Vibrant color, fragrant dust, far away fragrance

In the Japanese garden, surrounded by flowing water, a bamboo bridge spans the water.The bamboo forest is Xiaoxiao, emerald green and tall in summer.

A Japanese-style partition screen shields the indoor scene, and a landscape painting is painted on the partition screen.Inside the partition, there was a small wooden table, a man and a woman sat kneeling on either side, An Yichen and a Japanese woman.

The woman is wearing a light pink kimono dotted with fallen cherry blossom petals. Her black hair is like a cloud and is tied into a delicate bun.

She cooks tea with one hand, her posture is demure and elegant, her face is as white as ivory in the mist, beautiful and gentle.

"Don't talk about business now, the tea hasn't been cooked yet, Mr. Yichen, why don't you taste some wine, it's our Japanese sake, and the taste is definitely different from the famous Chinese wine." The woman put down the tea, poured the warm wine into the wine glass, single The hand made a gesture of please.

An Yichen smiled but concentrated on cleaning a delicate dagger. The blade was clear and shone with a cold light, and a drop of bright red on the tip of the knife fell on the small wooden table.

Beside him, a man in kimono had one wrist cut off and passed out.The blood flowed like a column from the severed wrist, soaking the soft blanket under his body.Xiao Wu beside him stepped on the man's ankle, and as soon as he exerted force, he heard the jaw-chilling sound of bones breaking.Xiao Wu did the same thing again, breaking the man's other ankle bone.

An Yichen wiped the dagger clean, and looked up at Xiaoya Huizi as calm as before, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were hard and cold, "Miss Huizi, we only have tea-drinking friendship, not wine-drinking friendship. Miss Huizi thinks it over carefully, and don't make such jokes again when we meet tomorrow." After speaking, she got up.

"Wait a minute!" Xiaoya Huizi didn't look at the blood red all over the place, and stood up with An Yichen, hesitated a little, and said with a wry smile, "Mr. Yichen, there is an old saying in China, there is a beauty like jade in the sky, but a man's heart is like iron." ,Yes or no?"

An Yichen didn't answer, and walked straight out.Xiao Wu followed behind him, neither far nor near.

Just as An Yichen stepped out of the entrance, he saw a small tabby cat with tiger skin pattern under his feet, nestled in a small ball outside the entrance, it was almost invisible if he didn't look carefully.

An Yichen grabbed the kitten from the ground with one hand, and smiled slightly, "Miss Huizi, if you don't mind, can you give me this cat?"

Keiko smiled in surprise, "This cat was picked up from the street. Mr. Yichen likes cats?"

An Yichen grabbed the cat with his right hand, and gently grabbed the kitten's ears with his left hand. The kitten's ears were soft, and with a low meow, it licked An Yichen's fingers in good faith.

"It's not that I like cats, but I already have one at home, so I'll find another one to keep him company."

Dinner was already prepared in the kitchen, but Ning Zhiyuan hadn't returned yet, so he waited for another half an hour.

"Why did you come back?" An Yichen put down the newspaper and looked at Ning Zhiyuan who had just entered.

Ning Zhiyuan took off his coat and handed it to the Filipino maid, and took off the silver suit jacket and hung it on the hanger.

An Yichen waved to signal the butler to serve the dishes, and Ning Zhiyuan also cleaned his hands and sat down at the dining table.

"Why, do you want to take care of me when I go out?" Ning Zhiyuan started to eat without waiting for the dishes to be served.

An Yichen smiled, "It's just a casual question. I'll bring you a little guy today, you'll definitely like it." An Yichen ordered the housekeeper to bring the little cat's nest.

The butler brought a plastic basket to Ning Zhiyuan. The basket was carefully crafted, with soft cotton and silk under it. A small tiger-striped cat was lying in it, like a small toy.

"Hey, where is the cat! It's really fun!" Ning Zhiyuan laughed loudly, took a piece of fish from the plate and handed it to the little cat's mouth. It's an oil spot.

Ning Zhiyuan became interested, so he stopped eating and watched the kitten eating fish.

"Why do you still keep cats?" Ning Zhiyuan asked An Yichen.

