Yan He used to like to run to the opera garden after school, but now his freedom is restricted.

I can only take out the book and read it.

I had just turned a few pages when I heard a voice downstairs. I didn't have to wait for anyone to call me.

As soon as he threw away the book in his hand, he stood up and went out.

As soon as Yan Shuping entered the door, he heard the sound of slightly hasty footsteps, and his small leather shoes made an extraordinarily loud click on the floor.

Sure enough, when he looked up, he saw his daughter running down the stairs.

"Slow down, be careful of falling."

His brows were furrowed, showing off his demeanor as the head of the family: "What kind of girl does she look like?"

But others are afraid of him, but Yan He is not afraid: "Were you okay in the past?"

"fine."

Since she had nothing to do, she was not polite. She took the person's sleeve and sat down on the leather sofa nearby: "What is a girl like? It's not you, dad, who defines it. It's up to us. Whatever we are, that's what girls are like." .”

Yan Shuping's original intention was to make her be careful while running up the stairs wearing small leather shoes.

How dangerous.

On the contrary, she even talked about it.

Somewhat funny, he stretched out his hand and tapped her forehead: "You have spent so many years studying on your father."

Yan He leaned back following his strength.

It was clear that there was no force and no pain, but it still left a red mark.

He leaned forward again and poured a cup of tea with a smile: "You drink."

Knowing why she was so attentive, Yan Shuping snorted and said, "Didn't you say that I am more domineering than the emperor?"

"Have it?"

"I'm not authoritarian anymore?"

Eyes full of innocence: "Is there any?"

"You can go out and take that kid from the Luo family..."

"not going."

Before he finished speaking, that face changed at the drop of a hat, and the teacup was directly thrust into his hand.

Yan Shuping lowered his head and glanced at the two water stains on his clothes.

If he would have been angry a long time ago, he would still be cheerful when facing his daughter: "You haven't even had contact with him, how do you know whether it's appropriate or not?"

"Contacted."

"Just half an hour?"

"Then you just say I have contact or not?"

"..."

I'm afraid that if I continue talking, the little ancestor will lose his temper again and say that he is dictatorial.

Yan Shuping thought for a while and sighed: "This engagement was made when you were a child. If you don't want it, as a father, I will tell the Luo family even if I am brave enough to do it."

Before she could react, she changed her tune again: "But there is a prerequisite."

"What premise?"

"If we stay together for a while, dad will break off the engagement and openly regret the engagement. You must give people a reasonable explanation. Who in Haicheng doesn't know that you are engaged."

Yan He raised the corner of his mouth: "I can tell you a few things now."

As soon as these words came out, the two of them were speechless, and Yan Shuping's helpless fatherly image could no longer be maintained.

In the end, the two of them each took a step back.

"In the past month, every time I contacted him, I would give him inappropriate reasons. If I saved up to ten, I would agree."

"..."

"Twenty days, no less."

Yan He held out five fingers: "...just five, no more. If you don't agree, forget it."

If she continues to waste away like that, she won't be able to get married anyway.

Yan Shuping knew what she meant by her expression.

There was a long silence.

"Okay, then it will be twenty days, five reasons, non-repeatable."

If you haven't changed your mind even a little bit after being together for five days, then it really isn't a good fit.

"nature."

They didn't say how or when they would contact her. She had the final say when the time came.

…………

The next afternoon, Yan He came out of school and asked the driver to drive to Liyuan as soon as he got in the car.

Lan Qiu, who usually advised her to go home first, rarely spoke and hesitated.

When Yan He asked, he shook his head again.

Only when she got to the Liyuan did she understand what it meant.

She saw a handsome man standing in the box she usually reserved.

Luo Congyan.

She paused, almost subconsciously, wanting to turn around and leave.

Before she could make any move.

The other party has turned around and looked over: "Miss Yan."

The call from the second floor instantly diverted the attention of the surrounding people.

"..."

Yan He curled his lips, smiled mechanically, and moved upstairs.

"You Lan Qiu, you didn't tell me."

"You can't blame me, miss. The master said that just in case you were playing tricks, he took care of Master Yoluo's affairs. These are the exact words. If I had told you in advance, I would have been transferred. I was not allowed to At your service."

Lan Qiu also felt aggrieved.

The young lady was very kind to her, and the master was also very kind to her. She couldn't stand on either side.

And she really didn't want to leave Miss.

"He's scaring you."

"What if?"

"..."

The box she booked was directly opposite the stage. Looking down from above, she had a wide and clear view.

At this moment, Luo Congyan was standing there, and she didn't even want to go there.

After all, they are engaged, so it feels weird that the two of them get along like they are cultivating a relationship.

"I heard that Miss Yan has a special liking for the pear blossom cake in Liyuan. This is freshly baked. Try it quickly. get out of class has just ended and you haven't had time to eat yet, right?"

"Thank you."

"It should."

Yan He lowered his eyes and glanced at the pastries pushed in front of him.

It was indeed still steaming hot, with an alluring aroma.

However, this kind of cake can be used as a pastime, but it is not suitable for eating as it is easy to get bored.

After a while, a young man with a white towel on his shoulders came in from the gate, carrying two soup bowls and heading upstairs.

One bowl was given to Yan He and the other bowl was given to Lan Qiu.

"Ms. Yan, the bowl of wontons you want can be left as usual. When you're done eating, just leave it to us to collect."

"Okay, thank you."

"You are too kind. This is what a young person should do."

Luo Congyan, who just felt that he was being considerate just now, said: "..."

Looking at the plump and pink wontons opposite, he suddenly felt hungry.

"that……"

Several people present turned to look at him at the same time, and saw him raising his finger and pointing: "Give me a bowl too."

"Okay~ Please wait a moment."

Lan Qiu turned her head left and right, and finally brought the wonton to herself.

The lady bought this for her, so she definitely can't let it go.

The wontons were made quickly, but Luo Congyan didn't get greedy for too long.

By the time the three of them finished eating, the opera house was already full of people sitting upstairs and downstairs.

The person on the stage had a rhinestone face, and his face was painted with oil paint. Although his appearance couldn't be seen clearly, he could still get a glimpse of his good-looking appearance.

Yan He shook his head following her melodious voice.

Suddenly his expression became serious and he turned his head to look to the left.

Almost instantly, the person standing at the door was rudely pushed aside.

Soldiers with guns came to the door and stood in two rows in a well-trained manner.

That posture looked like he could shoot and kill him at any time.

In an instant, the entire opera house was silent, and no one dared to move easily.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like