shiyuan, I have never cried since my mother left. But why, why do you treat me like this?"

Feng Xi choked with sobs, and the voice came leisurely.

Even in her world, she never cried because of anything, especially after taking over as empress, she put away all such cheap emotions.

But he didn't expect that one day she would be forced to cry by him because of such a thing.

"sorry!"

Apart from being sorry, Qi Shiyuan didn't know what else to say.

He could only hug her, look at the crowd around her, and take pictures of them with his mobile phone.

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