flying planet

Jian Xinglai stayed in the office until the afternoon and waited for Ye Xiwu to come back. Although he was not very happy, he didn't complain.

Because of Ye Xiwu, he now has fresh flowers in his office every day, and there are endless types of roses. Ye Xiwu will also attach various flower language cards written by himself, which are as enthusiastic and sensual as coaxing a little girl.

"A new batch of red roses will arrive tomorrow." Ye Xiwu looked at Jian Xing who was about to change clothes, and said with a smile, "I'll send them in person when I fix it."

Jian Xing looked over, thought for a while, and couldn't help asking: "What does Red Rose mean?"

Ye Xiwu didn't tell him: "You will know tomorrow."

Jian Xinglai's expression was noncommittal. He changed his suit and wore a simple casual shirt and jeans. Ye Xiwu was a little surprised and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to the old house." Jian Xing said, he looked at Ye Xiwu and asked, "Do you want to come together?"

Ye Xiwu blinked, but he wasn't mentally prepared to see his parents so soon, so he stuttered a bit: "Where are you going?"

Jian Xinglai's tone was as ordinary as saying that the weather was fine: "Go to the old house and meet my grandpa."

Since the establishment of Jianshi, the name of Jianboxiu has always been the most unshakable main vein on this towering giant tree. Even if it is now spreading its branches and leaves, and its assets are huge, Jianboxiu's position is still unshakable .

As Jian Shi's grandson, Jian Boxiu's favorite junior, Jian Xinglai is the one who causes the most headaches.

Ye Xiwu deliberately went to the studio to hug a pot of Queen Ruyi, but Jian Xinglai felt that it was unnecessary.

"My grandfather doesn't like these empty ones." He watched Ye Xiwu carefully hold the potted plant on his lap, and said calmly, "And it's easy to die if you raise anything."

Ye Xiwu was very optimistic: "Queen Ruyi is easy to raise, just water it two to three times a week, and she will survive if left alone."

Jian Xinglai raised his eyebrows: "What's the meaning of this?"

Ye Xiwu: "Health, longevity, and happiness are suitable for the elderly anyway."

Finally, Jian Xinglai didn't say anything more, and drove on the road with Ye Xiwu and Hua.

Jian Boxiu has a dedicated private doctor and housekeeper. Of course, even though the old man is getting older, he still does not change his flamboyant nature. His name is outside of his name. Recently, the headline of the entertainment section is because of the news about dating a young girl.

Sometimes Ye Xiwu couldn't help gossiping about the truth and falsehood, and Jian Xing had an expression that she was used to.

"How could it be a fake if they were all photographed?" Jian Xinglai parked the car, and immediately a housekeeper stepped forward to open the door for Ye Xiwu, who was startled when he saw a pot of flowers in his arms.

Ye Xiwu said politely, "I can take it myself."

Jian Xinglai put his arms around his waist and asked in a low voice, "Is it heavy?"

Ye Xiwu's face turned hot, and she complained, "I can still handle it at this point..."

Some people had already gathered in the front yard of Jian Shi's old house, but Ye Xiwu didn't expect it to be of a family nature, and it was a little awkward to hold a potted plant.

Jian Xinglai didn't take it seriously, and met with several people separately.

Ye Xiwu asked him in a low voice: "Is that rumored partner here today?"

Jian Xinglai: "She is my stepmother now, she studied the financial industry, and she is in charge of our hotel's insurance."

Ye Xiwu: "..."

"What's your expression?" Jian Xing asked.

Ye Xiwu said seriously: "I'm afraid your property will fall to the side."

Jian Xinglai snorted and laughed: "Are you afraid that I have no money?"

"That's not true." Ye Xiwu smiled, "Although I'm not as rich as you, I'm still a boss, and it's more than enough to support you."

When Jian Boxiu came out, there was a beautiful woman beside her. Ye Xiwu looked familiar, and then remembered that he had passed by her several times when Jian Xing came to the office.

The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, and he elbowed the people around him.

Jian Xinglai showed a questioning expression.

"Be honest." Ye Xiwu was very serious, "Does your stepmother always stay alone in the office with you?"

Jian Xinglai seemed to recall it for a while, and actually admitted: "There were a few times when she first took over, she was not very sure about the recruitment of actuarial science, and she asked me for my opinion."

Ye Xiwu snorted heavily, and said with a sour voice, "The drunkard doesn't care about drinking."

Jian Xinglai didn't know what messed things he saw again, so he said helplessly: "What are you thinking?"

"Little Mom, do you understand?" Ye Xiwu said viciously, "You're still amazing, little nanny."

Jane Xinglai: "..."

He really couldn't tell whether Ye Xiwu was really jealous or fake, but the man looked cute, so taking advantage of no one's attention, Jian Xinglai stretched out his hand to touch the back of Ye Xiwu's neck .

Very early on when Jian Xing came here, he discovered that the back of Ye Xiwu's neck was a sensitive zone. He was like a cat. When he touched his neck, it was as if he was holding the skin of his neck. Whenever he touched it, his whole body would tremble.

Ye Xiwu's neck was pressed like this, and the messy thoughts in his heart burst into colorful like bubbles. He couldn't take it anymore, and gritted his teeth: "Don't touch it."

Jian Xinglai didn't listen to him, and slowly groped the palm up and down for a while, and gently curled his fingertips around the little braid he made.

"I just checked the flower language of red roses." Jian Xinglai said suddenly.

Ye Xiwu held Empress Ruyi in her arms and did not respond.

Jian Xing came to look at him, and whispered slowly: "Passionate love."

As the eldest brother, Jian Boxiu has four younger brothers and sisters under him. He lived a long life and killed two younger brothers. Now only the youngest sister and third brother are still alive.

For such a big family gathering, those who entered the coffin were eager to lift the coffin up, so what was half buried in the ground?

Jian Xinglai is not very close to all the cousins, and it is mainly due to Wen Wanhong's credit. Although rich family scandals are not uncommon, there are not many such vile ones. Tiger poison is probably the only one in their hearts. On the bottom line of conscience, Wen Wanhong even dared to touch this, and she didn't blame others for feeling awkward seeing Jian Xing.

The elders went up to greet first, and then it was the younger generation's turn. In the new era, there is no distinction between concubines and concubines, and the other branches of Jianshi are also living the lives of masters. Jian Xinglai introduced Ye Xiwu to the elder brothers of the same generation. , although the other party looked inquisitive, but also quite respectful.

"Is Boss Ye not married yet?" Jian Linzhao is the one with the biggest career in the collateral line, a few years older than Ye Xiwu, and it is said that he just bought a winery recently.

Ye Xiwu replied with a lot of effort: "Brother Jian isn't married either?"

Jian Linzhao smiled slightly. He didn't have Jian Xinglai's exquisite appearance, nor Ye Xiwu's handsome softness.

He randomly took a glass of champagne from the table next to him, took a sip, looked at Jian Xing and asked, "Are you still planning to get married?"

Jian Xinglai was never salty: "You have been urged too much, are you urging me?"

Jian Linzhao laughed: "Brother is just asking."

He took another look at Ye Xiwu and said, "Boss Ye is really handsome."

"..." It was the first time for Ye Xiwu to be praised so bluntly by a man, and she didn't know how to answer, so she could only smile awkwardly.

But he didn't want to, Jian Xinglai suddenly said coldly: "Don't be mean, these are your younger siblings."

"Pfft!" Jian Linzhao caught off guard and took a sip of wine, almost spraying it on Ye Xiwu's face.