"Xiaoyan! Are you okay? Are you injured?"

Qi Yan in the hospital was cooperating with the police in the investigation. Her mother, Xu Weinian, ran over with tears in her eyes and hurriedly checked her body. While observing, she muttered: "How could this happen? There was an explosion suddenly. I heard that there were three cars." It’s scary to chase each other, do you know how scared mom is?”

"It's okay, Mom, I jumped out of the car in time." Qi Yan just learned that what was more serious was the driver of the black jeep. It was said that the rear-end collision was caused by drunk driving during the day.

She didn't believe it.

The next work on the claim was handed over to the lawyer brought by the mother.

On the way home, Qi Yan and Xu Weinian were sitting in the back seat, looking at the buildings and flower beds moving backward outside the window. Qi Yan said lightly: "Mom, I want to get married."

Xu Weinian was shocked. She suspected that there was something wrong with her ears: "What did you say? Say it again."

Qi Yan could only repeat: "I said, I want to get married."

The word 'marriage' gave Xu Weinian a huge shock. You must know that his daughter didn't even want a boyfriend a few days ago.

She first touched her daughter's forehead, tested her body temperature, and murmured to herself: "Did she get knocked unconscious in a car accident?"

Qi Yan: "..."

After a while, Xu Weinian asked tentatively: "You suddenly said that, do you have someone you like?"

"Yes." Qi Yan smiled: "I like Mr. Qi, he is my type."

"Qi Yan?"

"Correct."

Hearing this answer, Xu Weinian breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and sighed: "It scared me to death. I thought you were going to find a male model to marry. Those are just rotten cucumbers. They are indiscreet and just for fun. You can marry them." But no."

Qi Yan had a complicated expression.

Her mother is really...very liberal.

After arriving home, Xu Weinian immediately called his father Qi Miaohua and asked him to inquire about Qi Yan's emotional state.

Unexpectedly, Qi Miaohua is also a reckless person. He went to Qi Yan directly and the first thing he said in person was: "My daughter has fallen in love with you. Is Xiao Qi interested in getting married?"

The teasing tone seemed to be discussing a simple and relaxed cooperation.

Qi Yan couldn't imagine Qi Yan's expression when he heard this, but both his father and mother felt that it was okay to say this. Since their daughter wanted to get married, let's make arrangements. If she couldn't make it, she would just get divorced.

Before getting married, the property must be notarized and all the career and money must be settled. The Qi family has a big business. Even though Mr. Qi is a new business star, he is still far behind Shengcheng Investment Co., Ltd., which has been in business for many years.

Qi Miaohua is confident and confident in protecting her precious daughter.

The next time I saw Qi Yan was at the engagement banquet between the two families a month later.

Speaking of which, this was only the fourth time Qi Yan had met him.

According to the procedure, the engagement ceremony needs to be started by the host after all the guests have arrived. Since the guests present are all friends of the Qi family in the industry and even some friends from the media, Qi Yan's parents are naturally responsible for welcoming the guests.

Qi Yan was doing her makeup and hair in the dressing room behind the banquet hall.

The makeup artist was a young girl. She took out a small transparent round box containing sparkling jewelry, "Miss Qi, your eyes are so beautiful, let me glue a little butterfly on to you."

The small butterfly ornament is about five millimeters, made of rhinestones, and crystal clear. The butterfly wings have a pink-purple gradient and exude a fine sparkle under the light.

This small butterfly ornament finally landed at the end of Qi Yan's eyes.

"It looks good." The makeup artist was extremely satisfied with her finishing touch. "Can I take a photo for you?"

Qi Yan nodded, this small request was nothing.

As soon as the makeup artist took out her mobile phone, the door of the dressing room was pushed open.

The crack in the door opened wider and wider, revealing a straight figure and a gentle and handsome face.

"Mr. Qi." The makeup artist had to put away her phone.

"I'll have a few words with my fiancée."

The man's voice is like cold sparkling water on a hot summer day, and it sounds uniquely gentle in the quiet dressing room.

The makeup artist was young, but just hearing such loving and tender words made her feel like her legs were broken, and she immediately trotted out to give the protagonist some space to be alone.

After the makeup artist left, Qi Yan closed the door. His hands with sinuous veins fell on the rotating door lock, and he turned the button with his thumb and index finger.

With a click, the dressing room door locked from the inside.

Qi Yan glanced out the window calmly. On the second floor, fortunately, there were no railings outside the window, so she could jump at critical moments.

Ever since she knew the purpose of Qi Yan's mission, she could no longer treat him with the normal attitude she had before.

"You seem a little afraid of me?"

Qi Yan walked towards her slowly, his leather shoes hitting the floor making a sound like the ancient bells of Salisbury, Wiltshire, dull and mellow, one after another.

Qi Yan's throat was dry and her heart was beating nervously. She guessed that he wouldn't do anything to her here. This was an engagement party. If she died here, he wouldn't be able to escape his involvement.

After all, unlike her, he can leave easily after completing the mission. If he wants to complete the mission and continue to live well in this world, he can only kill her quietly.

She was always cautious.

So does he.

Thinking of this, Qi Yan relaxed a little and even smiled: "I proposed the marriage, why are I afraid of you?"

Qi Yan was a little surprised by her answer. He walked behind her and stood still, his eyes falling on the makeup mirror.

In the mirror, the girl's face is delicate but not enchanting, with a vague charm, especially her eyes. There is a butterfly perched at the end of the slightly upward eyes. Her eyes seem to be this fairy butterfly. Fly through the drawn arc.

He looked away and put his hands on her shoulders naturally, "Why do you suddenly want to marry me?"

She raised her head, her eyes filled with tiny lights: "Because Mr. Qi is young and promising, and has great looks, but I don't know if he is suitable to be a husband, so I want to give him a try."

"Try?" He raised his eyebrows.

She glanced at his waist and abdomen, and said in an ambiguous tone: "Hmm~"

Qi Yan's pure white fingers picked up a strand of her hair and played with it on his fingertips: "I don't like trial and error. I prefer absolute fit and a sure hit."

There was something in his words, a pun.

But she pretended not to understand, "Are you talking about pregnancy? There is no rush in this matter. Let's get along first. If we get along well, we will then consider having children."

Qi Yan's hand paused.

The head on her neck was handed to his butcher knife, but she was thinking about this?

Or is she pretending to be confused?

Qi Yan's long eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes. He bent down and took the initiative to get close to her red lips, stopping when he could barely touch them.

"Do you need to try kissing first?" he asked politely and restrainedly.

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