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There is a lot of planning to be done at the beginning of the year, and with Mephisto's help, Xiao Yan can still be considered free.

"Mowen invites you to a private banquet, where we will discuss the supply of jewelry for the clothing exhibition."

Holding the silver tray in his hand, Mephisto handed an envelope sprinkled with gold powder and stamped with wax seal to Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan got a headache when he heard about the banquet. He tore open the envelope, shook it open, and glanced at it twice.

The Blue Star Spring Clothing Fair is under preparation. The Mo family is the only jewelry supplier for this fashion show, and they have a lot of power to decide the participating clothing brands. Talking about it, there is a high probability that Luoxin will be able to participate in the exhibition.

"The scandal incident made Mo Huanxiang disgusted by Xiao Zhi, right?" Xiao Yan asked.

Mo Huanxiang failed to frame Xiao Yan, but was discovered by Xiao Shi.For Xiao Shi, it was intolerable for family members to be discredited, and he definitely couldn't make Mo Huanxiang feel better.

Mephisto said: "There is news of the divorce."

"It's not surprising," Xiao Yan threw the letter on the table, "There is a clear regulation in the Blue Star Clothing Exhibition that participating clothing brands must have a history of more than 50 years. There are more calculations."

"Are you planning to go?" Mephisto persuaded, "If you can participate in the exhibition, it will open up great prospects for the development of the new server."

Participating in the exhibition is not simply for publicity, but also a kind of "gilding".Successful selection proves that the brand is recognized by experts and accepted by the mainstream.

Xiao Yan never cared about "approved by experts, accepted by the mainstream", he smiled and said firmly: "Not going."

"According to the market analysis, I suggest that the master—"

"No." Xiao Yan refused.

If you accept Mo Wen's participation in the exhibition, you will owe him a favor, and the dispute over the interests of the big family is a maze. Once you go in, you can't get out.

On snowy nights in winter, huddling in the hut, roasting the fire, listening to the snow falling outside the window, it is quiet and warm.

——If you ignore the two pets that are flying like dogs.

Dough is a clingy dragon, always wanting to be by Xiao Yan's side.It grew very fast, and stood upright to be as tall as Xiao Yan. When such a big dragon leaned on Xiao Yan's shoulder lazily, Xiao Yan could clearly hear his bones "click".

However, this behemoth will be bullied to the point of crying by a goose that is less than half his height.

The iron dog spread its wings and aggressively blocked Dough in the corner of the wall. As soon as Dough stretched out its dragon feet and wanted to get close to Xiao Yan, the big goose croaked, causing Dough to retract its tentative feet in fright.

"Ow!" Dough called out aggrievedly.

Oh my God, he is already a big dragon. When he was a child, his milky dragon cry was a bit cute, but now he howls, like the suppressed growl of a wild beast, shaking the ceiling and trembling. Can't arouse Xiao Yan's compassion.

"Be brave." Xiao Yan said without raising his head while spreading paper and ink.

The dough huddled in the corner, and was frightened into a ball by the fierce goose: "Wow!"

Master save me!

Xiao Yan was unmoved, he wanted to write a reply letter to Mo Wen.In fact, the reply does not have to be handwritten, and Xiao Yan did not reply formally out of respect, purely because he hadn't practiced calligraphy for a long time, so he took this opportunity to moisten his pen.

Pull out a piece of plain paper, dip it in thick ink, hang your wrist to stop the pen, the first painting falls, and the wet ink shines brightly under the light.Xiao Yan wrote stroke by stroke, calmly and slowly, elegantly and suddenly.

On the other side of the room:

"Goo!"

"Ow."

Boom, boom, creak.Dough inadvertently swung its big tail and knocked on the wall.

Very unpleasant.

"Crack!" The black swan's outstretched wings completely blocked the corner of the wall, Dough didn't dare to take a step, she was so wronged that she shed tears.

A beast weighing more than 500 jins was crying loudly. As soon as Xiao Yan raised his head, he saw that the burly dough was cornered by a goose, and the iron dog kept barking unforgivingly.

Barked like a Pomeranian at a lion.Xiao Yan was amused, and afraid that Dough would be too sad, he stretched out his hand to call Tiegou over.

"Don't bully others." Xiao Yan patted the table, and Tie Gou jumped up sensiblely, looking at Xiao Yan's writing for a while, and turning his neck for a while and barking at the dough.

Finally, the ear was quieter, and Xiao Yan swiped his pen and ink, writing freely and smoothly, and wrote to the signing place in one go.

【Sincere apologies

Xiao Yan. 】

Tie Gou tilted his head and looked at the words "sincere apology", and barked.

Is it okay to apologize, but is it sincere?It comes with a key for three yuan, what kind of thing is he, let us apologize?

Getting angry, the goose's paw got stuck in the inkstone, and he pressed the words "sincere apologies" with a snap.

Xiao Yan: ...?

"I'm about to finish writing and you're making trouble!" He grabbed Iron Dog by the neck and shook it desperately, "How can you send this letter!"

The big goose was blunt and strong: "Goo!"

The black paw prints were like a cold joke. Holding his breath, Xiao Yan folded the letter, stuffed it into the envelope, and wrote on the surface of the envelope: "The business is too complicated, so I cannot accept the invitation."

Based on his understanding, Mo Wen was so busy that he scratched his head, seeing the rejection on the envelope, most likely he would not open the letter to read the details.

Even after reading it, Xiao Yan didn't care about Mo Wen's reaction, he just regretted that a good picture was completely ruined by the paw of the iron dog!

Xiao Yan pointed to his claw webs: "Steam!"

