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‘When they came out of the hotel, it was snowing lightly outside. There was a thin layer of snow, and the flower baskets were scattered on the ground. The hotel staff was tidying up outside while complaining and sighing.
The wind and snow blew along the road, and the streets were desolate.
“Let’s go eat hotpot,” Duan Linbai suggested. Winter and hotpot were the most suitable.
“Okay, there happens to be a Haidilao nearby. It’s my treat.” As soon as Yu Manxi finished speaking, Fu Sinian bent down and fastened the buttons of her coat one by one, looking affectionate and gentle.
“Tm not going, It’s too late.” Fu Yuxiu didn’t dare eat at the same table as Qiao Xiyan. It was too awkward.
According to the logic of ordinary elders, they would definitely urge him to stay.
But Fu Chen said directly, “Okay, I won’t send you back. Take a taxi back yourself.”
“Okay.” Fu Yuxiu said goodbye to everyone and left first.
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‘When the group arrived at Haidilao, it was already past 10 p.m., but there were surprisingly many people.
They were all dressed formally. As soon as they appeared, they attracted the attention of many people. They found a relatively secluded corner and sat down. There were even bold people who came to ask for Duan Linbai’s autograph and a group photo.
A certain someone was shaking his legs and humming a hip-hop song, At this moment, he looked as elegant as a nobleman.
This was the first time Qiao Xiyan had come out to eat with them, so he sized Duan Linbai up from the corner of his eye. He’s also an actor.
‘When everyone ordered, Duan Linbai ate the snacks the restaurant had given them while asking, “Should we call Hanchuan?”
“He should be asleep now.” Fu Sinian had been taught well by Old Master Fu recently and was already very considerate. He was pouring water for Yu Manxi.
Yu Manxi was scrolling through the tablet and ordering food.
“No, I’ll call him.” Fu Chen then sent Jing Hanchuan a message.
[We’re going to have a late-night snack together. Are you coming? If you’re not, I’ll send some to you personally later.
“Who is he calling?” Qiao Xiyan lowered his voice and asked Song Fengwan.
“Jing Hanchuan, Sixth Master Jing of Chuanbei,” Song Fengwan explained.
Qiao Xiyan frowned. The Jing family?
Isn’t that a warlord and underworld family?
Scenes from certain Hong Kong movies instantly surfaced in his mind
The big brothers in society were all bare arms and had tattoos below their necks.
Azure dragon on the left, white tiger on the right, Lord Gong drinking wine, big gold chain and small watch, a few little brothers behind him.
Fu Chen hangs out with these people?
What kind of boyfriend did my cousin find?
“Is he coming?” Duan Linbai raised his eyebrows.
“Coming,” Fu Chen put down his phone.
The tablet was passed over and finally landed in Duan Linbai’s hands. “Little Sister-in-Law, Niece-in-Law, what do you two want to drink?”
“Coke.” Song Fengwan smiled.
Yu Manxi said, “I want soy milk.”
The few of them didn’t drink alcohol and only drank some tea. They didn’t expect Duan Linbai to add strawberry juice in the end.
Qiao Xiyan thought that he had ordered it for the girls and didn’t take it to heart.
About twenty minutes later, Fu Chen’s phone vibrated. Jing Hanchuan had arrived.
“Tll go pick him up.” Fu Sinian, sitting on the outermost seat, got up and walked out.
Qiao Xiyan originally thought that this legendary big shot of the Jing family would definitely be tall and burly. He didn’t expect him to look extremely elegant. There was no ruthlessness in his eyes, and he was even exceptionally delicate.
He looked unrestrained and natural.
“Sorry, I’m late.” Jing Hanchuan was only unfamiliar with Qiao Xiyan, so he stretched out his hand to him. “Jing Hanchuan.”
“Qiao Xian.”
The two of them shook hands. Qiao Xiyan raised his eyebrows slightly. He had always heard that the Jing family had an underworld background, but there were no calluses on the webbing between his thumb and index finger. If he was someone who had held a gun for a long time, there should have been
traces.
“Here, I ordered it for you.” Duan Linbai pushed the strawberry juice to him.
Qiao Xiyan almost choked on his tea. This big shot drinks strawberry juice?
“He likes sweets. He ate almost all the coconut cakes I brought from Nanjiang,” Song Fengwan whispered.
Jing Hanchuan arrived late. Qiao Xiyun originally thought that he would add a few more dishes, but he didn’t expect him to only want an almond cake.
Qiao Xiyan coughed twice. Does this big shot have a girl’s heart?
The meal lasted until past midnight. The topics they chatted about mainly revolved around Fu Sinian and Yu Manxi. The two of them had already obtained their marriage certificate, so there was naturally no need to go through procedures like getting engaged.
Dai Yunging had wanted to help them hold the wedding at the end of the year. But considering that Old Master Fu’s birthday had just passed, and the family had been busy for a month or two, it was postponed until the start of spring next year.
“Spring is good. Winter in Beijing is too cold. If you wear a wedding gown, you’ll shiver from the cold.” Duan Linbai’s chopsticks never stopped. His mouth was red from the spices, but he kept eating.
“Yeah, so I want to hold the wedding when the weather is warmer.” Yu Manxi smiled.
