give me years of peace

Chapter 166
"Then I'd like to see what it's good for."

Du Anran was already standing at the gate, looking into the distance, waiting for Xin Zimo to come.

With the sun shining on her face, she finally put Xiao Qingqing's affairs aside.She knew that the grudge between her and Xiao Qingqing would explode one day.

After a while, when the black Maybach stopped in front of her like a noble king, she saw Xin Zimo get out of the car.

Fragmented gold-like sunlight shone on his face, and there was a deep expression between his brows and eyes.

Sure enough, he was holding a carved wooden box in his hand. Du Anran ran forward and said with a smile on his face: "The one who is close to vermilion is red and the one who is close to ink is black. You are not afraid to stay with me for a long time. Taste lower?"

He wrapped his arms around her waist and smiled brightly like a spring: "It depends on which of us is more determined..."

He took her upstairs, and when he opened the gift in the box, Du Anran felt that compared with this man, his taste was really vulgar.

The box contained neither a necklace, nor a perfume, nor a bank card, but an agarwood comb with a faint fragrance.

This comb is as delicate as the outer box, engraved with the pattern of tangled lotus, and inlaid with gemstones and tourmalines at both ends. It lies quietly in the box, exuding the traces of time.

"What a delicate comb..." She couldn't help admiring.

"It has a lot of history." Xin Zimo picked up the comb.

Du Anran asked curiously: "What's the origin? Could it be your auction again?"

Xin Zimo brushed her soft hair with one hand, and picked up a comb with the other to gently comb her hair full of black hair.

When the comb lightly touched the hair, a different kind of tenderness arose in Du Anran's heart.She never thought that there would be such a man combing her hair in this life.

"This comb is said to be one of the betrothal gifts of Tang Taizong when he married the eldest grandson empress. I don't know if the legend is true or not, but this comb is indeed something from that era. I got it from an old collector. I saw it for the first time. I just want to give it to you."

While talking, Xin Zimo gently combed Du Anran's hair. Du Anran sat by the window, enjoying the warmth.

"The wooden comb is a promise, and I also hope that we will stay together forever." When Xin Zimo said these words, his face was full of natural true feelings, and there was a kind of earnest desire in his eyes.

In this life, he wanted to go on with Du Anran forever, and he wanted her to stay by his side all the time.

The corners of Du Anran's eyes twitched in an instant, she believed that he was really in love with her, probably, it was very happy to be loved by someone like this.

She lowered her head and let him comb her hair with a wooden comb.His fingertips slid across her hair, soft and gentle, and she couldn't help closing her eyes slightly to enjoy the tenderness he gave her.

After he tied a bun for her, he handed the wooden comb to her.He pressed a kiss on her cheek, and Du Anran blushed, like a little girl in first love, but a beautiful smile had already bloomed on her lips.

Du Anran sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, Xin Zimo put his hands on her shoulders, he slowly lowered his head, and looked at her and himself in the mirror.

At the beginning of the new year, Du Anran felt happy.There are many things that were dark before you figured it out, but when you figure it out, it will be a new light.

When Xin's mother left London, she took Chi Xue with her. Originally, they planned to leave with Xin Zimo, but Xin Zimo didn't seem to want to leave, and there were many domestic matters waiting for her to deal with, so she had no choice but to leave London .

Before she left London, she hadn't been able to see Du Anran. Xin's mother thought that Xin Zimo really fell in love with Du Anran, and firmly protected her under her wings.

But she would not agree with Xin Zimo marrying Du Anran, it was absolutely impossible.

As soon as Xin's mother left, Xin Zimo took Du Anran back to the villa.It's just that Du Anran always wanted to go home, and within a few days after moving in, she proposed to go back to China.

She was still worried about Xiao Qingqing's phone call. She knew Xiao Qingqing was a threat, but with Xiao Qingqing's methods, she could do anything.

Xin Zimo agreed to go back with Du Anran. In fact, he knew very well that once they returned to China, they would be greeted with storm after storm.

The night before he was about to leave London, Xin Zimo found Guozi.

Both of them had their own concerns, so they drove a sports car on the wide roads of London.Drag racing is a seemingly childish behavior, but it can really relax the mood.

Guozi's personality is bohemian. He saw that Xin Zimo suppressed himself too much in China, and even came to London for so long and never saw him laugh without scruple.

"Zimo, do you have no friends in China?" Guozi stepped on the accelerator and roared past.

The tall and straight trees on the side of the road retreated quickly, and the whole quiet road could only hear the car "woo" and drive forward like an arrow leaving the string.

Xin Zimo's Lamborghini did not show any weakness, and chased after him: "There are no friends above the mall."

