Chapter 261 The cold and ascetic warlord vs. the scheming and seductive little doctor (3)

It's just that I have been influenced by traditional culture since I was a child, so I dress conservatively, which makes people look low-brow and unattractive, without anything outstanding.

Ning Xi wanted to change her image. Firstly, she loved beauty. Secondly, the person she wanted to conquer was a cold and ascetic warlord. She had to create sparks in appearance first.

She changed into a cheongsam with a yellow background and white flowers directly in the shop. Her slim waist was not too bulky, showing off her exquisite figure.

The newly done hair is long and curly, and when paired with this cheongsam, her eyebrows suddenly become more vivid.

Ning Xi smiled faintly, and there was pride in her eyebrows, which also added a bit of aura.

The shopkeeper of the tailor shop couldn't move his eyes away as he watched, praising her repeatedly.

None of them expected that after dressing up, Miss Ning would turn out to be a beauty that would captivate the entire country.

When Ning Xi was walking on the street on her return, it started to drizzle.

She held up an oil-paper umbrella and had just taken a few steps when the sound of the system came to her ears.

[Host, the target of the attack, Yan Weishan, is two meters directly behind you.]

Hearing this, Ning Xi turned around and looked, and the water drops from the oil-paper umbrella also fell.

She saw a man in a tall military uniform with a handsome but unsmiling face standing in front of the car holding an umbrella.

He is a soldier and is extremely keenly aware of Ning Xi's gaze.

A pair of sharp eyes glanced over, very imposing.

Their eyes collided in the drizzle.

His military uniform was particularly eye-catching, and everyone around him consciously stepped back. Only Ning Xi looked at him with clear eyes.

"Bang!" The car door closed, and Yan Weishan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, turned in reverse and drove in the direction of Yan Mansion.

Sitting in the passenger seat was a woman dressed in a rather fashionable style, holding a small fan to fan herself. She was none other than Yan Weishan's mother, Song Huiqing.

Song Huiqing turned her head to look at him, sighed and said, "Weishan, it's a pity that your father left early."

When Yan Weishan suddenly heard this, he couldn't help but feel dizzy.

"Mom, if you have something to say, just tell me."

With a "pop" sound, Song Huiqing put away her fan, clapped her palms and said:

"The Ning family has a very deep connection with our ancestors of the Yan family. I heard that Miss Ning's family is eighteen years old this year and has a graceful appearance. The old man has spoken and asked you to meet the girl of the Ning family."

"If everything goes well, we will decide on the marriage as soon as possible."

When Yan Weishan heard this, his frown deepened.

Military affairs accounted for the largest proportion in his life, and marriage was no longer a consideration for him.

He said calmly, "Let's talk about it later."

When Song Huiqing heard this, she immediately hit his arm with a folding fan, "Weishan, you are already twenty-eight this year!"

"Look, none of your cousins ​​have a kid around their knees."

Yan Weishan put one hand on his forehead and said, "There's no rush."

"Not in a hurry?" Song Huiqing took out a silk handkerchief and nodded at the corner of her eyes, with a sad look on her face, "Bochuan, your son is so old that he doesn't even listen to a word from his elders."

Yan Weishan was puzzled and asked, "It must be Miss Ning's family?"

Song Huiqing said, "The Ning family has been kind to our family. Now there are only two brothers and sisters left in the Ning family. I won't worry about Ning Yatou marrying to another family. You are my son. I understand your character. I will never let her down."

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"Today's young people are pursuing new styles and new ideas one by one. After drinking some foreign ink, they are about to divorce the girl from the old family. But they are suffering. Ning girl was so cute when she was young. How can I bear her suffering in the future."

The veins on Yan Weishan's forehead were pulsing.

"Mom, I don't have a single horoscope, so why do you say that I won't be able to marry well in the future?"

Song Huiqing, "There is a one-in-10,000 chance that it won't work. If you make the wrong move, half your life will be lost for a woman."

