Xie Mingsheng turned around and looked at Xie Qingfang and smiled: "Qingfang, this is Sister Lou Yan. We had fun together when we were young."

Ding Louyan raised his eyes and looked at him, lowered his eyes, and smiled and called out, "Brother Qingbang."

Xie Qing looked at Ding Louyan sideways, and his cold eyes swept across Yanzhi and looked at Ding Louyan again. He nodded slightly and replied, "Sister Louyan."

Yanzhi almost burst into tears when she heard this sound. How long has it been since she heard his voice? It was so long that she blurred her memory.

Yanzhi was glad and felt sarcastic. It was not good for him to be, but Xie Qingfang was the one.

Xie Qingfang, Xie Qingfang, who is the most scheming in his life and has ulterior motives, is the supporting role who is driven by Xie Mingsheng's love disaster, and is her... her old enemy in this life.

Yanzhi was worried. She was afraid that she would not be able to help Xie Mingsheng wholeheartedly this time. If he were Xie Qingfang, she would really not be sure to deal with him.

"Miss, I'm still waiting for us at that place." Madam Liu said behind her. Her lady could not talk to the outsider for too long, so as not to make her reputation worse.

"I haven't seen my aunt for a long time. Since I met her today, I should go to see her." Xie Mingsheng obviously noticed this, but he was unwilling to separate before he talked to her for a few words, so he proposed this.

"Okay, my mother often mentions Brother Mingsheng, and I must be very happy to see him today." Ding Louyan's beautiful eyes softened, and she looked at him with a look.

Yanzhi sighed in her heart. This is really a difficult situation. As long as they are not blind, they will naturally fall in love with such a top beauty at first sight. She can do nothing and can only watch the thread get entangled together. She is so heartbroken.

Seeing that Xie Mingsheng's eyes showed a bit of evidence, Yanzhi knew that he was in the game. She sighed in her heart and looked at Xie Qing's side again.

He was hanging his eyelashes and wondering what he was thinking, as if he had noticed someone was gaze. He looked up and looked over. His cold eyes kept seeing Yanzhi's heart, and her heart trembled.

She... seemed to see a hint of disgust in his eyes.

He turned his head and looked at the rain outside, and said to Xie Mingsheng: "I'll pick her up when the fourth sister is coming. I'll bother me to greet my aunt on my behalf."

Xie Mingsheng slapped his head and said annoyedly: "I forgot this! OK, go quickly, so she will lose her temper again if it is too late."

The difference between legitimate and illegitimate illegitimate is different, and because of his identity, Xie Mingsheng didn't notice that there was something wrong with his tone, but Yanzhi felt a bit domineering when he heard it, which was obviously used to it in the past.

Xie Qing turned his head and didn't take the servant, and there was not even a person holding an umbrella around him. Naturally, Xie Mingsheng's servant could not take the initiative to hold an umbrella for him.

As the eldest son of Xie Mingsheng, Xie Mingsheng has always been considered by others, and he never needed to think about others. He had no unnecessary thoughts when he watched Xie Qingfang walk out of the corridor from the corridor to the outside of the garden.

Ding Louyan looked at Xie Qingfang who was leaving in the rain, and then looked at Xie Mingsheng who was indifferent, and couldn't help but feel pity. She opened her lips and said, "The rain is a bit heavy, and it will get wet in a while. I have two umbrellas here, which can be borrowed from Brother Yu Qingfang."

Seeing that Ding Louyan was so considerate and had a little bit of affection, Sister Louyan was indeed beautiful and kind-hearted.

"That's great, so thank you sister Lou Yan." Xie Mingsheng reached out and bowed to thank him, but Xie Qing had already walked away, and even if he called him, he couldn't hear him.

Ding Louyan said to Yanzhi on the back, "Yangzhi, go and hold on for Mr. Xie."

Yanzhi bent over and responded, quickly stepped out of the corridor a few steps, held up an umbrella and rushed towards Xie Qing's side to leave.

The summer flowers in the garden were trembling by raindrops, and the crystal water droplets slid down the delicate and dripping petals, making them more clear and beautiful.

Yanzhi rushed forward along the mottled gravel road, but he didn't see Xie Qing side. The garden was well-connected, so Yanzhi didn't know which road he had gone.

Yanzhi stood on the gravel road with an umbrella and felt helpless, and said with emotion: "Young man just walks fast, I can't stand it."

While he was struggling, he found a line of sight falling on her as if it was a substance. She looked to the side and Xie Qing stood under the eaves not far away. Through the sparse rain, he looked at her silently. His eyebrows and eyes were wet with the raindrops, making him look misty, and his whole body looked more and more cold and elegant.

