Lan Jia smiled without answering, pointed to her car across the street and said, "I'm sober, can we go for a drive?"

At night, the road was spacious and spacious. Lan Jia was driving her Q7 skillfully, and she was soaring quickly. Xia Xiaobei rolled the car window down, and the cold wind in early winter blew on her face with great force, which made her feel crisp and painful. She shivered from time to time, but she felt very happy.

Lan Jia drove more and more to the suburbs, and soon there was no one in the fields.

Xia Xiaobei was excited and stuck his head out of the window and shouted. The wind was blowing in the suburbs, and her voice spread into the wind, and then echoes came from the darkness.

Lan Jia looked at her and smiled, then suddenly leaned out of the window and shouted: "What a man is! Fuck it, I am Wei Lanjia!"

Lan Jia, a little girl, can speak slutty, and she was not surprised at all. In the past, a young literary man wanted to play Lan Jia. He heard that she was writing novels, so he pretended to sit opposite her to discuss with her.

As a result, Lan Jia said directly: "Brother, I have never read those pretentious ones. I just wrote pornographic novels. I know more about the SM-like simulator. Let's talk about it in a different topic?"

The young man's face suddenly seemed to have knocked over the palette and ran away in shame. When Xia Xiaobei thought of the words "sm" and "explosive" popping out of the mouth of a famous lady with a pretty red family, he couldn't help laughing.

Lan Jia glanced at her: "Xia Xiaobei, it sounds so ugly when you smile!"

She laughed wildly: "Can anyone really make a silver bell-like laugh like you write in your novel? Why don't you give me a smile?"

"Fuck it nonsense!"

They were so crazy all the way east, and Lan Jia almost treated the car as a flying saucer. The road conditions in the suburbs were even worse, and only a street light was flashing and some even broke down. Xia Xiaobei poked her and said, "Sister, please click on it casually, my youth is still sunny."

She stepped on the brakes quickly, and threw Xia Xiaobei so much that she almost pressed her head into the steering wheel. Even the airbag was stretched out and stuck firmly on her chest.

Lan Jia smiled completely without any image, pointing at her fingers, and couldn't say a complete sentence.

"You...you are still young...you are all fucking kids..."

Xia Xiaobei looked serious: "Comrade, you are murdering."

The two laughed together, their throats hoarsely due to the yelling just now. Lan Jia took out two bottles of mineral water from the back of the car and threw it to her: "What should you do when you go to work tomorrow?"

She chuckled: "Don't worry. I'll fire our boss's squid."

Lan Jia turned off the car, and even the last shimmer of light at the taillights went out. The surroundings were extremely dark, and waves seemed to be heard from a distance. She glanced at the street sign when she was crazy just now. Most of the time she drove to Jinshan, not far from the sea.

With no fingers in sight, the two of them leaned against the front cover of the car. Lan Jia took out the lighter and asked her, "Don't you mind?"

She shook her head, and a tiny spark of fire lit up in the darkness. A faint smell of cigarette spread. After a while, Lan Jia smiled softly and said, "Xia Xiaobei, I really envy you. At least you still have Xia Nan."

Xia Xiaobei was dissatisfied: "Depending on your conditions, when will you want a child? There are still a bunch of men behind you? "

But she shook her head, sighing slightly: "There will be no more..."

She took a deep breath of cigarette and laughed: "Come on this dark night, let me tell you a story."

"Many years ago, there was a girl who was very pure and yearning for life. She knew a boy with excellent wealth and appearance. In the most brilliant college years in his life, what a wonderful time and what an unforgettable love. The girl once conceived a child for a boy, but at that time they were still young and no one noticed it.

Later, something happened to the girl's house, and the boy tried his best to help her, and even broke up with her family. Later, just like all the old-fashioned plots in romance novels, the boy's parents found the girl and finally let the girl understand that they were all too young and had many things to do. The girl said nothing and took the boy's parents' money to study abroad.

It was only then that she realized that she had been pregnant for three months. She didn't have the courage to do it, so she went for an abortion. There was a little accident during the operation, and the girl could never get pregnant again."

When Lan Jia said the last sentence, Xia Xiaobei suddenly raised her head and looked around her. The surroundings were very dark. She actually couldn't see Lan Jia's expression clearly, and the smoke between her fingers was extinguished just right.

It took a long time for Xia Xiaobei to calm down. He looked into the vast night and asked, "What later? After many years, this girl returned to China. The story should have a follow-up development, right?"

"Yeah." She nodded, slowly lit another cigarette and blew out a sip of clouds: "Later...it was actually like a bad script. The boy had a successful career and married a beautiful and virtuous wife. The family was happy. The girl met the boy unexpectedly somewhere, and neither of them sighed..."

Xia Xiaobei asked: "The key is, does the girl still love that boy in her heart? Can she not forget the girl?"

She waited for a long time, but Lan Jia didn't answer. A ray of fish belly was white in the distance, and the mist in the morning was little by little. Lan Jia snatched out the last cigarette, looked at her face, and smiled bitterly: "So what if you love it or not? It's just a trace of obsession, just a demon in your heart."