"Dad, you're too licking, right? Luoxin server's qualifications are obviously not enough, but you want to let it participate, so eager to please the surname Xiao?" Mo Qiongxiang sarcastically said.

Mo Wen was annoyed: "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't you like Luo Xinfu's clothes? Dad also likes them, can't you?"

"The rules for participating in the exhibition are written in black and white. Brands must have a history of more than 50 years. If you like it, you can't break the rules."

Mo Wen blew his beard and stared: "You are too naive. Rules are for people at the bottom. As for people at the top, like us, the important thing is not to obey the rules, but to make the rules."

Mo Qiongxiang rolled his eyes: "You still want to flatter people even if you say a thousand words and ten thousand yuan. Since you know that the boss of Lingshan is Xiao Yanru, you can't wait to fly a spaceship to beat people's legs!"

"Shut up!" Mo Wen jumped angrily, "Go back to the room and practice the piano!"

"I'm going to the garden to plant flowers!" Mo Qiongxiang shouted, pulling his neck.

"Go, go, just don't stand in front of my eyes."

Mo Qiongxiang skipped and walked out, when he reached the porch, he suddenly thought of something, turned around and said, "Dad, since we know the shocking secret that Xiao Yanru is not dead, can we make a lot of money by blackmailing Xiao Shi?" ?”

Mo Wen's eyes were darkened, and he couldn't believe how he could give birth to a silly and effervescent daughter: "Extort Xiao Shi?! Do you think I'm slow to die? Get out quickly, I'll be angry when I see you!"

"Cut," Mo Qiongxiang pursed his lips, picked up a silver watering can, and put the straw hat on his head.

"Remember to practice the piano!" Mo Wen shouted, "You will play the piano for the guests at the banquet."

Mo Qiongxiang rolled his eyes to the sky, slammed the door and walked out.She likes banquets, but she doesn't like it so much if she has to practice piano hard and perform in front of people.

"Practicing the piano every day, what is there to practice, I could have happily attended the banquet, it's so annoying!" She muttered as she walked.

The Mo family has been glorious for nearly a hundred years. The family manor is old and charming, and the red brick and tile walls are like a solemn castle.Located near the equator, the four seasons are hot, and even in winter, the garden is lush and green.

"Little flower, little flower~" Mo Qiongxiang hummed a ditty, pushed aside the intertwined green branches, walked along the cobblestone path, and found a piece of bare land.

There used to be a huge statue here. After the statue was removed, there was a land of two meters by two meters left. Mo Qiongxiang claimed the land and used it to grow flowers.

She squatted in front of the small flower field, tilted the silver shower head, and the slender water column under her eyes refracted colorful lights.

"Little Rose, grow up quickly." Mo Qiongxiang smiled like a flower.

Suddenly there were footsteps behind him, and the butler in white came from the main road, holding a letter in his hand.

"Whose letter?" Mo Qiongxiang asked.Usually contact by letter, it's all interesting things like dances and banquets, Mo Qiongxiang immediately regained his spirits.

"It's Mr. Xiao's reply."

"Which Mr. Xiao? Xiao Shi or the one from Lingshan?"

The butler said helplessly, "It's Mr. Xiao from Lingshan."

Mo Qiongxiang stretched out his hand: "Letter to me."

Without waiting for the housekeeper to react, she snatched the letter and sprinted twice among the green bushes, as agile as a hare, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The butler had nothing to do with her. Fortunately, Xiao Yan wrote on the envelope, "I cannot accept the invitation due to complicated affairs."

He didn't pursue it, and turned to do other things.

Mo Qiongxiang returned to the small flower bed, shrank into a cluster of dense branches and leaves, and opened the letter mysteriously to ensure that no one would find her.

This is Xiao Yanru's reply letter, a reply letter from a person who came back from the dead.Mo Qiongxiang held wild expectations, as if Xiao Yan would write down the secret of eternal life on this piece of paper.

The letter is unfolded, the ink is flowing, the ancient meaning is floating, and the small regular script with hairpin flowers on the plain paper is delicate and timeless, which makes people naturally think that the person who wrote this kind of characters should also be rich, handsome, and dignified.

Mo Qiongxiang had never met Xiao Yan before, but he first sketched a silhouette of Chuchen in his heart.

The first line of entry: "It is a great honor to receive your invitation. Things have been busy recently..."

"What, it's an official phrase again." Mo Qiongxiang was immediately disappointed, and wanted to throw the letter aside, but with a sweep of his eyes, he suddenly saw the place where the signature was signed——

A black paw print?

She held the letter and looked left and right. Maybe the paw print was some kind of seal, similar to a family crest.

This idea is self-defeating, the paw print is clear, completely black and pasted on the paper, without any sign of Lingshan.Probably because the ink was not dipped evenly, one side of the paw print was dark and the other was light.

Looking at the outline and size, it should be goose webs.It seems that the ink-stained goose paw was accidentally stepped on.

Mo Qiongxiang couldn't help laughing, what does it mean to add a goose palm in a solemn and elegant letter?She giggled for a while, took out the pen in her small bag, and wrote on the back of the letter:

"I'm Mo Qiongxiang, and I want to go to Lingshan."

Tilting his head and thinking for a while, he added: "Can I pet your big goose?"

"I will arrive at Lingshan on January 1th (the day my father holds a banquet), looking forward to your story of narrow escape."

After finishing writing, Mo Qiongxiang felt a little regretful, it was too informal, like a joke.On second thought, Xiao Yan would send a letter with a goose paw print on it, so he would not be a particularly rigid person.

Mo Qiongxiang picked a rose petal she planted by herself, put it in the letter, and solemnly stuffed the envelope back into the mailbox.