"Where do I have time? I brought it for you to play with." An Yichen picked up some vegetables for Ning Zhiyuan, "My father was not there when you first came to Nanjing, and when he comes back in a few days, you still have to go to the main courtyard to meet him once. "

An's mansion is huge, with three main courtyards surrounded by several small courtyards. An Yuzhi lives in the middle main courtyard, An Yichen lives in the adjacent east courtyard, the elder brother An Xunli lives in the west courtyard, and the youngest An Jingshen lives in Shanghai all year round. He didn't come back many times, but he also left him a yard next to An Yichen, and there are countless others, such as steward's room, servant's room, garden, etc., which can be called the Forbidden City in Nanjing.

"Understood, I will definitely pay a visit to Uncle An. I remember that he rewarded me with a lot of treasures last time we met!"

An Yichen smiled but said nothing.

Ning Zhiyuan became interested in talking, and his whole body became brighter, with a smile on his face, he said, "By the way, I met a friend who is very similar to me today. It's so late!"

Ning Zhiyuan didn't usually tell An Yichen about these things, but today he was in a happy mood, so he brought it up.

His friends were nothing more than wine and meat, An Yichen was not interested, so he barely managed a few words.

"By the way, aren't my calligraphy and paintings in your safe? You take them out for me tomorrow, and I want to show Brother Fu."

That day Ning Zhiyuan saw that An Yichen was using a safe, and he was very curious. Later, when he heard An Yichen said that it was used to keep secrets or valuables in case they were lost, he insisted on putting his own calligraphy and paintings in it. He was very proud of his calligraphy and paintings However, An Yichen couldn't hold back him, so he had no choice but to let everything in.

"Brother Fu? What's your name? Why don't you come to my house some other day?" An Yichen said casually.

"What's the name, Fu Hanyang seems to be, who cares, it's Brother Fu anyway." Ning Zhiyuan didn't bother to think.

An Yichen paused and put down his chopsticks.

"How did you meet Fu Hanyang?"

"It's when I went hunting today..." Ning Zhiyuan was about to say it, but when he turned around and saw An Yichen's gloomy face, he lost interest in speaking, "You don't care how I met, why did I tell you?"

An Yichen's face became even colder, like a lion that has been invaded, he sneered, "Only I want to know, no one else is willing to tell."

Ning Zhiyuan immediately became angry, "My surname is An, what do you mean, don't think that I have to listen to you in everything in Nanjing, you have no right to control me! Otherwise, I will go back to Beiping!"

An Yichen said disdainfully, "I won't let you go back, do you think you can go back?" After speaking, he grabbed Ning Zhiyuan's wrist and pulled him over, forcing him to look at him.

Seeing An Yichen's fierce and cold eyes, Ning Zhiyuan seemed to want to tear him apart, he couldn't help but lose his confidence, "An... An Yichen, don't go too far..."

Ning Zhiyuan was punished by An Yichen to kneel once, and he has a deep memory.Although it is very casual to talk to An Yichen now, I am still afraid of him from the bottom of my heart.An Yichen was too elusive for Ning Zhiyuan, when he was nice to him, he obeyed everything, but when he was angry, lightning flashed and thundered in a blink of an eye.

Seeing his frightened eyes, An Yichen couldn't bear it.

For Ning Zhiyuan, An Yichen was always very soft-hearted.

He sighed, and helplessly let go of Ning Zhiyuan's wrist.

"Zhiyuan, I won't force you, so can you tell me what's going on between you and Fu Hanyang?"

Ning Zhiyuan knew that An Yichen was actually kind to him on weekdays, even his father didn't indulge him like this, seeing that he was no longer tough, he didn't want to get angry with him, so he reluctantly explained what happened today.

"Hey, didn't I say don't provoke An Juren?" An Yichen shook his head helplessly.

"How could I have provoked him? Don't think he is your cousin, so you favor him!" Ning Zhiyuan frowned.

An Yichen almost admired Ning Zhiyuan's innocence, "If I had favored him, I would have stood up for him, don't think I didn't know you were sneering at him in Xifeng Restaurant."

"Okay you! Are you going to settle the old score?" Ning Zhiyuan jumped angrily.

"You are really... Let this matter go like this. The most important thing is Fu Hanyang. He is not as simple as you think. Don't meet him again, do you know?"

Ning Zhiyuan agreed with a solemn expression, but he didn't think so in his heart.

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