Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Behind him, bodyguards and servants walked into the room like shadows, and stood quietly in their respective positions.

Yun Jing walked into the room with a smile, and sat down on the sofa opposite the two, her eyes fell on Yan Xia Ye with great interest.

Yan Xiaye met his gaze neither humble nor overbearing, with a calm and decent smile on the corners of her crimson lips, with a demeanor and aura that would not be lost to any famous lady.

Yunjing's eyes were a little more appreciative, and she said solemnly: "Mrs. Li, although the chef can't be given to you, since you like it, how about letting Li Yuntang take you to live with me? Meals are available anytime."

Yan Xiaye was slightly taken aback.

Although these words sounded like an invitation between friends, the other party's expression was extremely serious, which made her ask back: "Stay here?"

"That's right." Yun Jing nodded, looked down at several plates of dim sum that had been taken care of, and ordered the servants to bring new ones, and seduced her grandiosely: "Dim sum like this, my chef still can't eat it." There will be hundreds of kinds, in addition to Western food, French food and Italian food, how about it?"

The more he threw out the olive branch, the more cautious Yan Xiaye became, and he quietly glanced at Li Yuntang.

The other party clearly wanted to ask Li Yuntang to stay, but deliberately gave her the right to speak. Is it because Li Yuntang would choose to refuse?
Just when she was pondering and didn't know how to answer, Li Yuntang smiled softly: "Yun Jing, my wife is serious, don't tease her."

"I'm serious." Yunjing leaned comfortably on the sofa, spread her hands and said, "My father's health has not been very good recently, and my brothers are all ready to move. If you are willing to stay and help me, I'll give you a title... the Grand Duke, okay?"

There is too much information contained in these words.

Yan Xiaye was dumbfounded, looked around at the unusually quiet servants and bodyguards, and suddenly realized that this occasion was probably very unusual, it seemed that it was not just a reminiscence between friends.

Moreover, being able to bestow the position of the Grand Duke to others shows that the identity of the other party is definitely not below that of the Grand Duke...

Having vaguely guessed the other party's identity, Yan Xiaye was really a little nervous this time.

Only Li Yuntang was as calm as ever, and his words and deeds did not lose the wind, "Forget it, the people of this country are very conservative, and they absolutely don't like to see a grand duke who is a foreign race. You know this best."

Yun Jing hooked the corners of her lips handsomely, but the expression between her brows and eyes darkened a little, as if thinking of some bad memories.

Afterwards, he looked up at Yan Xiaye, and said elegantly and gentlemanly: "Mrs. Li, I have put a lot of thought into this building, but unfortunately few people come here to play, why don't you let the housekeeper show you around?"

I'm afraid it's not that no one comes here to play, but that most people are not qualified to come to play, right?

Yan Xiaye nodded, and stood up politely.

Since Yun Jing's status is special, she guessed that what the two men were going to talk about next was of great importance, and it was not suitable for her to be present.

Li Yuntang looked at her and smiled, coaxing and comforting: "Xia Ye, give me a little time."

Of course Yan Xiaye had no objection, and left with the well-dressed housekeeper.

In this country, anyone who can act as a steward is a decathlon.

Especially with Yun Jing, mastering Chinese is a must.

At this moment, the butler asked with a slight smile, "Mrs. Li, my master likes court-style oil paintings very much. There is a separate gallery in this building. Are you interested?"

Yan Xia Yeke did whatever he wanted, strolling in the corridor, stepping on the scarlet carpet.

Everything in front is in a solemn style, which makes people hold their breath unconsciously, and has an atmosphere of walking in the old palace.

Walking along the carved spiral staircase to the second floor, the butler led her to the room at the end of the corridor, took off her white gloves and entered her fingerprint and password, and the heavy anti-theft door opened in response.

Like the rest of the building, the galleries are lit with shades of light, illuminating each of the paintings mounted on the walls.

Being in it, even a person like Yan Xiaye who doesn't know how to paint can see that the painter's skills are superb.

In addition to portraits and landscapes, there are also many religious-themed paintings preserved here. Angels and demons are entangled with each other. The thick and colorful pictures give people a great visual impact and make people feel chills.

Yan Xiaye stayed for a moment, his eyes fell on a well-known painting, and he blinked in astonishment.

If she remembered correctly, the last time she saw a report about this painting in a magazine, it was said that it was properly placed in the British Museum. It was the only authentic one, and here it appeared exactly the same.

In order to confirm those guesses about Yunjing's identity, Yan Xiaye said nervously, "Mr. Butler, this..."

"If you like, I can report to my master." The butler accompanied her to admire, and said respectfully: "He and your husband are close friends, and this painting will be delivered to your house someday."

Eh? !

No, no, what does she want such a scary painting?
Yan Xiaye hurriedly stated that she had absolutely no intention of taking it as her own, but judging from the attitude of the housekeeper, this painting was very likely to be the real one, while the one in the museum was just a fake.

Hearing her refusal, the butler nodded, looking a little...disappointed?
Leaving the gallery thoughtfully, Yan Xiaye probably guessed that Yunjing wanted to give her some expensive gifts so that she could persuade Li Yuntang to stay.

Whether it's the snacks just now or the famous paintings now, they are all tools to show favor.

Seeing that the housekeeper planned to take her to visit antiques and jewelry, Yan Xiaye decided to delay time in another way, "Sorry, where is the bathroom?"

Anyway, Li Yuntang said that it would be over as soon as possible. Instead of letting her reject each other's gifts one by one, it would be more convenient to hide away.

The butler's expression became even more regretful, and he asked a maid to take her there.

In the bathroom, there are roses blooming everywhere.

Yan Xiaye stared at the golden washstand for a moment, didn't bother to guess its material, and simply washed his face.

Holding a towel and rubbing to dry off the water droplets, when she walked out of the bathroom, she happened to walk across from a familiar yet unfamiliar man.

Looking at each other, she slightly opened her eyes wide, she never expected to see him here.

The other party's expression was obviously more startled than hers, and he suddenly rushed in front of her, grabbed her wrist and pushed her against the wall, asking with stern eyes, "Why are you here?"

Yan Xiaye's slender back hit the wall, and she frowned in pain, "Adam, let me go!"