Reborn in another world, the boss loves me to the core

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, the weather in Beijing seems to know that these days are also the most important festivals, and it has been sunny continuously.

A big G parked at the entrance of a Chinese-style courtyard.

It is close to the western suburbs and is famous for its various soup pools.

A sanatorium has been built on the mountain, which is very suitable for elderly people with pain in their legs and feet and who are afraid of the cold.

It is several times larger than Mount Yuyu.

Thirteen opened the car door and Su Xian stepped out.

Yuan Meng arrived a moment early. When he saw the tall, handsome and cool Thirteen, his expression tightened and he asked: "Little ancestor, have you got a boyfriend?"

Su Xian was asked inexplicably, "Who?"

Yuan Meng raised his chin in the direction of Thirteen.

"No, driver..." Su Xian thought for a while and added: "Also a bodyguard."

The driver and bodyguard Thirteen shrugged, got into the car and closed his eyes to rest.

Yuan Meng obviously didn't believe it and said: "You are also in college, so it's okay to fall in love, but you have to make me mentally prepared."

"Really, don't believe it." Su Xian emphasized.

Well, Yuan Meng believed it and sighed: "Your father is really rich."

He is so generous that he puts a pig next to his cabbage.

Keep that last sentence in my heart.

Su Xian felt so tired and made a weak retort: ​​"I don't have a father..."

Yuan Meng smiled and said nothing, and looked Su Xian up and down.

The little girl was wearing a snow-white down jacket, and her dark hair was spread behind her.

She wears a pair of white knight boots, jeans that wrap her straight and slender legs, and a cashmere beret that makes her whole person cute, cute, and smart. She has a palm-sized KK bag diagonally across her body, with plush hanging on it. Toy, holding a scroll with calligraphy and painting in his hand.

Her lips are red and her teeth are white, her skin is flawless, her eyes are watery, her eyelashes are long and curled, and her jet-black pupils are like two pools of water, clean, clear, bright and pure.

The peach blossom eyes are obviously charming, but there is a hint of innocence that does not understand the world.

Charming and pure.

Loose and bloated clothes still give people a slender feeling.

"Sister Meng, why are you looking at me like that?" Su Xian asked, tilting his head.

"It feels like you have gained a lot of weight during the Spring Festival. Your face has become rounder. You seem to be a different person." Yuan Meng said with a smile.

Su Xian felt as if knives had been inserted all over his body, and he asked nervously: "Really? Yes? No, have you really gained weight?"

"It shouldn't be. I just eat three meals a day normally. I don't eat much. Each dish is only a small bite, which is not enough." Su Xian fell into self-reflection, but he forgot that each dish was only a small bite. A small bite, but the portion is overwhelming.

Yuan Meng said helplessly: "You have to control your diet, otherwise you won't look good on camera."

As a female star, body management is a required course.

Su Xian could get full marks in this class in his previous life.

While the two were talking, they walked towards the door.

But he heard the sound of the car tires grinding against the ground behind him. When he turned around, he saw another car approaching and Xiao Zhan got out of the car.

Seeing Su Xian, he was slightly surprised.

But thinking about it, it doesn't seem to be surprising.

"Miss Su, what a coincidence. Sister Meng, hello." Xiao Zhan nodded to them.

Yuan Meng smiled and nodded.

"Hello, Teacher Xiao." Su Xian also said politely.

"Let's go in together?" Xiao Zhan was polite and gentle, with a certain aura in his movements.

He is like a bright moon, with deep and slender eyes and sword-like eyebrows, bringing a touch of toughness to his slightly soft facial features. Unlike Huo Li's strong visual aggressive appearance, he appears to be more gentle and reserved.

He wore an AM classic plaid high-definition wool jacket and a dark blue scarf, as if he was going to shoot a snowy scene.

There were little snowflakes floating outside. As soon as I entered the courtyard, I felt the heat coming up. Turning around the screen wall, I saw flowers blooming in the courtyard. A stream meandered through and puffs of white air came out. The inside and outside of the courtyard were like two worlds. .

At this moment, Mr. Ao was doing Tai Chi in the yard. When he saw the two of them coming together, he stopped and asked the nanny to make tea.

"Teacher Ao, I wish you a happy new year. I wish you happiness every year."

"Haha, little girl has a sweet mouth." Ao Lao said with a smile.

"Why did you two get together?"

"Met him at the door." Xiao Zhan said with a smile. He was tall and handsome, standing next to Su Xian. One was charming and the other was calm and majestic.

It seems like a perfect match.

Su Xian opened the calligraphy and painting tube and took out a calligraphy painting.

Qiye made a special trip back to Donghu Villa and dug out this calligraphy from the warehouse.

According to Qiye, there were too many calligraphy and paintings in the warehouse, and it took several hours to find them.

"Teacher Ao, knowing that you like Mr. Yan's calligraphy the most, I specially found a copybook of Mr. Yan's and gave it to you for your appreciation."

Ao Zheng became interested as soon as he heard the calligraphy and painting. When the calligraphy and painting slowly unfolded, the big characters "Charity and Virtue" appeared on the paper, and below there was a line of small words. The sky is moving vigorously. A gentleman keeps improving himself, and the terrain is good. A gentleman uses kindness to carry things.

The signature was signed on the sixth day of August in the Gengchen year, and the seal is clear.

"This is Yan Lao's calligraphy twelve years ago. He learned from Liu Gong and Yan Song. The calligraphy is charming and strong, and the structure is rigorous. This calligraphy is crisp and elegant. It is a work from his peak period. You are interested." Ao Lao couldn't put it down.

"I happened to have the word "Fu Yan Gong" on it, but I didn't dare to take it out." Xiao Zhan said.

Su showed a surprised expression, as if he thought this was too coincidental. When it fell into Xiao Zhan's eyes, he narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Oh, take it out and take a look?" Ao Lao was very interested.

The virtuous thing was carefully put away.

"This is... Mr. Yan has not written for a long time." Ao Lao said in surprise.

Then he told the servant: "Go get my glasses and magnifying glass."

This painting is inscribed with the word "Tranquility", and the book "Nourish the heart in a stream of water, practice tranquility surrounded by mountains". The second paragraph is Xiaofangzhai, the fourth day of the first lunar month of the Renyin year, with the seal of Luoyan Huairen and the seal of Yueyuan layman.

After looking at it carefully for a while, Ao Lao put down the magnifying glass and sighed: "Lao Yan has often lamented in recent years that he is old and lacks bone strength, so he hesitates to write, but this handwriting cannot be seen at all. The edges and corners are sharp but powerful. Enriched is obviously one step closer.”

Mr. Yan is the honorary chairman of the Calligraphy Association. Although he does not do much, he is a highly respected national treasure figure in the calligraphy circle.

A piece of calligraphy is worth thousands of gold!

Ao Lao looked at Xiao Zhan.

"Xiao Xiao, you put a lot of effort into getting this calligraphy, right?"

Xiao Zhan smiled and replied: "It was Mr. Yan who gave up his love, and the younger generation asked for one."

"It's not easy. Mr. Yan's calligraphy rarely falls into the Yueyuan layman's seal. He said that the calligraphy sent out all carries the name of wealth and fame, which is inconsistent with his practice. This calligraphy is still a double seal. It is too precious and I cannot accept it."

"To tell you the truth, this calligraphy was practiced by Mr. Yan. He heard that I wanted to give it to you, so he stamped it with a seal. But he felt it was not formal enough, so he added a double seal." Xiao Zhan said calmly.

"Mr. Yan has not published a calligraphy work in the past three years." Ao Lao admired it for a while and reluctantly put it away.

"Both words are very precious, you are thoughtful."