Yan Weishan listened to her unreasonable words, his resolute face showed no expression, he just nodded and said:

"Okay, you make arrangements and I will make time to meet you."

Song Huiqing immediately beamed with joy, but Yan Weishan said something else.

"I heard that Miss Ning and the young master of the Lin family are seeing each other. If she doesn't want to, don't talk about kindness."

Yan Weishan turned the steering wheel and looked ahead.

He is used to being strong in military and political matters, but he disdains to use this method in personal matters and emotions.

If Miss Ning's heart belongs to someone else, he has no interest in beating up mandarin ducks.

Song Huiqing, "It's not your turn to worry about this matter. I will discuss it with Nephew Ning Xian. Just wait."

…

Ning family.

Ning Xi was leaning on the sofa, with one arm on a pillow, a medical book in front of her eyes, and a yellow orange in her hand that she was peeling.

Ning Rongsheng sat opposite her, shook out a newspaper with both hands, remembered the call she received today, and spoke tentatively.

"Xiao Xi."

Ning Xi pulled the white strands of Orange and raised her head blankly, "Huh?"

Ning Rongsheng's throat rolled, and she said, "Yan Gongguan called today and wants to ask you to meet Yan Weishan. What do you think?"

Ning Xi nodded, "Did the Lin family make it clear?"

"I made it clear last time that you and Lin Yunqin are not destined to be together, so this matter is over."

"As for the Yan family, they are a big warlord who controls one side and has overwhelming power."

"Not to mention these things, I admire Yan Weishan very much. He is upright and aboveboard in his work. I have never heard of any scandal between him and other women. If you are willing to learn more about it, I will support it."

Ning Xi stuffed a piece of orange into her mouth, and the sweet and sour taste instantly filled her mouth.

Yan Weishan is the eldest son of Yan. Ten years ago, Marshal Yan was killed. Yan Weishan, who was only 18 years old at the time, inherited his father's legacy.

Surrounded by a pack of wolves, he took control of his father's inheritance in the shortest time, used thunderous means to rectify and expand, and pushed Yan Gong's mansion to another level.

Now, anyone who sees him should respectfully call him Governor Yan.

Even though others still call him Young Marshal, they know in their hearts that the man in front of them is already the overlord of the party.

She frowned slightly and said, "Okay, I'll let you arrange this."

…

Early next morning.

While having breakfast, Ning Rongsheng said, "Yan Weishan will be here soon."

Ning Xi raised her eyes and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, "Should I avoid it first?"

Ning Rongsheng held her forehead and smiled softly, "Then go to the pillar on the second floor and look at the people first. If you are satisfied, I will see you again."

"Yeah," Ning Xi said, and ran upstairs quickly.

Not long after, Ning Xi heard the concierge coming in to report.

"Master, Governor Yan is here."

Ning Xi stuck her head out in front of the pillars on the second floor and saw Yan Weishan walking in.

He was still wearing a straight military uniform today, as if he had just taken a break from the military camp.

With his hands and feet raised, he looked majestic and majestic.

Ning Xi was peeking upstairs. Downstairs, Yan Weishan was sitting on the sofa talking to Ning Rongsheng.

However, she felt that Yan Weishan seemed to have noticed her, and seemed to have glanced at her from the corner of his eye. She was so frightened that she quickly hid behind a pillar.

When she poked her head out again, Yan Weishan had already stood up, straightened her clothes and said goodbye to Ning Rongsheng.

Ning Xi ran downstairs and saw some theater tickets on the coffee table.

She pressed her fingers on the table and asked, "Is this what he left behind?"

Ning Rongsheng had a smile on her lips and seemed quite satisfied with Yan Weishan.

"Well, you have the right to go out and have fun this weekend."

"But if you don't like him just now, then forget it."

"It's not like our Ning family can't afford to support you. I'm happy for you to stay at home for the rest of your life."

Ning Xi laughed playfully, "Brother, you'd better find a wife as soon as possible. I'll stay at home and stare at you."

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