Zhao Xuanying turned her head and said to Yun Chen while putting on the window lace, "Why don't we say we are sick and can't go there tonight? It would be nice for us to spend New Year's Eve at home. Why do we have to dance with them?"

Zhou Yunchen turned his head while sticking the glue and said with a smile: "You silly girl, how can you curse yourself for being sick if you are a big Chinese New Year, and if my dad hears about it, you will be scolded again."

Zhao Xuanying pinched her nose and said, "My uncle scolds me every day, I'm used to it, since I was a child, I don't like us here and there."

Zhou Yunchen patted her butt and said, "Don't pay attention to him, my dad is like this, annoying."

Aunt Zhang came and saw the two sisters still posting in front of a window, she ran over anxiously and shouted: "Oh my little ancestors, you will be posting this method until next year, come down quickly!"

Zhao Xuanying stepped on a table and stacked two chairs. Aunt Zhang was so frightened that she quickly called a bunch of bodyguards to help her up, and picked them up from below, for fear that something might happen to this little girl.

Zhou Yunchen took a brush and explained: "This window is too big, don't blame us, we are very hardworking!"

Aunt Zhang could only smile and nodded and said, "Yes, yes, you two should go to the study to watch the master write couplets!"

Zhou Yunchen had no choice but to drag Zhao Xuanying and was kicked out. He still had a brush in his hand, and handed it to a maid who went in, and trotted to the study.

Zhou Yucheng's study room is furnished in an antique style. Anyone who comes to the house and sees his study room will praise it, but ordinary people Zhou Yucheng will not let people into the study room. His study room is more precious than the bedroom. I bought all kinds of antiques, and the bookshelves that occupied several walls were full of books, all arranged according to time, and there were some hardcover ancient books that Zhou Yucheng bought at a high price, all of which were tightly sealed.

When Zhou Yunchen and Zhao Xuanying came in, a group of people were drawing paper and grinding ink for Zhou Yucheng. Zhou's mother and aunt sat drinking tea and eating melon seeds, complaining that Zhou Yucheng's handwriting was not as good as before.

The maid at the side sighed: "Ma'am, don't be joking, I really haven't seen anyone who can write better than the master."

Zhou Yunchen heard this just as he entered the door, and knew that someone was flattering his father again, so he quickly answered: "Why haven't I seen it before, isn't my writing better than his?!"

The maid listened and turned around, saw the eldest lady coming in, and said with a smile: "That's right, the eldest lady's writing is better than the master's!"

Zhou Yucheng didn't say a word at first, but when he heard this, he finally couldn't help snorting: "There are really thick-skinned people!"

After hearing this, Zhao Xuanying hurriedly supported her sister and said, "I think what my sister said is very good. What my aunt said makes sense. My sister writes better than my uncle!"

Zhou Yunchen laughed so hard that he couldn't stand upright, and after a while he patted Xuanying on the shoulder seriously and said, "Your sister is humble, you are the number one in our family when it comes to writing!"

Zhou Yucheng really couldn't listen anymore, raised his head and frowned, and said, "You two sisters are really on the same page now, you can't criticize either of them."

Xuanying stuck out her tongue and sat down to chat with her aunt.

The next night, all the high-class people who were celebrating the New Year in Beijing gathered together. That night, several luxury cars flocked to the entrance of the hotel. Zhou Yunchen and Zhao Xuanying changed into specially newly bought dresses. They wore a black one, and a brown one for Xuanying's belt. The two of them specially wore sisters' outfits, and entered the hall arm in arm.The two walked the red carpet all the way, nodding from left to right, and then took a glass of champagne to the table at the end.

Lin Ying wore a cloudy white dress with small florals on the skirt, pink. Lin Ying's clothes are always cool, with a simple style. Zhou Yunchen saw that the style has changed a lot now. It's not easy. Let's meet Just ask: "Sister? Are you in love?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Lin Ying's face turned red like a persimmon. Zhou Yunchen saw that this was indeed the case!The heart of gossip came up all of a sudden, and he kept thinking: "Could it be that Zhang Qiheng has achieved a good result?! This big elm head has actually opened up?! I was really shocked, if the two best friends are together , that’s like saving the money for eating wedding drinks with the members, and saving money with just one portion!”

As a result, Lin Ying smiled shyly, leaned over and whispered into her ear, "I won't tell you, I'll tell you after the dance is over, you'll know soon."

Zhao Xuanying shook her head with her hand in her hand and said, "It's not good, sister, I feel a little hung up."

Zhou Yunchen came in without knowing, and pulled Xuanying over with a questioning face: "What do you mean? Not Zhang Qiheng? Zhang Qiheng was greened? Where is Zhang Qiheng?!"

Zhao Xuanying looked disgusted, she let go of her sister's skirt and said, "Sister, we haven't been together yet, why are we green now?"

Zhou Yunchen was in a hurry, and shouted: "Except for Xiao Ling, there is no one better than Zhang Qiheng. Lin Ying has such a good eye, so she won't run away from home when picking a boyfriend, right?!"

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