I have to say that when he had a birthmark in his last life, his appearance was unstoppable. Now that he has no birthmark and looks so cold and deserted, it makes people dare not take a look, for fear that no one will have any evil thoughts.

When Yanzhi saw him standing under the eaves sheltering from the rain, she couldn't help but wonder, didn't she say she would pick up Miss Four?

Why is it like this now? I just watched me run past me without reminding me. Will it make him exhausted or what?

Yanzhi's heart was twisting and there was no trace of her face. She quickly walked up to him with an umbrella, lifted the umbrella high, and the raindrops drifted in slightly, falling on Yanzhi's face, showing the thin fluff on her face, which looked particularly tender. She brought a few humility and pleasing things that a servant should have, "Young master, I will give you an umbrella." This expression and tone should be rated by hundreds or eighty. The maid who has been sixteen years has really not been in vain.

Xie Qing's sideways eyes fell on her face, and after a moment, he suddenly asked, "How old are you?"

This question without any end made Yanzhi break the effort. She suddenly ignored the trembling humble attitude that the maid should have, and replied in surprise: "It's sixteen."

After hearing this, Xie Qingban raised his eyebrows slightly, stopped talking, stepped down the steps, and raised his robe slightly brushed across the corner of the rouge coat, and walked forward.

Yanzhi hurriedly held the umbrella and followed a few steps behind, lifting it over his head, covering the continuous rainfall in the sky.

The rain fell along the bones of the umbrella, and the umbrella could not stop the two of them. Yanzhi held the umbrella high and did not let him wet the corner of his clothes. Most of his body was outside the umbrella, and the dress was already wet, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable when it stuck to her body. The early summer rain was still a little chilling, and she felt a little chill.

Just as she walked through the yard for the third time, Yanzhi couldn't help but cough and said helplessly: "You are angry that I offended you just now, it's time to calm down." She paused, and thought of Ye Rongzhi, and felt a sense of bitterness in her heart, and said slowly: "If I haven't calmed down, I'll let myself get wet. Don't have to work so hard to walk so many more roads."

If it were someone else, she would not have such good patience.

He was Ye Rongzhi. Even if he beats her and scolds her, she would never fight back. Maybe he would have to coax him to beat him with a stick to avoid hitting his hands.

Xie Qing turned to look at her when she heard this. Seeing that her clothes were wet, the rain dripped down her hair, and the black hair was stuck on her white forehead, making her look even weaker and more deceptive.

He raised his hand and took the umbrella she raised high, held it above her head, and looked at her coldly. The sound of the last life was as clear as water splashing jade, and this life was a bit muted. "You also know that it was offense, staring at the man casually. The Ding family has always been rigorous in family tradition, but he didn't expect that the servants were so unrestrained and frivolous, and did not know the rules."

Yanzhi couldn't help but sigh. Ye Rongzhi respected her in the last life, but she didn't even say a word, but she didn't care.

I was so cynical about wanting to hand over an umbrella in this life. It was really unhappy to be retribution.

"If you make trouble for the young master, I apologize to the young master, and this will never happen in the future."

Yanzhi remembered that when he leaned on his back and said 'I am very happy', he couldn't help but choke slightly and said, "I just feel that the young master is a bit like the one who gave me a wooden hairpin. So he took a few more glances and asked me for forgiveness."

Xie Qing glanced at the wooden hairpin on her head, which was very unique, but it was slightly dyed with a strange red color. He couldn't help but ask, "Oh? Where is that person? Let me see how similar it is."

Yanzhi lowered her eyelashes, blocking the wetness in her eyes, and said slightly bitterly: "He can't see it in a very far place."

He was forty-seven years ago...

Yanzhi had to admit in her heart that after Ye Rongzhi became Xie Qingfang, there would be no such person as Ye Rongzhi again...

He is the one in front of others, but not him.

The author has something to say: Xie Mingsheng: "Are you crazy? This demon star actually became my brother!"

Danqingshou: "Don't worry, I won't kill you."

Xie Mingsheng: "Bad, I'm half dead, right?"

Danqingshou: "It seems to be..."

Xie Mingsheng: "Puff."

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Danqingshou: "Mr. Ye, some elves said you are the purple gold gourd of Taishang Laojun. Since the elves think you are a good person, can you restrain yourself a little in this world and pretend to be a good person?"

Ye Rongzhi: "..."

Li Yanzong: "Are you blinded by the elf? At most, he is the one that Erlang Shenyang..."

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Danqingshou: "..."
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