Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

Yu Zeqiu came to his senses and followed him.

Yu Wei couldn't help but glance at the direction where Yan Jiayi disappeared, her watery eyes darkened a bit.

After walking to the car, Zhao Muyuan let go of Yan Jiayi's hand. His palms were so nervous that they were sweating, "Jiayi, I..."

Yan Jiayi came back to her senses and smiled at him, "Didn't you say you wanted to treat me to a big dinner? Let's go."

Zhao Muyuan helped her open the car door and looked at her with a smile, "Princess, please."

Zhao Muyuan booked a reservation at a Western restaurant. Halfway through the meal, Zhao Muyuan excused himself to go to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, he sat in front of the piano in the restaurant, looked in the direction of Yan Jiayi, and said with a smile: "Today is my first official date with the girl I like, so I prepared a song Give it to her."

Everyone's eyes fell on Yan Jiayi.

As the beautiful piano music played, Yan Jiayi looked at Zhao Muyuan sitting in front of the piano, but thought of her brother who accompanied her when she once studied piano.

She was the one to learn it originally, but because she was young and couldn't sit still, her brother finally learned it before her, so he took her to play with him.

With her brother sitting next to her, she became much better behaved. From then on, they always played together.

Even her teacher said they had a good rapport.

After the song ended, people around him applauded. Zhao Muyuan got a bouquet of roses from somewhere and handed it to her with a smile, "Jiayi, this is for you."

Yan Jiayi took the flower and smelled it gently, "Thank you."

After dinner, Zhao Muyuan took her to watch a movie.

Because she has a private cinema at home, she rarely watches movies outside, and the lights in the cinema are dim.

Zhao Muyuan chose a romantic literary movie, and there were many ambiguous scenes in the movie.

Seeing the couple in the front row kissing each other deeply, Yan Jiayi was inexplicably nervous. Zhao Muyuan took a piece of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth, and then went to get a Coke.

Sensing that his breath was getting closer, Yan Jiayi clenched her palms, and the warm breath hit her cheeks. She took the juice on the side and took a big sip.

Zhao Muyuan touched the back of his neck awkwardly and stepped back.

After watching the movie, it was almost ten o'clock.

Zhao Muyuan drove her back to Yan's house, and the two of them stood at the door of the villa.

Yan Jiayi held flowers in her hands. Zhao Muyuan waved to her reluctantly. Yan Jiayi also waved to him. Just as she was about to turn around, Zhao Muyuan called out to her.

Yan Jiayi looked at him puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Zhao Muyuan reached out and helped her tuck the hair from her forehead behind her ears, then lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently, "Jiayi, I wish you a good dream tonight."

Yan Jiayi walked into the villa holding flowers.

It was very quiet in the villa. She changed her shoes and wanted to find a vase to put the roses in. The flowers were blooming just right so that they could bloom for a while longer.

Hearing some movement in the small kitchen in the house, Yan Jiayi walked over and took a look, and saw Yu Zeqiu cooking something inside.

She originally wanted to leave, but Yu Zeqiu turned around when he heard the movement, "Nuan Nuan?"

Yan Jiayi walked out of the door holding flowers and said in a low voice: "Brother."

Yu Zeqiu looked at the beautiful bouquet of roses and asked softly: "Are you hungry?"

Yan Jiayi wanted to shake her head, but hesitated and nodded.

"Sit there and wait." Yu Zeqiu turned around and continued cooking noodles.

Yan Jiayi sat on the chair and looked at him quietly. He was wearing a white T-shirt, and his figure was a little thin under the light.

He seemed to have lost a lot of weight, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

Yu Zeqiu put the cooked noodles in front of her, then went out and quickly came back with a vase and scissors.

He took the flowers on the table, unpacked them, and trimmed them one by one.

"Have you set a time to go abroad?"

Yan Jiayi nodded, "The first of next month."

Yu Zeqiu looked at her with a smile, "I'll see you off then."

Yan Jiayi nodded, lowered her head and took a bite of noodles.

Yu Zeqiu arranged the flowers and pushed them in front of her, "The flowers are beautiful and warm. Zhao Muyuan is a very good boy. Falling in love with him will be a very happy thing."

"I think he's pretty good too."

The noodles are obviously delicious, but they are a bit bitter for some reason.

"Will you leave again?"

Yu Zeqiu sat opposite her and looked at her gently, "I'm not leaving."

Yan Jiayi clenched her chopsticks, "Then when will you get married?"

"Fool, you are my sister. If I hold a wedding, I will definitely notify you."

"I'll be very busy if I go abroad. Maybe I won't have time to come back and attend your wedding."

Yu Zeqiu thought for a moment and smiled helplessly, "At least give me a call to wish me well, right?"

Yan Jiayi also wanted to smile, but unfortunately she didn't have the talent to whitewash peace like him. She just stiffly pulled the corners of her lower lips and said, "I'm full, so I'll go up first."

Seeing that she hadn't taken a few bites, Yu Zeqiu whispered: "I'm not hungry, why did you eat so little?"

Yan Jiayi stood up, "Because the noodles you cooked are too unpalatable."

Yu Zeqiu laughed out loud.

She turned and left the kitchen. Yu Zeqiu watched her disappear, and his eyes fell on the blooming roses, and he kept looking at them for a long time.

He stretched out his hand and touched the flower branch. His fingertips stung and blood flowed out.

The pain in my hand seems to be a little lighter.

Early the next morning, when Yan Jiayi got up, she didn't see Yu Zeqiu. It seemed that everything last night was just a dream for her, but the blooming roses in the vase reminded her that it was not a dream.

Yan Jiayi didn't let herself think wildly. She went out for a run. If she was tired, she wouldn't have the energy to think wildly.

……

Yu Zeqiu drove to the company and saw Pang Miao waiting downstairs.

Pang Miao saw him and came over, holding breakfast in his hand, "Zeqiu, you haven't had breakfast yet. I made this for you myself."

Yu Zeqiu took the things without expression.

Pang Miao looked at him with a smile, "My parents want the two families to have a meal together. Can you make an appointment with Aunt Yu and Uncle Yan?"

Yu Zeqiu also smiled, "Let's eat together, what are we talking about? When will we get married?"

The smile on Pang Miao's face froze, "I still have to go to graduate school, so it's too early to get married."

"Then there's no need to meet." Yu Zeqiu walked into the building directly.

Pang Miao gritted her teeth. Her parents wanted to talk to the Yan family and try to get Yu Zeqiu to join the family business. If he didn't fight for it now, he would definitely not be able to get the family property in the future!

The results of it? What does he mean? Did he think she didn't dare to marry him? Is he laughing at her?

Pang Miao was so angry that she turned around to leave. At a glance, she saw a sneaky figure not far away. Pang Miao looked around and found that she was alone.

She walked over and said, "Are you looking at me? Do you know me?"

Liu Xiaohong looked her up and down, "No, I don't know her. What's your relationship with the boy just now?"

Pang Miao crossed her arms and looked at her coldly, "What does it have to do with you?"

Liu Xiaohong said directly: "You are his girlfriend, right?"

Pang Miao did not deny it, "Do you know him?"

Liu Xiaohong's eyes were red and she held her hand, "Girl, thank you for being willing to be with our Xiaoqiu. I thought I wouldn't be able to see him after I came out, but I didn't expect he was still alive."

Pang Miao pulled her hand back in disgust, "Why is he still alive?"

"Xiaoqiu has had heart disease since he was a child. The doctor said he would not live to be twenty..."