The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

Two people who have never met before, sitting together and talking about a topic that is not too pleasant, it is difficult not to be awkward in the atmosphere.

"Mr. Qi, I apologize to you and Mr. Cen today," Yuan Xiaoxi hugged the drink cup, biting the corner of her lips and trembling, this look of pity for me, I don't know how many men can feel pity.

Cen Bohe looked at this woman coldly, shook the newspaper in his hand, and turned to look at Qi Yan, but Qi Yan's face did not have the tolerance and tenderness he expected.

"Miss Yuan, can I ask you a question?" Qi Yan's expression was very cold, "Do you know what your father did outside?"

Yuan Xiaoxi wanted to lie and say that she didn't know, but Qi Yan's black and white eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, making her unable to tell a lie, "I'm sorry, I'm just a junior, so I can't control him."

"But you didn't apologize to those who were hurt by your father on behalf of your father." Qi Yan laughed mockingly, "Of course, these things have nothing to do with you, you are innocent, and you should not apologize. So today We don't need you to apologize for this matter."

The corners of Yuan Xiaoxi's lips trembled, and it took a long time before she said emotionally: "Unfortunately, what can I do, what can I do when I meet such a father?"

Qi Yan was indifferent to Yuan Xiaoxi's roar, and even found it a bit ridiculous.Yuan Xiaoxi acted so innocent, but in fact she was not much better than her father, bullying others, drinking and skating, beating others, playing with people's hearts, and playing everything she could. Qi Yan was a little tired.

In the end, what she was worried about was not her father, but the money her father could provide her.

"What can you do? It's up to you and your family. What I can do is turn the offenders to the police station." Qi Yan lowered his face. "Whether your father is guilty or not is determined by the law. You can count on it." It's useless to find us."

"Heh," Yuan Xiaoxi said angrily when she saw that Qi Yan didn't show her face so much, "what are you so proud of, but you just hugged the Cen's thigh and regarded yourself as a character?"

Instead of being ashamed, Qi Yan took pride in it: "That's right, if you have the ability, come and hug me too?"

"Shameless!" Yuan Xiaoxi stood up from the sofa, "Just a little boy like you will be replaced sooner or later. It's disgusting for a big man to be someone else's plaything!"

"Butler, see off the guests." Cen Baihe gave Yuan Xiaoxi a cold look, "Miss Yuan, pay attention to your wording."

Yuan Xiaoxi was so frightened by Cen Baihe's look that she didn't dare to speak anymore. After glaring at Qi Yan bitterly, she turned and ran out.

Qi Yan stared blankly at her back, and it took him a long time to realize: "No, why did she come here?"

"I probably hoped that you would take pity on her father and spare her father, but in the end you didn't give her any face, so she showed her true colors." Cen Baihe couldn't help laughing, not even knowing that the newspaper in his hand was crumpled, "Okay, don't be angry, let me make you a bowl of noodles?"

"You thought you were filming a TV series and making bowls of noodles," Qi Yan glared at Qian Cen Bohe, "And what do you mean by playing with a pretty face? What is this mess?"

Before Cen Bohe could explain, Qi Yan exploded himself first.

"Who is tricking you here? Whoever raises a little boy will bring him to the house, isn't this waiting for your family to break your legs?" Qi Yan took a big sip of his drink and suppressed his anger, "There must be someone Are you deliberately using me to tarnish your reputation?"

The Cen family has been benevolent and benevolent for generations, and each generation has amazing talents. They are very famous in the whole of China.Now people outside are spreading these rumors to smear Cen Baihe, which is to smear the entire Cen family.

"Why didn't you guess that others were framing you?" Seeing Qi Yan like this, Cen Bohe couldn't help asking.

"Just a few words, what can you do to discredit me?" Qi Yan was still angry, "I am full alone, and the whole family is not hungry. Even if these people tell me that I am a scumbag, it will not affect my money. Maybe there will be others. For your sake, come to me with a lot of money for me to earn. Then can you be like me, how will others think of you if this kind of rumor spreads?"

"I never care what other people think of me," Cen Baihe chuckled, "The eyes of others can't change my life."

"Actually, I think your mentality is quite suitable for cultivating Taoism." Qi Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, "With your aptitude, if you practice Taoism, you will definitely become a master in the world of mystic arts."

Looking at such money, Cen Baihe suddenly felt powerless.When ordinary people talk about this kind of topic, they have to think about it in an ambiguous direction, but Qian Qian...

Sometimes he thinks it's better for Qian Qian to be dull, so that those girls who are interested in him approach him, and he doesn't know that these girls have a crush on him.But when this dullness was applied to him, he hoped that Qianqian would not be so dull.