Guozi tilted his head, just in time to see Xin Zimo's stern profile. Under the sunglasses, he couldn't see Xin Zimo's eyes, but he could guess what kind of mood he was in.

"I remember when you planned to use Du Anran two years ago, you told me that love is optional, and marriage can also be used as a bargaining chip." Guozi smiled.

Xin Zimo pursed his lips, yes, he did.

Guozi continued to shout: "Then you are not dazzled by love now!"

"You're so dazed, who told you that your sister-in-law is too beautiful!" Xin Zimo smiled.

Guozi said with a smile: "The beauty is a disaster, I think you are going to stumble on this girl."

"I'm willing!" Xin Zimo also said loudly.

The two did not give in to each other. Sometimes Guozi's Porsche surpassed Xin Zimo's Lamborghini, but Xin Zimo caught up again after a while.Sometimes when Xin Zimo is not paying attention, he will be overtaken by Guo Zi.

Guozi has done a lot of drag racing with a group of brothers in London. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. He is superior in technology, but in terms of patience and strength, Xin Zimo has the advantage.

Several roads soared, no one had the upper hand, and the distance was almost the same.

In winter in London, everything is withered, and the wind is blowing into their convertible car, but the two don't feel the coldness at all, but secretly compete with each other.

When they reached the end of a road, both of them were finally tired. Xin Zimo stepped on the brake first and stopped the car. Seeing him stop, Guo Zi also parked the Porsche next to Xin Zimo's Lamborghini.

Xin Zimo got out of the car, leaned against the car and lit a cigarette.The moonlight shone on his black coat, making him look handsome and cool.

Guozi also lit a cigarette, and the two had a tacit understanding, tacit understanding of each other.

"When will you be back next time?" Guozi asked.

"Maybe a month, maybe a year, maybe ten years." Xin Zimo said calmly.

"If you don't come back, I'll go to China to find you. When do you plan to get married?"

Xin Zimo frowned: "Wait until I take care of everything."

"Aren't you afraid that Du Anran will leave with someone else before your matter is finished?"

"What do you say, she dares!"

Guozi smiled: "Just kidding, by the way, the matter you asked me to investigate years ago has some clues."

"Oh? Let's hear it."

"The group of people on the day of the shootout were almost all dead, and the clues were cut off. But I found out later that their target was indeed your information. Not many people know that you went to get the information. The signing meeting is the key."

"You mean...someone leaked secrets at the meeting?" Xin Zimo frowned, "Impossible, it is impossible for someone to leak secrets in a completely closed meeting, and they are all partners for many years."

"My suggestion is that there is no need to investigate further, so let's just treat it as a thing of the past. Anyway, the information has been successfully sent back to the Xin family."

"When did you learn to speak halfway?"

"I mean, there's no need."

"Guozi, you have something to hide from me." After all, Xin Zimo is not the kind of person who is easily deceived, he can see it from Guozi's dodging eyes.

"I have nothing to hide from you, and I don't have a final answer, so I can't tell you."

"I hope so." Xin Zimo gave him a meaningful look.

"Xin Zimo, I still have the same problem. If one day, you had to choose between the Xin family and Du Anran, how would you choose?" Guozi knew that the Xin family was Xin Zimo's life, so Du Anran, Du Anran What is the position in his heart?
Xin Zi remained silent, just looked up at the sky slightly, took a puff of cigarette and said calmly: "If there is such a day, you will see my choice."

Guozi nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

That night, Xin Zimo talked to Guozi for a long time, and Guozi also mentioned Xiaoxian to him and the matter that he was going to open a bar.Xin Zimo naturally supports Guozi a hundred times, but it is inconvenient for him to intervene in the affairs between him and Xiaoxian.

Anyway, his EQ is low, and he can't make good suggestions.Besides, Guozi and Xiaoxian are childhood sweethearts, they grew up together, even if they quarreled, it didn't take long for them to reconcile.

When Xin Zimo returned to the villa, Du Anran had already packed up everything, and Xin Zimo laughed that she couldn't wait.

Du Anran checked to see if there were any omissions, and said to Xin Zimo: "I remember you were very busy in China before, how can you be free during this time?"

"The president also has annual leave, so I can't take a rest?" Xin Zimo leaned aside to watch her tidy up.

"I thought you were a workaholic and wouldn't take a break!"

"Whoever you learn to speak eloquently with recently, you know it's aimed at me."

"Don't dare..." Du Anran stuck out his tongue.

"Let the housekeeper clean it up, there's no need to do it yourself. It's time for us to go to bed."

"I'm not sleepy, you sleep by yourself!"

"How do you sleep by yourself?" Xin Zimo put his arms around her waist and scratched her neck.

"By the way, I have something to ask you." Du Anran turned around, "The last time you came to London, why did you buy four air tickets?"

(End of this chapter)