[Comprehensive] The eldest lady of the famous family

"...You are too ruthless."

"what?"

"Cry. I don't think anyone can watch you cry and be indifferent, right?"

"...Is this a compliment?"

Those who were communicating were Suohuan and Atobe Mao. After the latter couldn’t wait to make a phone call to inform her of the victory of the first battle, Xuwanghuan felt indescribably shocked that she really adopted plan B—to be honest, he hadn’t seen the trace Mao Mao looked like he was crying, but after thinking about it, he knew that it was definitely not a picture that should be seen.

Mao usually frowned slightly, and some people would worry about gains and losses in fear.

——Xu Wanghuan didn't realize how bad his use of Chinese idioms was.

Mao rolled on the wide rattan chair, reached for the fruit plate that had been cut, and at the same time switched hands to hold the phone: "Then tomorrow, I'll go through the formalities."

"Okay!" Xu Wanghuan looked very happy, "Let's have lunch together, and I will introduce Jing Ye to you!"

"Not for lunch."

"Well?"

"I have a date with Akashi."

If it was an aristocratic son from another family, Xu Wanghuan would never have reacted so quickly to this surname——Akashi Seijuro, this is a unique character Mao has occasionally mentioned a few times, focusing on the special identity of his fiancé.

Xu Wanghuan thought about the date, and was stunned: "Did you meet him for lunch during school hours?"

Isn't this the way a fiancee should behave?

Is it really trying to avoid it in order to end it as soon as possible and as a last resort?

"I didn't think about it that much." Mao really didn't think too much, "I just don't want to delay what should be done for too long—by the way, what is the best gift for boys?"

Xu Wanghuan grew up in France since he was a child, and he has a natural demeanor for women, but he has no idea how to please men: "...a watch?"

Mao thought about the current ages of both parties, and replied tactfully: "You might as well ask me to give you a scarf."

After all, spring is summer.

Xu Wanghuan: "..."

He blinked anxiously, and glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw Feng Jingye passing by the corner.

"Mirror night!"

Not only the people around the corner, Mao, who was so close to the receiver, naturally also heard this cry as if he saw a savior.

For a moment the background sound faded away.

Mao on the other end was stunned for a moment by the suddenly amplified sound, almost choking on his throat.

"Give gifts to boys of the same age, what is better?"

"Do you want to send it?"

"No, my friend...girl."

"..."

The conversation between the two came faintly, accompanied by a slight pause.

It is a pleasure to listen to a nice voice.

Mao was lying on the side of the armrest, listening to the strange voice that finally sounded over there again: "... If you get closer, just do what you like. For example, related gifts that suit the other party's preferences, even if they are not so expensive, it doesn't matter; if you are not so close , decorative handicrafts or simple gems... gems are a little more expensive."

He finished speaking briefly, without asking more questions or interjecting.

Suohuan's voice is admiration without having to see it on the spot: "Kageya, you are amazing!!——Mao, did you hear that? I think the handicraft is very good!"

Mao was overwhelmed by his enthusiasm and slowed down a bit: "...Mmm! I remember."

"Hahahaha tomorrow you can see Jingye and me!"

He actually ranked Jing Ye ahead of him.

Mao was even more curious.

I babbled a few words.

Xu Wanghuan who hung up the phone went back to Feng Jingye who was seated.

"Jing Ye Jing Ye, let me tell you, tomorrow I will introduce a super cute girl to you!"

This is not the first time Xu Wanghuan has said these words in the past few days.

Feng Jingye showed a gentle smile on the surface calmly: "Really? I'm looking forward to it."

Atobe Mao.

He already guessed who Xu Wanghuan would introduce to him.

The apple of the eye of the Atobe family.

The proud son of heaven.

A woman of the same age who was marked as an "Akashi" reservation.

It is only a matter of course for these naturally dazzling people to form a suitable social circle.

……

Mao decided to pick up a good handicraft and give it to Akashi.

The matter of "releasing pigeons" can be big or small. Akashi expressed his indifference twice, but it doesn't mean that Mao can really say nothing, but in this case, you can't give too expensive gifts, otherwise it may cause pressure on the other party .

Crafts, really a good idea.

Mao picked a pony from the warehouse that was carved from a piece of suet jade that his brother brought back from an auction.

Atobe looked at the mutton fat jade carving she picked out, with a delicate expression: "This thing..."

Mao didn't know, so he said, "Huh?"

Atobe didn't say anything, but his expression was not very happy.

It was only later that Mao found out that Akashi liked to ride horses very much, and he even named a horse "Snow Maru" on a special trip.

It almost fits to the point where it was intentional.

……

Mao got out of the car, avoiding the rush of people going to school in the morning rush hour, and Mr. Tanaka, the housekeeper who worked part-time as her temporary driver, followed her into Yinglan's school gate.

This school is a well-deserved aristocratic school. Although the heirs of several major families today have few successors, Yinglan's positioning, from kindergarten to high school, is indeed a noble school.

Thanks to the greeting in advance, the procedures went very smoothly, and even the classes and books were ready, but the tailor-made school uniform still needs a few days of waiting time.

Since it was still early, Mao deliberately went outside the music classroom to wait for Tsukasa who was about to finish class.

"Who's that outside?"

"Mixed race... whose family's young lady?"

