Yan Shao's Fatal Affection

Sure enough, he was Yan Xiyu, he was so impeccable in everything he did, there was no room for her to choose.

After all, it seemed that she had already given her the best arrangement, so what else could she do?
In the evening, Yan Xiyu did not continue to accompany her in the ward, and asked Qiao Ai to rest at about the same time, and he left the hospital.

After getting into the car, she closed her eyes and leaned on the back seat, then raised her hand and touched her brow, before asking in a deep voice, "Where did Qiao Ai go today?"

Qingyang asked the staring brother, and said: "I went to a prison in the suburbs, probably to visit Jiang Yunyun, weren't they friends before?"

Yan Xiyu frowned slightly, Jiang Yunyun mentioned the idea of ​​living in the Yan Mansion?
"Say hello, Jiang Yunyun is not suitable for random visits."

"Also." Yan Xiyu said in a deep voice, "Let Wan Qing take care of himself, every whereabouts of an artist will be criticized."

Qingyang nodded, "I'll arrange it."

Qiao Ai's "Ocean Code" notice was lost, and of course she had no chance to know whether she had any tattoos on her body, so she had to click on it.

But during this period, it is best not to contact people she should not contact.

"Are you going... to your wife?" Qingyang asked uncertainly.

Yan Xiyu was silent for a while before saying, "Go straight back to the Yan mansion."

Guan Qianyu has nothing wrong with this woman, but everything seems to make him angry, Yan Xiyu feels that she shouldn't get too used to him.

She wants to hate him, wants to pay back the money quickly and break the relationship, doesn't she have a chance?

Just hang it out, otherwise, if you run to her every day, she will think that she is really rare, and she will become more and more capable.

It seems that he really hasn't been back to the Yan Mansion very much. Since she left, Yan Xiyu can count the number of times he slept in the Yan Mansion with two slaps.

It's strange to say that he used to like to sleep alone, and hated others entering his bedroom, but now he's not used to sleeping alone in the mansion?

Qingyang changed the scheduled route to Yan Mansion.

It didn't take long to drive, but the person in the back seat dialed the phone again.

In a dignified and indifferent voice, "Sleeping?"

Guan Qianyu's tone was cold enough, "What's the matter?"

Hearing this tone, Yan Xiyu pulled her thin lips slightly, "I sprained my ankle, if there is any problem, go to see it in time, and don't affect my earning money to pay off the debt."

"Please don't worry, I'm fine, and I won't delay work to earn money."

This time, Yan Xiyu didn't talk nonsense, and hung up before she finished speaking, straightening her posture.

……

Half a month passed.

Yan Xiyu was mainly busy arranging resources for her eye examination, and she really hadn't contacted her all this time.

He was going to take her to the hospital after these matters were arranged, and he had to do it if he didn't want to, so that Chi Yu would not run to Switzerland like a weight for her.

After being busy for so long, Yan Xiyu finally went to Yuxiao Palace for the first time.

As soon as we arrived on the eighth floor, the manager pushed the wine up with a smile and asked, "Call Koko for you?"

Yan Xiyu leaned on the sofa, raised her eyelids, "Is she at work?"

The manager is unclear, "Yeah, Koko has been busy lately."

When she went to Princess Pavilion every day after work to continue her work, the manager wondered why she was so full all of a sudden, but never saw Mr. Yan.

Looking at this person's current posture, the two of them are probably out of temper, and the manager knows that there is a well-known Miss Qiao between them.

Yan Xiyu just nodded.

"I'll call right away." The manager still smiled and retreated.

"Wait." Just two steps away, the manager was stopped by the man on the sofa again.

Ask: "She comes to work overtime every night, what does she do?"

Is it impossible to treat guests like other Princess Pavilion members?
Of course, the manager understood the problem in his words, and just said with great interest: "Speaking of it, the banquet is really a treasure for the Princess Pavilion. I accidentally knew that Koko's makeup skills are first-class, and now I know that her painting skills are also very good. !"

Drawing skills?

Yan Xiyu had only heard before that Guan Qianyu was a scumbag, who used her beauty to commit crimes and struggled before the exam, so she really didn't know what skills she had.

It can be seen that the manager is very rare about this treasure, so he couldn't help but introduce a few more words, including her achievements.

Until Yan Xiyu saw a certain picture swiped past, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Thin lips touched, "Swipe back."

The manager naturally followed suit, and when he saw the photo just now, it was too late to be upset.

I have to add an explanation: "Sometimes customers may have some more individual requirements for painting."

The corner of the man's mouth twitched slightly, "Is painting on underwear a personality requirement?"

The manager quickly waved his hands, "Don't get me wrong, this is not a guest who took it off on the spot and used it as a canvas for Koko, it was bought after she painted it..."

"Is there a difference?"

The manager's words were interrupted before he finished speaking, and it was obvious that the God was already displeased.

"Do you think it's suitable for him to wear it when he buys it back, or to hang it at home?" The man continued to ask, his tone low and slightly cold.

The manager wanted to say that none of them seemed appropriate, and they were all a little perverted?
But the guests just like it, and treat it as art, it seems... not impossible, right?
"Call her up."

The manager quickly backed out.

After a few minutes.

Guan Qianyu was called out from other guest rooms by the manager, and was taken directly to the eighth floor.

When she got out of the elevator, she just sent her to the door with a secretive expression on her face, and said: "Seek good luck!"

She stood at the door and frowned, but raised her hand and knocked twice before entering.

I saw Yan Xiyu who was leaning against Lafayette at a glance, glanced at her indifferently, and threw a sentence: "Come here, help me take it off."

Guan Qianyu thought she heard it wrong, "What?"