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- Chapter 12
A brightly lit night, a colorful dinner party.
Nanqiao has never seen such an occasion, with rich clothes and fragrant temples, and dignitaries gathered.
Yi Jiayan's car stopped at the gate, and the receptionist in formal attire opened the door for them, saying politely: "Welcome, Mr. Yi, Miss Nan."
Outside the car window, countless men and women in evening gowns walked into the hall with their heads held high, and the jewels on the tips of their necks and ears were particularly dazzling.
Nanqiao tugged on the hem of her skirt nervously, but seeing Yi Jiayan got out of the car first, she turned around and handed her his hand: "Come on, Nanqiao."
She shyly put her hand into his palm, the warm touch was like a stone of courage, slightly calming her restless heart.
Nanqiao had never worn high heels before, but today he was coerced by Henry and wore an 8cm awl heel for the first time. He kept careful attention to his feet for fear of falling.
Yi Jiayan noticed it, put her hand on his forearm, smiled slightly, and didn't speak.
Stepping into the hall from the outside, someone always greets Yi Jiayan.
Nanqiao knew that he had to be busy with a lot of things. After accompanying him into the arena sensibly, he shuttled between the dessert counter and the wine counter by himself, occasionally listening to what the people next to him were talking about.
She heard Yi Jiayan's name many times from other people, or they praised him for being young and promising, or they talked about his boss digging a treasure. This time, the project caused a sensation in the whole city.
Although she couldn't understand what was going on in the mall, Nanqiao was still very satisfied, as if she had already stepped into his world.
The pianist played one piece after another. Until the familiar melody sounded in my ears, Nanqiao immediately recognized that it was "Green Sleeves" by Richard Clayderman!
Yi Jiayan likes piano music very much, but whenever he is at home, the living room always echoes his favorite music.
And this one is what he often plays.
Nanqiao held the blue sparkling wine, turned around at once, and searched for Yi Jiayan across the crowd.
Not far away, Yi Jiayan also seemed to have sensed it. He was talking with three or two people holding champagne, and when he heard the piano music, he turned his head slightly to look at her.
Nanqiao saw that the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and there was a smile in his eyes.
Just like thousands of stars blooming at the same time.
She took a slow sip of blue sparkling wine, very sweet.
Reaching out to touch the crystal hairpin he gave her above her bangs, all the brilliance of the night seemed to pour into her heart alone.
While tasting a piece of pink macaron, Nanqiao heard someone behind her calling her, "Miss Nan."
She turned around and saw that it was the rich girl who blocked her at the school gate that day.
Shen Yuelan was wearing a blue evening dress, stood there suspiciously, looked at Nanqiao who was also dressed up, and asked slowly: "Why are you here?"
Nanqiao put the plate on the dessert table and looked up at her: "Why can't I be here?"
"Oh? I thought you had already fallen in love with Yu Chengdong, but I didn't expect you to have high aspirations, and he couldn't catch your attention." Shen Yuelan looked Nanqiao up and down with a half-smile, "You want to come here to find someone who is better than him? rich?"
"I'm not as far-sighted as you are." Nanqiao also smiled, and walked to the other side of the crowd on high heels, "Miss Shen has this kind of ambition, but it doesn't mean that everyone is like you."
"Stop!" Shen Yuelan raised her voice, and several people who were talking around Nanqiao looked at them.
"It's President Shen's daughter." Someone whispered.
"Which Mr. Shen?"
"Which Mr. Shen can there be? How many Mr. Shen are there in Beishi? Isn't it just that one!"
Nanqiao heard it, and Shen Yuelan heard it too.
"Let's talk." Shen Yuelan said.
Nanqiao was noncommittal: "I have nothing to talk to you about."
"Then you mean, you want to make a fool of yourself here?"
Nanqiao's eyes froze, and he glanced at Yi Jiayan who was talking and laughing with someone not far away, and finally followed Shen Yuelan to the back garden without saying a word.
This clubhouse has always been known as the city of the sky. The back garden is a sky garden, overlooking half of Beishi.
Shen Yuelan sat under the awning with her legs crossed, with flowers blooming behind her.
Nanqiao stood opposite her and said, "If you have anything to say, go ahead."
Shen Yuelan stared at her: "Has Yu Chengdong continued to look for you?"
"No."
"Really do not have?"
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"You, you dare to hit me?" She screamed in a high-pitched voice, "What are you that dare to hit me? Believe it or not, believe it or not, I can make you disappear in Beishi from now on, and you will never come back for the rest of your life." ?¡±
There is wind on the roof, it is late autumn, and the wind is also tingling with chill.
Nanqiao looked at her, and before he could answer, he suddenly heard a calm voice from behind the flower beds and marble pillars: "Where is Miss Shen going to send my Nanqiao?"
In an instant, the wind also stopped.
The man was wearing a black suit, with one hand casually inserted in the pocket of his trousers, and the other hand loosening the tie that had been buttoned too solemnly just now, and walked out from behind the stone pillar as if strolling in the courtyard.
He seems to have been born with the spring breeze and sunlight of March, with a cool breeze between his brows and eyes, and his gestures are as beautiful as the moon.
Just like that, Yi Jiayan walked up to Nanqiao step by step, and stretched out his hand to protect her behind her.
At the same time, he looked at Shen Yuelan with a smile, the look in his eyes was completely different from the smile on his lips, it was the cold wind in the severe winter.
How could Shen Yuelan not know him? In the past few years, if there are any major events in Beishi, Yi Jiayan is definitely second to none.
Because of him, his company became the leader in Beishi.
Because of him, the architectural circles at home and abroad know Beishi.
Political officials want to win over him, corporate giants want to take him under their command, and even her father has been talking about it all day long if he can poach people, he will be even more powerful.
Such a Yi Jiayan was not something she could afford to offend, but she never thought that the unremarkable Nanqiao was Yi Jiayan's female companion.
Shen Yuelan stood there in a daze: "She, who is she to you?"
Yi Jiayan still looked at her calmly, didn't answer, just said: "Miss Shen, I respect your father who has been in business for many years and can still maintain his mind. I will pretend that what happened today never happened."
Looking sideways at Nanqiao's slightly red and swollen right cheek, his gaze was fixed on the scattered bangs, and the scars were looming in the crevices of the hair.
Nanqiao almost subconsciously reached out to block it, and said with difficulty: "Don't look"
Because of the cover of the back of her hand, she couldn't see Yi Jiayan's colder eyes.
It seems that after a long century, the air is still.
When looking up at Shen Yuelan again, Yi Jiayan said word by word: "I'm sorry, I regret it. Today's matter, put it in the account, we will settle it later.
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