"Don't ask me, I haven't seen it either."

"An unknown family? It doesn't look like this temperament..."

"Has anyone special returned home recently?"

"Hey, isn't the point that she's obviously waiting for someone? Maybe he's a commoner. If you make a conclusion too early, you'll be slapped in the face."

"If this is not Miss Shijia, I will lose to you the new car I got last month."

"I won't bet with you, I won't bet with you! You play too much!"

"Then who are you waiting for?"

"...Gambling is wrong, brother, wake up."

Following the discussion, Xu Wanghuan saw Mao outside the door. This perspective was not easy to grasp. He could only see the small side of Mao's face, but he still recognized him decisively by virtue of his unchanging friendship.

"Jing Ye!" He pulled at Feng Jing Ye who was concentrating on class beside him, and the latter turned his eyes sideways when he heard the words, and his beautiful phoenix eyes looked through the thin lenses, "The friend I want to introduce to you is here! "

"Yeah." Feng Jingye responded in a low voice, carefully reminding him, "I'm still in class, I should..."

"Shouo-san, please come up and play this piece for everyone!"

The music teacher beside the piano stand smiled and invited Suohuan.

It really wasn't a deliberate beating, Xu Wanghuan played the piano well, and the teacher wanted to curry favor with him, so naturally he was asked to play.

Xu Wanghuan walked up, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Mao looking out of the window curiously, probably seeing him coming to the stage.

Mao waved his hand slightly at him, smiling very happily, the loose hair swept over the dimples, and the whole person was immersed in the gentle morning light.

"Great."

From the shape of her mouth, Xu Wanghuan could tell that she was saying this.

In the Austrian composer Haydn's "Symphony No. [-] in D minor", Suohuan played the third movement.

The rhythm is slightly faster, the tune is full and powerful, and it is a test of technique.

After class, Mao gave Huan Suo a hug when he came to meet him——

"Huan, you are amazing!"

The students who followed the get out of class were startled suddenly, and couldn't help guessing that this might be the one who came to marry Xu Wang's family. Judging from the familiar tone, it should be the former.

...Has there been any rumors of this kind recently?

Xu Wanghuan took advantage of the situation to hug Mao and turned around: "Beautiful lady, it is because of you that this tune looks gentle and mellow."

He was too polite, bowed his head and kissed his hands.

Mao couldn't help laughing.

Xu Wanghuan stiffened his back and looked at her.

"Sorry...poof." Maou tilted his head slightly, covering his lips with his fingertips side by side, but still couldn't hide his bright smile, "You look like a romantic guy in a TV series."

"Cough cough..."

If he didn't say the words "male public relations", it means that Zhenyang has done his best.

Xu Wanghuan cleared his throat twice, trying to get rid of this matter stubbornly, and pulled Feng Jingye who was standing beside him without hesitation: "Mao, this is the Jingye I often tell you, Feng Jingye." night."

He turned to Feng Jingye: "King Ye, this is my good friend, Mao Atobe."

Xu Wanghuan's introductory speech was quite interesting to the family members. Mao was familiar with it. It was mainly Feng Jingye, the young master and only son heir of the Xuwang family, who was introducing the heirs of the two families. At that time, he didn't even mention the family affiliation, but rather "my friend".

"Hello, I'm Mao Atobe." Mao stretched out his hand towards him, with a graceful gesture, dimples appearing and disappearing as he speaks, "I often hear about you from the ring, it's better to see you after a long time, Feng-kun."

"Miss Atobe is serious." Feng Jingye briefly touched her fingertips, with excellent sense of proportion, "I was lucky enough to meet your brother at the banquet before, and I heard Miss Atobe's name from him .”

Mao blinked his eyes and smiled: "Fate."

Xu Wanghuan took Mao around half of the back garden with great interest. He was very active on the way, and there was no silence during the whole process. Mao saw that the time was almost up, so he bid farewell first.

"Tomorrow, I will have class with you." Mao said with a smile, the sound of the words seemed to be biting on cotton candy, and it was as sweet as stepping on clouds, "Then we can go to eat together!"

When Xu Wanghuan heard this, he immediately nodded solemnly, and responded solemnly: "I'm waiting for you to come!"

Feng Jingye who was watching: "..."

He said goodbye politely.

When Mao Atobe was gone, he was still thinking.

"Jing Ye, do you have something on your mind?"

Xu Wanghuan approached him with that carefree face and asked.

"No." Feng Jingye pulled the corner of her lips, "I just sigh that Master Huan and Miss Atobe have a very good relationship."

"How many times have I told you not to call me that." Xu Wanghuan put his shoulders carelessly, "Mao and I are a revolutionary friendship born of hard work!"

Isn't it Romeo and Juliet in disguise under the bondage of marriage?

Feng Jingye changed the subject in a good temper, but didn't say anything in the end.

……

"Feng Jingye..."

With his head down, Mao walked out slowly.

The butler, Mr. Tanaka, was waiting for her in front.

Mao's phone just rang.

It's Akashi calling.

"Akashi-kun?"

Mao shouted, but before asking about the other party's intentions, for some reason a sudden inspiration came, and Fukuchi mentally turned his eyes away from the surroundings.

Finally, it was fixed under the tree in front right.

Akashi Seijuro was standing there.