stubborn stone

"I said, take it and throw it away!" Wen Yan threw the good quality silk shirt on the ground without hesitation. It used to be his favorite shirt, and it was a limited edition of a brand that Chi Yan had never heard of.It has been several months since Wen Yan was attacked, and he still hates it when he mentions it. "Am I a beggar? Is there only this one piece of clothing? It needs to be mended?! Clothes touched by that kind of person?!" Chi Yan bent down to pick up the shirt, and shook it off gently.The clothes drape very well, as white as snow, and as if water is being held in the hand, it is icy and cool.The original coffee stains had been carefully washed by him, but the left chest near the shoulder was stitched tightly with white thread.After all, it is a silk shirt, and if it is mended with cotton thread, it will not be the same as silk.Of course Chi Yan knew it, but he felt that the broken place was actually not too big. He usually sewed such a small hole at home like this, and this time he sewed it very seriously. "I just think the clothes are pretty good, it's a pity to lose them..." It seemed to be talking to himself, and it seemed to be explaining to Wen Yan. "Then you take it and wear it, and I'll give it to you." Wen Yan chuckled suddenly, and said narrowly, "After all, people also rely on clothes, especially people like you."

Chi Yan went back to the underground garage and sat back in the car assigned to Wen Yan, carefully researching how to sew better under the dim ceiling light.Of course not for myself, otherwise it would be like a skinny crow trying to put on the plumage of a white swan.I want to give it to my sister.It's strange to say that even though they have the same father and the same mother, my younger siblings are more beautiful than the other, completely inheriting the beauty of their Ω father. Ω's younger brother Chi Yiliang is still younger, and β's younger sister Chi Mengjia is already in high school, and it's time to pay attention to her appearance.This blouse is just right for her—it's not garish, but it has texture.Wen Yan has a slender figure, so even though it is men's clothing, it is not much different from wearing it on his tall sister.From the front cabinet, he found a set of sewing boxes that he bought online for more than a dozen yuan, and he also gave a few small chiffon flowers as a gift.He compared the colors of several small flowers, and finally chose a light blue one to cover up the traces of sewing—he wanted to give his sister the best and most beautiful clothes.

He raised his hand, stretched out under the lamp and was sewing intently.Suddenly someone knocked on the car window, and he turned his head, only to see someone standing by the car window, because that person was very tall, and he could only see his tightly buttoned overcoat.Chi Yan turned around and looked out, and the visitor also pulled off the cashmere scarf that covered half of his face, revealing his mouth.Chi Yan's hands trembled in shock—it was Wenyan's benefactor, who was also his client.Qi Shoulin.

"Open the door." The voice of the gold master came through the glass, and Chi Yan didn't care about tidying up and quickly unlocked the back seat.Qi Shoulin got into the car quickly and slammed the car door with a bang.There was a dead silence in the car for a while.Chi Yan's heart was beating wildly.He has a stupid mouth, and he doesn't know how to deal with people. Although he has greeted people of this magnitude before every time he sees them, people must not have noticed him. "President Qi, are you... what's wrong?" Chi Yan asked cautiously.Before Qi Shoulin could answer, his cell phone rang.As if he had a savior, Chi Yan quickly answered the phone. At this moment, he wanted to kneel down and thank the other party even if it was a sales promotion, mobile customer service, or fraudulent calls. Otherwise, it would be like delaying him in this carriage.Even more fortunately, it was Wen Yan who called. "Brother Wenyan, hey! It's me..." Chi Yan shrank towards the steering wheel while answering the phone, and covered his mouth and the microphone with his other hand, as if he was afraid that his presence would disturb the big man behind.Wen Yan's clear voice came from the microphone: "Do you see if Mr. Qi is in the underground garage? We agreed to come at this time." "Ah! Mr. Qi is here..." A cold thing grabbed his chest Wrist, Chi Yan looked back subconsciously, and met Qi Shoulin's sharp eyes.He leaned over from the back seat and grabbed Chi Yan's wrist. The light from the overhead light was half covered, and his shadow enveloped Chi Yan like a mountain.Qi Shoulin didn't snatch Chi Yan's phone, but just stared at Chi Yan, shaking his head slowly. "Is... isn't it in the garage? I didn't see it." As if suddenly blessed to his heart, Chi Yan, who was not good at lying, turned a corner smoothly.Qi Shoulin let go of him and sat back in the back seat.Chi Yan replied perfunctorily, and when he heard the back door open, Qi Shoulin walked out.The stone in my heart fell heavily. "Okay, goodbye, Brother Wenyan." He hung up the phone as if he had been amnesty, and before he put down the phone, the co-pilot's door was pulled open.Qi Shoulin stepped in with all his legs, saw a lot of things on the seat, and backed out again.Chi Yan was still stunned by the shock of "Why are you running to the front seat again?" Qi Shoulin grabbed the clothes on the co-pilot into a ball with a big palm and wanted to throw it into the back seat, but there was a sharp pain in his palm. "Hiss..." "Mr. Qi, this... has a needle! Are you okay?!" Chi Yan was so frightened that half of his body threw himself on the passenger seat, pinching Qi Shoulin's palm, and saw a drop of red blood The beads popped out quickly.He quickly took out a few pieces of paper and held them down for Qi Shoulin.He hurriedly packed up the sewing box and clothes.Qi Shoulin sat in again very bluntly, and said a complete sentence to Chi Yan for the first time: "Drive, go wherever you want."