After the wrong flirtation, I became the villain's favorite

The Xie Mansion is very large, but when all the members of the Xie family gathered in the main hall, Song Nihuan realized how deep the Xie family's roots were.

A servant from the mansion outside the capital came to report that since the mansion was built in a flat and wide area, the damage was not as serious as that of Xie Mansion in Yunjing. Only a bridge collapsed.

The center of this earthquake is Yunjing.

The purpose of moving to the villa outside Beijing was to seek refuge and to wait for the Xie family to repair the buildings damaged in the earthquake.

Although there were no maids or servants to report to him, Xie Yunji's presence could not be ignored when he stepped into the main hall.

Seeing that he was still calm and composed and not at all panicked, the people who had gathered in the room a long time ago felt refreshed.

Song Nihuan followed behind him and looked at them secretly. Many of them were faces she had never seen before.

Except for the eldest branch of the Xie family, most of the branches live in separate houses. Although they are separate houses, they are connected. If something happens, they can quickly gather in the main hall, and it will be dark everywhere.

Most of the Xie family members were not seriously injured, their clothes were just stained with dust or scratched.

But he was used to a life of luxury, and when faced with such a sudden change, although he tried his best to remain calm, there was still a look of panic and sorrow on his face.

Suddenly, there was another thunder in the sky, as if it was striking under her feet. Song Nihuan shivered with fear. The next moment, Xie Yunji held her in his arms with one hand and covered her ears with the other.

Completely ignoring the fact that so many people were watching, Song Nihuan's ears turned red and she reached out to gently push him away.

Xie Yunji took it all in, smiled calmly, took her hand very naturally, and directed the housekeeper and servants to pack up the boxes in an orderly manner.

She felt ashamed, yet inexplicably at peace. She was not afraid of anything and shook Xie Yunji's hand vigorously.

In fact, there was nothing to clean up. The house in the suburbs of Beijing was vacant, but the items inside were complete. People just had to go there.

There were several young girls from the Xie family's side branches present, and they exchanged glances with each other. The eldest son had always been well-behaved and orderly. Although he was gentle, he had a faint sense of alienation and was unapproachable. He had never shown his emotions so openly before.

He took a closer look at the woman beside him, they were truly a perfect match.

Xie Yunji's action truly demonstrated his importance and preference for the future bride, and the side branches in the main hall now wisely recognized Song Nihuan as the future mistress.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, she is indeed a qualified good woman, beautiful, respectful, and born as the legitimate daughter of an official family. The first one is the icing on the cake, but this flower is too gorgeous and overshadows the latter two. Or maybe Xie Yunji is too outstanding, so it would be a pity to match him with any other woman.

When I came out of Xie's house, the rain had stopped, but the sky not far away was still flashing a strange red, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, which was indescribably depressing.

Some horses were frightened, some were injured, and the resources for horse-drawn carriages were tight, so nothing else mattered. When such a natural disaster occurred, it was beyond the reach of ordinary people to be able to ride in a horse-drawn carriage.

Song Nihuan was sitting in the carriage with the female relatives. She looked up and saw that they were all young women. They knew her, but she didn't know them.

After the carriage had been moving for a while, Song Nihuan lifted the curtain and looked out, only to see the endless Xie family wall. Only then did she suddenly understand what a wealthy family with hundreds of years of history meant. The Xie family was like a behemoth in the capital. After walking for a while, they found that this was the location of the Xie Mansion.

Xie Yunji rode a horse and walked in the front, his back as sturdy as a pine or bamboo.

A person like a banished immortal walked through the dusty ruins, as if he was not stained by a single speck of dust.

As if sensing her gaze, Xie Yunji turned around and looked at her and smiled at her.

As soon as Song Nihuan turned around, she saw a woman in the carriage with worried eyes, speaking softly to her: "Sister, I... have something to tell you."

"Who are you?" Song Nihuan asked in confusion, but seeing that she seemed to be hesitant to speak, she thought that what she wanted to say could not be told to outsiders, so she sat closer and lowered her voice, "What's the matter?"