Xia Xiaobei was stunned for a moment, and Lan Jia suddenly fell on her shoulder, hammered her temples and said, "The head hurts so much!"

This woman!

When she drove back to the city in the morning, it was already seven or eight o'clock. Lan Jia wanted to take her back. She waved her hand and said, "I don't want to be arrested with the woman driving with the hangover." She told her to go back and rest quickly, and then got off the car and took a taxi.

She went home and took a shower and changed her clothes before rushing to Huanyu. Being late was inevitable.

Several colleagues in the secretary's office greeted Xia Xiaobei politely and unfamiliarly when they saw her for a long time. As soon as they sat down in the seat, they received Lei Yunze's insider. The content was very short: order a bunch of flowers for him and ask him if Miss Ouyang has time to have dinner together in the near future.

She hung up the phone and cursed in her heart. What a fickle radish? As soon as her girlfriend came, her feet had not yet stood firm, he started eating what was in the bowl and thinking about what was in the pot.

But she still called Huaxing to ask with conscientiously. Lei Yunze hadn't contacted Ouyang Shasha for a while. At one point she thought they had broken up, but she didn't know why he suddenly remembered it today. She thought about it carefully and found that what Miss Ouyang liked seemed to be lily...

When she was calling, Xiao Liu on the other side also called to make an appointment with the restaurant. I heard that the president was going to have a family gathering with his fiancée and his mother tonight. Look, this guy is in Cao's mind and Han, who is talking about their president.

Nearly noon, her colleagues went down to the cafeteria for dinner. She was about to get up when the automatic door of the secretary's room suddenly opened and a woman walked in.

Xia Xiaobei looked over and felt shocked. The woman was wearing a strong black and cashmere coat, which was not only not bloated, but also looked tall and elegant. She surrounded her shoulders with a Christmas red shawl, and the classic combination of red and black. Taking advantage of the woman's brilliant face, she was amazingly beautiful.

But she knew this person.

Lei Yunze's fiancée, Wen Ziyan.

The young lady who came back from studying abroad did have her dressing tastes unique. She couldn't figure it out. She didn't want to leave such a beautiful lady, Lei Yunze, but she wanted to find a vulgar pink like Ouyang Shasha.

She admired her for a moment, greeted her in very enthusiastically, and said with a smile: "The president is still inside. Do you want me to call him for you?"

Wen Ziyan hurriedly stopped her and called her affectionately: "Miss Xia."

She nodded and said, "Sit down for a while, why don't I make a cup of coffee for you?"

Wen Ziyan sat on the reception sofa and asked her: "Miss Xia, are you busy?"

She turned around while washing the coffee cup and said simply: "What's wrong? If you have something to do, say that your business is the president's business, and I have no choice."

Wen Ziyan was amused by her tone. Her green fingers covered her chin and her bright red lips were only half exposed. She sighed that the beauty is so pleasing to the eye and looks so beautiful when she smiles.

She smiled for a while before explaining her purpose: "That's right. I used to study abroad and went to Sinan Road, and I always wanted to go and see it, but vincent has been very busy with work recently. I don't want to disturb him, and I don't recognize the way myself, so I want to ask Miss Xia for help."

Xia Xiaobei was stunned for a moment, and said a long "Oh" and thought to himself that who is not easy to choose this young lady, why did she choose her? But he said, "Okay, very happy. I have to ask the president for a leave first."

Wen Ziyan was also very polite: "I'm so sorry, so presumptuous. Last time I saw Miss Xia at the airport, I always felt very close, so I came to find you today."

She suddenly realized that it was probably the collector's version of the wedding ring that made her feel like she was in love.

She went to ask Lei Yunze for instructions, and Lei Yunze frowned slightly, as if unhappy. After a while, she said in English to Wen Ziyan: "Come back early, don't bother others for too long. Have dinner with mother tonight."

Wen Ziyan spoke to him in soft and glutinous English, with a very authentic and standard British pronunciation, and her slender and sweet voice, even Xia Xiaobei was drunk when she heard it.

Lei Yunze's eyebrows, which had been frowning, finally stretched a little, and held Wen Ziyan's hand and explained for a while. The woman sometimes smiled, sometimes rubbed her arms obediently, and she was really a perfect match! Especially the pair of perfect matches and skillful English she still couldn't understand!

Suddenly, Lei Yunze seemed to notice that she was looking at them, and suddenly turned her head to look at her. The light in her deep black eyes was unstable. She was so scared that she immediately lowered her head, letting the couple have sweet sweetness, and never dared to take a sneak peek again.

Wen Ziyan took Lei Yunze's car keys and drove her on the road together. Seeing the beauty skillfully pulling the clutch and starting the car, she felt ashamed. It was so useless. Every beauty around her would drive. She would also tell Shaoqian to sign up to learn how to drive.

The beauty is abroad all year round and is not familiar with domestic traffic rules, so she drives very slowly.

She explained with a shy smile: "I have always driven on the left in the UK and I am not very used to it."