"What's wrong with you?" Qi Yan saw that there was something wrong with Cen Bohe's expression, so he reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "We are good brothers, those who clean up clean themselves, don't worry."

He thought for a while, and added: "How about I move back tomorrow?"

Cen Bohe's face suddenly collapsed: "If you move back to live, don't recognize me as a brother." After finishing speaking, he turned his head and strode upstairs.

"Huh?" Qi Yan looked at Cen Bohe's back, and rubbed the back of his head blankly, was he angry?

Even if he doesn't move back now, he will move back in the future. He can't live in Cen's house forever, can he?No matter how thick-skinned he is, he can't do such a thing.

When it was time for dinner, Qi Yan found that Cen Bohe had returned to normal, as if the anger just now had never existed.Qi Yan touched his arm, "Baihe, what happened to you this afternoon?"

"It's nothing, I encountered something in the company, I was in a bad mood and blamed you, I'm sorry," Cen Baihe looked at the person next to him, his eyes were as beautiful as the sky, and the way he smiled, even the clouds in the sky could not compare to his One point of style.

He has no reservations about himself, he is sincere, and even his own life depends on him to continue, but the sincerity he gave is not what he wants, so how can he vent his anger on him because he didn't get the feelings he wanted? he?This was unfair to him.

"I have a big heart, and I won't bother with you because of such a small matter." Qi Yan really didn't take the matter just now to heart, he put a Coke wing tip into Cen Baihe's bowl with his serving chopsticks, "Here, here you are Eat a Coca-Cola chicken wing, and you will soon feel better."

Cen Bohe was annoyed and funny when he saw him put the child's favorite food into his bowl, but when he put the tip of the wing into his mouth, his heart was sweet.

No matter whether Qian Qian has that kind of affection for him or not, his kindness for himself is so precious, even though it is just friendship.

Brother Cen, who was buried in his meal, glanced at Cen Baihe, and wanted to speak, but met his younger brother's smiling eyes, and obediently closed his mouth.It's better for him not to intervene in such matters as feelings.

After dinner, Qi Yan found Aunt Zhang who was resting in the helper's room. In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, he deliberately brought Cen Bohe with him.Although the age difference between him and Aunt Zhang is more than 20 years old, people nowadays are too brainy, so it's better for him to be more careful.

Auntie Zhang originally thought that Qi Yan had forgotten about it, and she was overjoyed when she saw him, but after seeing Cen Bohe behind him, the surprise turned into shock, "Five, five young masters." The husband said he could help her, but did he just ask Wu Shao to do it?

"Sister Zhang, do you have any clothes that your son wore when he was a child?" Qi Yan didn't say polite words to Aunt Zhang. After putting the things in his hand on the table, he said straight to the point, "I need something he once wore. worn clothing."

"Yes, yes," Aunt Zhang found a leather bag from the closet, which contained a few neatly folded children's clothes. She touched the clothes and said with a wry smile, "When I got divorced, I wanted to leave something for myself. , I took some of his clothes and put them in my bag and took them away, I didn't expect..."

"Sister Zhang, don't cry yet," Qi Yan smiled at her comfortingly, "Your child will be fine."

Aunt Zhang knew that Qi Yan could tell fortunes, so when she heard him say that, she finally showed a little smile on her face: "Thank you."

Qi Yan grabbed a handful of glutinous rice and sprinkled it on the table, and then arranged the incense burner, incense candles and other things on the table. He lit three sticks of incense and handed them to Aunt Zhang: "Sister Zhang, read your child's name silently in your heart. The incense candles are dismantled in the incense burner."

Although Aunt Zhang didn't understand why she did this, but she was eager to find a son, so she did as Qi Yan said.

The moment the incense was inserted into the incense burner, she found that there seemed to be some resistance in the incense burner, preventing her from inserting the incense in her hand.

Seeing this, Qi Yan quickly pinched his fingers and slapped Aunt Zhang on the back, the resistance disappeared immediately, and the incense stood firmly in the incense burner.Aunt Zhang looked at the incense burner in shock, and then looked back at Qi Yan, what's going on?

"Give me some of your hair." Qi Yan frowned as he looked at the smoke floating around.

Aunt Zhang grabbed her head without hesitation, and pulled a handful of hair down.

Qi Yan turned around, saw the hair in her hand, and was taken aback for a moment.He only planned to ask for a few strands of hair, did Sister Zhang grab them?

He took the hair in his hands silently, chanted a few mantras silently, and put the hair into the incense burner.

Poor motherly heart, I only hope to find her child this time.