The woman looked up at her, as if she had made up her mind, and whispered to her, "I'm Xie Qianqian, the cousin of the eldest son Xie Yunji. I got engaged to Gu's Liulang two years ago, and I should have married him a long time ago, but I put the matter on hold during the mourning period. Now that there's a natural disaster, I want... I want to ask my sister to tell my cousin..."

Before she could finish her words, Xie Qianqian's face turned red.

In fact, she didn't need to finish her words, Song Nihuan already understood most of it.

"Do you want to ask if Gu Liulang is okay?" Song Nihuan asked.

It is really embarrassing for an unmarried girl to ask about her future husband.

But when Xie Qianqian saw the affection between Xie Yunji and Song Nihuan, she couldn't help but feel sad. She couldn't help it, so she had to ask this cousin who was living in the mansion and the future mistress of the Xie family to help ask.

If she were to ask her cousin, who was as gentle as the breeze and bright as the moon, about such matters, Xie Qianqian really couldn't say it.

Xie Qianqian bit her lip and nodded, "Please, sister."

Friendship between young women always comes quickly, especially when there is someone they like.

Song Nihuan whispered with Xie Qianqian all the way. The chaos outside the car seemed to fade a lot as the two women talked about their lovers.

Gu Liulang and Xie Qianqian were not just arranged by their parents, but were a result of love. Although Xie Qianqian was a branch of the Xie family, she was not someone Gu Lang could marry. Gu Lang had to pass the martial arts exam and then he dared to ask someone to come to her house to ask for her hand in marriage.

Xie Qianqian's eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as a painting. She no longer had the fear she had just now. She blushed and said, "Gu Lang is six years older than me. He treats people very steadily."

"Six years old? A bit old..." Song Nihuan blurted out.

"No, no, Gu Lang doesn't look old at all. He is only 23 years old this year." Xie Qianqian said hurriedly, and suddenly remembered something and said, "My cousin and Gu Lang are the same age..."

"..."

The house in the suburbs of Beijing was not too far away, but there were many members of the Xie family, and it was already evening when they arrived in a large crowd.

The house in the suburbs of Beijing is slightly smaller than the Xie family mansion, but it is more exquisite, with pavilions and towers everywhere.

The natural disaster came suddenly. Xie Yunji looked at the extremely clean and tidy house and thought that the servants guarding the house would not have enough time to prepare meals for so many people. If they had to wait for meals, they didn't know when they would get to eat.

He took out a small exquisite cake from his sleeve and handed it to Song Nihuan, whispering in her ear: "Eat some first. It will take some time before we can light the fire and cook."

She took the pastry, still warm from his body temperature, and asked, "Have you eaten it?"

He glanced at her and smiled gently: "I just ate before the earthquake, I'm not hungry."

He asked again: "Have you recognized anyone?"

Song Nihuan knew that he was referring to members of the Xie family, but the women in the carriage just now seemed to be frightened by the sudden natural disaster. Their faces were full of fear, like frightened birds. Except for Xie Qianqian, they did not talk much.

She stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear: "It's not too late yet. But thank you Qianqian..."

Xie Yunji nodded and said, "I see. I'll send someone to ask after everything is settled. I'll accompany you to identify the person tomorrow."

Looking at him turning around to give orders and make arrangements, Song Nihuan felt very warm in her heart.

After this incident, although they have not yet gotten married, Song Nihuan can realize that Xie Yunji is the person closest to her in the Xie family.

And Xie Tan...

He didn't want to expose her. In that case, they should just be uncle and sister-in-law and stick to their duties.

Thinking of this, Song Nihuan looked around, but didn't see Xie Tan. She thought that he was a solitary person and didn't want to hang out with others. Where would he be at this moment?

Although the Xie family had a large population, the servants in the villa were well-organized and soon settled the men and women from each room.

Among them was a petite girl who looked at Xie Yunji with fear and panic on her face in the crowd.

The woman beside her patted her and whispered, "Wan Niang, don't be like this. So many years have passed. Look at the eldest master. How can he be that kind of person?"

The girl called Wan Niang had a gloomy look on her face and hid behind the woman next to her.