Xia Xiaobei said: "It's okay. I usually take the subway and don't recognize the way. Wait for me to flip through the map."

After asking the traffic police again at an intersection, the two of them drove onto the elevated road with confidence and heading towards Luwan District. Wen Ziyan kept looking around and exclaiming from time to time, "Ah, where is this?" Ah, I've seen it in the photos over there! And so on."

Xia Xiaobei explained to her very diligently. She was not very familiar with some newly erected buildings. She thought that she would have to be a tour guide if she had known to be a secretary and a tour guide.

After getting off the elevated road, the road surface became a little blocked. Wen Ziyan sighed: "Shanghai has changed a lot in recent years."

Xia Xiaobei nodded and agreed: "Yes, you didn't watch the World Expo, and there were traffic jams in the whole city every day."

She thought this joke was nothing, but Wen Ziyan giggled very much. She immediately remembered the "silver bell-like laughter" she mentioned when she talked to Lan Jia last night. Naturally, she also remembered Lan Jia's rough swear words, and suddenly felt chills.

They parked their cars nearby. Wen Ziyan was already excited when he saw the neat French sycamore on both sides of the road, and took out his camera and took photos.

Xia Xiaobei put his hands in his pocket and followed her slowly. She turned her head excitedly and said to her: "I have seen it in the book, saying that this place was originally the French Concession, and the French stipulated that only Western-style villas were allowed to be built, so this is the way."

"Oh..." Xia Xiaobei nodded with a slight understanding. She has been in Shanghai for so many years, and when she mentioned Sinan Road, she remembered the words "Shanghai" and "Little Bourgeoisie". She really doesn't know these historical and cultural things.

"You know so much. You must love reading books very much." She sincerely praised her.

Wen Ziyan smiled, stroked her fingers across her cheeks, and combed a strand of scattered hair behind her ears: "After vincent returned to China, I was often bored by myself, so I had to read books to pass the time."

It turned out that they were classmates studying abroad. The beauty was really different from hers. For example, she was so tired that she wanted to jump into the bed and have a big sleep after work.

Sinan Road is actually a small road in Luwan District. It is connected to Huaihai Middle Road to the north, and the total length is only 1,500 meters. As Wen Ziyan said, it concentrates the most beautiful Western-style garden villas in Shanghai, such as Zhang Ailing, and literati like to come here to pretentiously. Because Western architecture combines the Chinese alley culture, it is also called the "villa area in the alley". Of course, the land price of this area is really the platinum level in the villa.

Wen Ziyan was like a child, counting the door numbers on the wall one by one. When she counted the classic household, she stopped to take pictures. Xia Xiaobei saw that she was in a hurry, so she said, "Is it rare for you to come here without leaving a shadow? I'll take pictures for you."

Her eyes were bright and bright: "Is that OK? Thank you, Miss Xia."

She said: "It's nothing." She took the SLR in her hand and started to select the angle.

Xia Xiaobei looked at the woman standing under the mottled wall through the lens, her eyebrows were picturesque, almost integrated into the memories of old Shanghai in the 1920s and 1930s, and her every move was the most perfect pose. She sighed and quickly pressed the shutter. The beauty ran towards her, took the camera and said, "thankyou." She fiddled and asked again, "Miss Xia, will I take a photo for you?"

She felt guilty. With a beauty in front of her, how could she dare to pose again? After talking nonsense for a while, she suggested that she sit in the nearby Xintiandi.

As soon as she entered the alley of the arch, Wen Ziyan changed direction and went straight into a shop selling tea sets. The decoration in the store was antique, and a set of painted tea sets were placed in the glass window, which looked good. In the past, she brought friends to visit, and some people bought them and took them back to make souvenirs. Later, she saw the same one at the street stall in the night market, and the price was ten times cheaper. She suddenly screamed in her heart: Black! It's so dark! This black heart is almost catching up with the real estate developers!

So when Wen Ziyan asked her "what set looks good", she absent-mindedly pointed it casually, thinking that this kind of shop is specifically for ignorant young ladies like you.

Unexpectedly, Wen Ziyan really heard her and asked the clerk to pack the crystal tea set she pointed at. While paying, she said, "Aunt Qin's biggest hobby is drinking tea, and she has always been interested in collecting tea sets. Do you think she would like this set?"

Xia Xiaobei nodded guiltily and was nervous: You want to give it to your future mother-in-law, and you still let people point fingers and buy it? If you have a mess of relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, it has nothing to do with me. I am innocent, innocent, innocent...

But I think it's no big deal. Who doesn't like such a caring daughter-in-law? Even if the gifts are not suitable for you, I feel happy.

Wen Ziyan held the gift bag and turned her head to say to herself: "What should I buy for vincent?" She raised her face and asked Xia Xiaobei: "Miss Xia, you are with vincent every day, do you know what he likes in normal times?"

Money, woman. Xia Xiaobei almost blurted out.

After thinking for a while, I picked up the safest and most meaningless statement: "He loves you so much, he will be happy whatever you give."
To be continued...