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Xi Qingxi still returned to the main house, because New Year's Eve was approaching.

Since fireworks were banned in China, the taste of the new year has become less and less, and Xi Qingxi, who had no desire for anything, can't even arouse any interest.However, the old people in the family have a traditional way of thinking. Every Chinese New Year, no matter where they are, they must rush home to have a reunion dinner. This strange sense of ritual is especially ironic in a big family with weak family ties.

There are lights and festoons everywhere on the street, and the trees are covered with colorful lights. People seem to be trying their best to make up for the regret that there are no fireworks and firecrackers on New Year's Eve with lively decorations.

Xi Qingxi ran into Xi Mu who hadn't seen her for a long time in front of the gate of Xi's house.

Compared with before, Xi Mu was more calm and less reckless, but the gloom between his eyebrows was still lingering.His eyes fell on Xi Qingxi's face through the car window in a calm and calm manner.

Xi Qingxi didn't take it seriously, stepped on the accelerator and drove across the Garden Avenue, and finally parked the car in an empty square.

The food was already on the table, but Xi Qingxi was not very hungry.Whether it was psychological or physical, he lost his appetite when he saw this group of people.

Mr. Xi's spirit was not as good as before, Xi Qingxi didn't react when he walked in front of him, and he didn't nod until the housekeeper reminded him.

It was only then that he realized that the powerful Xi clan leader in the shopping malls was really old, and maybe he should really let go.

Mr. Xi's cloudy eyes swept around the table and said, "Let's start."

The only difference this year is that there is an extra Xie Jingguo. When Xi Qingxi lowered his head to drink the soup, he took the opportunity to observe his actions.

His movements are elegant, his manners are decent, he obviously comes from a famous family, and he is completely different from Jiang Xingchang.The most similar thing between them is their eyes, which are also warm and pure, like a pool of clear lake hidden in the deep forest.

"I called you back today because I want to say a few things." Before Mr. Xi could finish his sentence, he coughed violently, and everyone present got up quickly with worried faces.

"It's okay." He took the warm boiled water from the butler, and breathed smoothly, "From now on, Qingxi will be fully responsible for the company, and the retiring president will not exceed it."

Mr. Xi turned his head to look at Xi Mu: "You guys will stay in the country from now on, I hope you will stop having unrealistic ideas and listen to Xi Yao's suggestions." He sighed earnestly, "You should also let the child play Fist."

"The last thing, I will go to a nursing home after the Chinese New Year." Mr. Xi thumped his legs and feet, and said with a smile, "I'm full of problems, I can't accept it."

"What are you talking about? You have to live a long life." Xi Qin took some food for Mr. Xi and asked, "Which nursing home are you going to? Can you adapt to the environment there?"

The Dongpo meat is shiny under the light, and it is dotted with green onion, which is full of color, fragrance and taste.The meat is stewed soft and chewy, even if you have bad teeth, you can eat it with relish.

"I have my own sense of proportion, so I don't have to worry about it." Mr. Xi chewed carefully, implying something, "My greatest wish now is to be able to hold a grandson in my lifetime."

Xi Qingxi, who was buried in the food, paused, put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a tissue: "I'm full, eat slowly."

"Qingxi." Old Man Xi stopped him, with a contemptuous tone, "You are 28 this year, how long will you be entangled with that actor?"

Xi Qingxi smiled but said: "It has nothing to do with him, even without him, I don't plan to get married and have children."

He is unwilling to continue his misfortune to the next generation.

"You..." Mr. Xi glared angrily, "I entrusted the Xi family to you, not to let it break in your hands!"

Xi Qingxi disapproved: "Those who can do it." He glanced at Xi Yao and said with a smile, "Of course, it would be great if my family has the ability to take over the Xi family."

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Since tomorrow is New Year's Day, they will all stay overnight at the Xi's main house tonight.Xi Qingxi opened the floor-to-ceiling windows and went to the balcony to enjoy the wind. The icy night wind brought moisture and blew her cheeks sorely, but Xi Qingxi still enjoyed it.The air in this house made him feel uncomfortable all over. He was so sick that even if the cold wind made his limbs stiff, he didn't want to smell the Xi family's breath.

"Om—" The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Xi Qingxi also shook. He took out his phone, and Fang Ruogu's caller ID was displayed.

"Happy New Year! Are you happy today? Have you eaten dumplings? Are there any fireworks?"

"The director knew that we celebrated New Year's Eve, so he specially gave us a holiday."

"Dinner had dumplings, and they filled them with blueberry jam, which is an insult to dumplings!"

"There is also a fireworks show in the square. I took a video and will share it with you later!"

Fang Ruogu said a lot excitedly, then his voice weakened, and he whispered: "Xi San, I miss you."

"Well, I miss you too." Xi Qingxi's emotions were infected by Fang Ruogu, much lighter than before, "I also want to set off fireworks."

Fang Ruogu was groping for something over there. After a while, he shouted in surprise: "I still have a fairy wand here. It was left by my assistant. Do you want to see it and I will let you play it?"

Xi Qingxi had a smile that he didn't even notice, and said, "Okay."

The next second, Fang Ruogu popped up a video call, and squeezed his face and head into the phone screen at close range, which was a little funny.

He fixed the phone, slowly adjusted the appropriate position, and then lit the fairy wand.Clusters of small sparks suddenly bloomed, shining like tiny stars in the sky.

Before the fireworks burned out, he ran further away, waved his arms, and drew a heart for Xi Qingxi with sparks.

"What else do you want to watch?" Fang Ruogu asked out of breath just after exercising, "I'm going to watch the New Year's Eve tonight, I'll accompany you."

"Okay." Xi Qingxi thought for a moment, "Don't worry about it, sit down and rest for a while, let's chat."

Fang Ruogu did as he said, and said, "I still have two months to finish filming here, but the post-production may take two or three years."

"That can't be an empty window. Either go back to China and I'll open the way for you, or stay abroad to pick up a few high-quality scripts."

"..." Fang Ruogu was silent for three seconds, before opening his mouth with difficulty, "I find that you are really puzzled sometimes, I mean, I will be back in two months."

Xi Qingxi suddenly realized, and let out a short low laugh: "I'm sorry, I'm so relaxed in front of you, I always forget to deliberately keep it perfect."

Fang Ruogu took a deep breath: "Do you know how much damage this sentence has on me?"

Xi Qingxi: "Huh?"

Fang Ruogu's voice was deep and long: "I wish I could fly to your side and have sex with you now."

Xi Qingxi: "..." He felt more and more that Fang Ruogu, who had successfully merged, was a bit difficult to control.

"Xi San—" Fang Ruogu's coquettish voice passed through the phone screen to Xi Qingxi's ears, "I want to watch you do it."

"Fuck, brother, are you playing like this?"

The sudden exclamation made the charming lust go out instantly, the video call was hung up hastily, and Xi Qingxi began to be curious about the situation on the other side.