Love from a Famous Family: Yan Shaotian spoils his little wife

Jiang Xinya also laughed: "Yan Shaochen is such a proud person, he definitely can't bear his woman having an affair with others."

Liu Fei'er's smile was even more obvious. The two people looked at each other, and they both had something unclear. She happily followed Jiang Xinya's words, "Xia Yan will definitely leave Yan Shaochen's side completely by then. Even if you are begging for nothing, you will be pushed away mercilessly by Yan Shaochen."

As she spoke, many such images flashed through her mind, and she suddenly felt refreshed.

"Then I'll go now!" Jiang Xinya felt a little itchy in her palms.

Liu Fei'er's expression suddenly calmed down, and she nodded, "You go to Xia Yan's house now, and I will send some people to you. Xia Yan is hostile to you, I guess it will not be easy to see you, you have to calm down Hold on."

Wen Yan Jiang Xinya nodded with comprehension, "I'll send you the address on the way, and ask them to bring coarse hemp rope and some things."

Liu Fei'er snorted lightly: "Of course."

Jiang Xinya didn't say any more, pushed the door and walked out, stood on the side of the road and took a taxi and went straight to Xia's house.

And Xia Yan, who was sitting at the desk in Xia's house, was drawing something. The light in the study was on, but she thought it wasn't bright enough, so she turned on the lamp again, and stared directly at the half-drawn manuscript.

Next to the paper are charcoal pencils of different lengths, the shortest one is as big as a thumb, and at Xia Yan's feet is a box of paints in all colors.

Since she really came into contact with this industry, she has gradually developed a sequelae, which is to catch some inspirations that suddenly flashed in her mind, and formed the habit of carrying a small notebook and pen with her.

When it is time to design clothes, take out the small book in your pocket and turn over a few pages to relive the state of inspiration at that time.It's just that now Xia Yan still inevitably falls into the difficulty of choosing.

She is designing a skirt now, the theme is life, but she has trouble choosing the color.Xia Yan stared blankly at the pile of paint, and when her thoughts were about to break through, someone knocked on the outside door, which interrupted her thoughts all at once, and she could even hear a "click" .

Because the door of the study room was covered and not closed tightly, the voice from the other side of the door still came in very clearly.

Xia Yan was a little angry for no reason. She stood up from the chair with the table top in place, rubbed her thighs that were numb from sitting for a long time, and then walked from the study to the gate.

Mother Xia also heard the knock on the door and just came out of the bedroom.

"Who is it?" Mother Xia saw Xia Yan not stopping, and approached here.

Xia Yan leaned closer and looked out through the cat's eyes, and obviously saw a person who was unlikely to come to her house as a guest. Standing outside was Jiang Xinya, and she knew it.

"Mom, you go back to the bedroom. I know you and came to see me." Xia Yan turned [-] degrees and walked towards Mother Xia, pushing her into the bedroom.

Because no one responded for a long time, the knock on the door became louder.

Xia's mother kept looking at the door in doubt, but Xia Yan forced her back into the bedroom. She knew her daughter's anxiety recently, and she didn't intend to insist on watching. Since Xia Yan didn't want her to see it, she should stay in the bedroom obediently. stay home.

Xia Yan closed the bedroom door before returning, and opened the door, just in time to bump into Jiang Xinya's raised fist, because the door moved back, the fist stopped in mid-air.

"Is there something wrong?" Xia Yan said angrily.

Jiang Xinya had already guessed that Xia Yan would have such an attitude, so she was not angry, and threatened with a smile, "I'm here to treat you to a meal."

Have a meal?Xia Yan frowned subconsciously when she heard this, the relationship between her and Jiang Xinya was not so good that they could have dinner together, and she was not so stupid that she couldn't see the other party's uneasiness and kindness.

"No, I still have something to do, so I won't go, you go back early." Xia Yan didn't even look at Jiang Xinya, and closed the door after speaking.

Jiang Xinya just watched the door slowly close in a daze, Xia Yan disappeared from her sight, and they met back and forth for no more than 3 minutes, and she was slammed so quickly that her expression changed.

Suddenly angry, Jiang Xinya walked downstairs and wanted to go back. Halfway through, she suddenly remembered her purpose and the plan Liu Fei'er had mentioned.

If she just went back like this, Liu Fei'er would look down on herself, and her imagination a few hours ago would turn into a puddle of foam.

Jiang Xinya's pace slowed down and finally stopped. She hesitated for a while, then turned around resignedly and climbed up again, standing at the stairs, leaning against the wall and waiting.

Two hours later, Xia Yan looked at the manuscript in front of her, then rubbed the back of her sore neck, licked her dry lips, poured a glass of warm water into her mouth, then turned off the lamp, and walked out of the study.

Mother Xia was picking up the rubbish. After packing the rubbish into a bag, she was about to open the door and put it outside, when she suddenly heard a female voice: "Auntie, good evening."

Mother Xia was taken aback, staring at a person hiding in the darkness with wide eyes, and then the voice-activated light turned on.

Jiang Xinya stood nearby and looked at her with a smile on her face.

Hearing this voice, Xia Yan's face suddenly turned livid. After realizing that the other party had stood outside the door for two hours, she hurriedly ran over to block Xia's mother, first quickly closed the door, and then asked Xia's mother to come back. bedroom.

"Mom, you go back to the bedroom to rest first, I'll go out and talk to her later." Xia Yan looked at Xia's mother.

Mother Xia opened her mouth to say something, but she sighed and walked into the bedroom.

The bedroom door was closed again, and Xia Yan turned her eyes to the door. She was worried that Jiang Xinya would stay outside, and she might be plotting something downstairs. If it was like this, it might affect the Mother Xia, this is what she doesn't want to see.

Xia Yan swallowed, opened the door, and said to Jiang Xinya: "Let's go downstairs and talk." She was afraid that Xia's mother would hear something.

"Okay." Seeing that Xia Yan was finally willing to come out, Jiang Xinya followed her wishes.

The two stood facing each other downstairs.Xia Yan opened her mouth impatiently, "What exactly do you want to say to me? I don't believe in inviting me to dinner or something. If you have anything to say, hurry up, I will go back later."

Jiang Xinya pursed her lips and smiled, "You will know later."

As soon as this sentence was finished, Xia Yan suddenly heard a few heavy breathing sounds, panting heavily in the darkness.Downstairs, where the place was shrouded in darkness, there were a few faint dots of light shining directly at her, before she could react.

A black shadow quickly enveloped her, followed by a pain in the back of her neck, and her body was tied up with hemp rope. The last thing Xia Yan saw when she lost consciousness was Jiang Xinya's smiling face.