Song Fengwan was eating with her head lowered when Fu Chen suddenly leaned over and whispered into her ear, “Wanwan, let’s get married in spring too, okay?”
“Cough—” She was so frightened that she choked on the chili. She only felt better after drinking more than half a glass of water. He’s thinking too far ahead.
“I’s Christmas tomorrow, and it’s almost the new year. Do you have any plans?” Duan Linbai had followed Fu Chen overseas for the new year last year and came back blind. He had been extremely depressed.
“We have an event at the station,” Yu Manxi said.
“Eldest Nephew, are you going to be alone?” Duan Linbai was about to laugh wantonly when Fu Sinian said.
“People can bring their familie:
Caught off guard by the public display of affection, Duan Linbai coughed twice and looked at Fu Chen. “What about you and Little Sister-in-Law?”
“We’re going overseas, but…” Fu Chen changed the topic. “There’s no place for you in our two-person world. ”
“F*ck you, Am I that insensible? Be a third wheel?” Duan Linbai could only place his last hope on Jing Hanchuan. “You should be fine.”
“Tm going overseas to accompany my parents,” Jing Hanchuan said.
“F*ck, when did you become a filial son?”
“My mom misses me. My dad said that if I’m not going, he’ll come back to pick me up personally.” Jing Hanchuan liked the quietness at home. He didn’t want to go anywhere unless there was something important.
“F*ck, your dad would definitely tie you up and throw you onto the plane.”
Jing Hanchuan coughed twice and lowered his head to eat the almond cake.
“By the way, there’s been no news of Huai Sheng recently. Where did the little monk go?” Duan Linbai recalled the fear of being dominated by the little monk’s wooden fish last year. “I don’t think there’s been any news about the matching.”
Song Fengwan remembered going to the old Fu residence and hearing that Huai Sheng and his sister had gone up the mountain. Then there was little news.
“They weren’t a match.” Fu Chen took a sip of warm water. “Without a suitable match, his family doesn’t have the money to stay in the capital’s hospital. Chemotherapy bummed money, and the child suffered. His parents were detained, so his grandmother brought the child back to the county hospital.
“Huai Sheng followed them back to their hometown. The child has relapsed again, and his condition is severe. Even if he has a suitable match, he might not be able to survive through this winter. When the time comes, Huai Sheng will be back.”
Chemotherapy would destroy a person’s body functions, and the child’s body had long been overloaded.
“He should bring his sister over when the time comes. My parents want to support her to finish university. His sister said that she’s already troubled us too much, so she hasn’t let us talk about these things. She said that they don’t need so-called sympathy or pity. Everything will be fine.”
The lively atmosphere at the dining table instantly died down.
Sometimes, when you had a serious cold, you would feel sore all over. You would feel weak and powerless in front of illnesses, let alone serious illnesses.
After the gathering ended, when everyone went out, it was snowing outside. The cold wind blew the snowflakes, making people feel cold all over
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The next day was Christmas, and New Year’s Day was only a few days away. Beijing University held a two-day gala.
In the last two or three days of December, Song Fengwan was already preparing what she needed for her trip. Qiao Xiyan was about to leave for Suzhou too. Before leaving, he naturally invited her two roommates to a meal.
The moment Hu Xinyue saw Qiao Xiyan, she wished she could hide under the table. Last time, it was because of her that Song Fengwan and Fu Chen were exposed. But
He was Old Master Qiao’s grandson.
To be honest, she didn’t notice it before. But now, the more she looked at him, the more she felt that he resembled Old Master Qiao.
“Yating, he really looks a lot like Old Master Qiao.”
Miao Yating was speechless. “He’s his biological grandson. They definitely look alike.”
Since it was Qiao Xiyan’s treat, Hu Xinyue and Miao Yating planned to toast him with a cup of tea. “Mr. Qiao, thank you for treating us.”
“You’re welcome. I’ll have to trouble you to take care of Wanwan in the future. Just like last time, let me know if anything happens.” Qiao Xiyan’s eyes were like the deep sea as he smiled meaningfully.
Song Fengwan coughed twice and kicked Hu Xinyue under the table. If not for this pig roommate, Third Brother wouldn’t have been beaten.
Qiao Xiyan’s words were too heartbreaking. Hu Xinyue’s face flushed red, and she smiled awkwardly. This meal would definitely cause indigestion.
Before Qiao Xiyan left, he specially reminded Song Fengwan about something.
“.. [lmow, Be careful. You’ve said it many times.” Song Fengwan found him naggy.
“Girls have to protect themselves when they go out.”
“Okay,” Song Fengwan replied in a low voice.
“Tbought you some snacks and food. Alright, I’m leaving now.” Qiao Xiyan brought out a large supermarket shopping bag from the trunk of his car.
Hu Xinyue and Miao Yating were envious. The country owes me a brother.
“Drive safely. Call me when you get home.” Song Fengwan took the shopping bag.
After separating, Song Fengwan returned to her dorm room and prepared to put away the snacks in the shopping bag.
White Rabbit Milk Tea, potato chips, chocolate… and
A box of condoms!
Song Fengwan recalled Qiao Xiyan’s advice about protecting herself and blushed. My cousin is definitely a devil!
