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But he is Xi Yan, the person who was born destined to shine, even if his aptitude is mediocre, he still has the glory and wealth within his reach.

Xi Yan washed the cups and brewed two cups of tea, one cup for each person.

Dong Huang sat down opposite him and couldn't help but ask him: "Didn't you retire?"

Why have you stayed outside for more than a year?

Xi Yan hummed, as if he understood what Donghuang meant, and said, "I'm still thinking about one thing."

Donghuang frowned and said, "What can't you go back and think about?"

You can also consider returning to country Z, do you need to be like an ascetic?
He knew that when Xi Yan was on the front line, he walked on the tip of the knife every day. Not to mention the poor accommodation, he often stayed in the wild for three days and nights without sleep, eating compressed biscuits was a common occurrence.

But now that he has withdrawn, his life trajectory should return to normal, and he should be on the top of the cloud, not here.

Xi Yan held the handle of the cup and stared at him casually without making a sound.

Donghuang knew that he had overstepped the rules, apologized embarrassingly, took a sip from the teacup, the tea was so bitter that he frowned, and his eyes towards Xi Yan became more and more unbalanced, before Xi Yan looked over, he immediately looked away.

Sitting on a hard chair, Donghuang felt pain in his buttocks, so he took out the red paper bag from his briefcase and put it on the table.

Seeing that Xi Yan remained silent, Donghuang thought of teasing him. He bent down and looked at the red paper package on the table, and raised his eyebrows at Xi Yan: "Do you know who gave this to me?"

Xi Yan raised his hand and said, "Say it."

Donghuang blinked and spit out three words: "Mao, Yu, Ning."

Xi Yan withdrew his palm, held the teacup, and said in a casual tone, "Just put away the things she gave you."

Donghuang: "..."

Look, what he said was full of confidence. If Donghuang didn't know him well, he would think that he and Lin Ye were thinking too much.

Donghuang didn't hold back anymore, and pushed the red paper bag over: "I really want to put it away, but they didn't give it to me."

Xi Yan paused with his fingertips holding the teacup, raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly, with a cold light shining in his eyes.

Donghuang obviously felt the change in his expression, his face was inexplicable, and he didn't know why he was angry.

Could it be that he and Lin Ye had misunderstood, that he didn't care about Mao Yuning at all?
Donghuang sat up straight, and said seriously: "Mao Yuning really asked me to hand this over to you. She said it was a gift from her father. If you think I shouldn't take it for you, I'll return it now .”

Donghuang was talking, reached out to pick up the red paper bag on the table, stuffed it back into the briefcase, and muttered: "I heard that this thing is still a family heirloom of their family. I'm still curious about what it looks like. It seems that there is no chance." knew."

"But...you said that Mao Yuning's father gave you the heirloom, what do you mean?"

Seeing that Xi Yan was still silent, Donghuang buckled his briefcase, picked up his teacup and drank the last sip of tea, put down the teacup and walked towards the door, waving: "I'm going back, I have work later."

Donghuang walked to the door and just put his hand on the handle when he heard Xi Yan's deep and slow voice behind him: "Come back."

Donghuang turned his back to his body, raised his eyebrows, turned around and asked with a blank face: "What's wrong?"

Xi Yan knocked on the table and said, "Put the things down."

Donghuang pointed to the briefcase: "Are you really taking it? It's a family heirloom. If you really take it, what if you get cheated on?"

"No, no, no... this can't be taken." Donghuang tightened the briefcase under his arms, and said with a serious face: "I didn't think enough about this matter, you said it's a family heirloom, how can I take it for you. "

He turned the handle of the door and walked out, Xi Yan behind him didn't make any more sound.

Donghuang slowed down and was stopped by a patrol downstairs, who motioned him to show his ID. If he didn't have the ID, he was asked to move to the office to prove his identity, where he came from, how he entered the stronghold, and the purpose of his entry.

Donghuang: "..."

Donghuang pointed to the upstairs: "It was your banquet team who asked someone to bring me in."

The patrolling soldier was unmoved: "Please show your ID."

Donghuang reluctantly took out his mobile phone, called Xi Yan, and asked him to come down to pick up the man.

Xi Yan asked him to give his mobile phone to the patrolman. When the patrolman heard his voice, he straightened his back and responded loudly: "Received."

The patrolman returned the mobile phone to Donghuang and politely sent him upstairs.

Donghuang followed behind them with an unhappy expression on his face.

The patrolman knocked on the door, and with Xi Yan's permission, he unscrewed the door handle, called Xi Que, and asked Donghuang to come in.

Standing at the door, Donghuang saw Xi Yan who was sitting casually and calmly in the room, and said depressedly: "Mr. Xi, I'm going back. You want someone to send me out?"

Xi Yan: "OK."

Donghuang's eyes widened, okay, you should speak up.

Watching the patrolling soldiers walk away, Donghuang resigned to his fate and went in, sitting back on his chair.

Xi Yan was still holding the cup of tea in his hand, his eyes were cold and deep.

Donghuang looked at Xi Yan with an inscrutable expression, and let out a groan in his heart. He looked very calm, and if he had the guts, let someone send him out.

He took out the red paper bag in his briefcase and looked at Xi Yan mutteringly: "If you have any ideas, you can tell me if it is right, I also know what to do. I am confused by what you want or don't want." .”

"Besides, if someone is willing to give this thing to you, we can't take it randomly, right? After all, it's someone's heirloom. Do you really want to be someone else's son-in-law?"

Donghuang has an all-round temperament and always finds ways to get things out of others. He may not mean it, but it's just his personality that makes him want to get to the bottom of things.

If it were someone else, they would be able to withstand such words.

Xi Yan just took the red paper bag from him, took out the communicator, and asked someone to send him out.

Donghuang: "..."

Donghuang walked to the door, but fell back, and asked tentatively: "Are you really going to accept it? This..."

Xi Yan held the red paper bag in both hands, raised his eyes to look at Donghuang, and suddenly asked: "Donghuang, is it because you are secretly making connections for her endorsement?"

Donghuang didn't know how to talk about this matter.

Xi Yan: "You and Lin Ye inquired about my affairs, and you knew that I was interested in her, so you did this."

"Your purpose is to create opportunities for me."

"Today she gave you something, you knew it was expensive and you shouldn't accept it, but you still sent it to me immediately."

"You want to know if I've been sincere to her, and to what extent."

"When I asked you to keep something, you should have guessed the answer. It's just that the answer is not what you want, so you will remind me again and again that I shouldn't accept this bead."

Donghuang was not surprised at all. Xi Yanneng could see all his thoughts and admitted: "I just want to remind Mr. Xi that your future wife, her identity, and the family behind it will be Beizhou City's Dinghai Shenzhen. Your marriage was destined from the moment you were born."