A Star Reborn: The Queen’s Return

Xia Yu said with care: "I haven't seen Ziheng brother for a long time, let me see him. Is he there?"

Zhou Ma said: "This... you wait a moment, I will give you a pass." She was a little embarrassed, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening. At this time, Mr. usually usually handles official duties in the study, and does not like people to bother. Moreover, Miss Xia Yu has not been recruited to see him in the past few years. At this time, go to pass, will Mr. be angry?

However, as a servant, she is not qualified to directly refuse Xia Yu.

With a tangled face, she turned to go to the villa.

"Wait." Xia Yu called her, whispered softly, "Zhou Ma, trouble you tell Ziheng brother, I just came back from the Xia clan a few days ago, met my sister. I brought a small gift to He.” Looking at Zhou’s look, Xia Yu understood what Ziziheng’s attitude toward her, and feared that she was rejected. She squinted at this very glance. Even if Ziheng’s brother can refuse her, can he refuse the news related to Xia Wei?

Xia Yu took some reverie.

"Miss Xia Yu," I didn't expect that Zhou Ma raised her eyes and looked at her. It looked much more serious than just. "I know that you care about Mr., it is not easy for Mr. Da, who is bringing a gift back. I am a man, this one. I shouldn't talk about it, but if I say something that I shouldn't say - Miss Yan is about to get married soon, and it has nothing to do with our husband. If you really care about Mr., the most urgent task is to let him forget Miss Yan early. Shouldn't always mention her in front of him." In these years, Mr. Zhou's Acacia's lovesickness, Zhou Ma is in his eyes. She grew up watching Mr., and she couldn't bear to see that Mr. was stuck in a hopeless love.

Xia Yu secretly cursed the old woman in the heart, not a singer, a slave, even dare to control the host family? However, under the eaves, people had to bow their heads. She resisted dissatisfaction and still said to Zhou Ma with a soft voice: "I understand all these things. Do you want me to mention my sister? But if you don't mention How can he meet me? Don't say me. In the past few years, apart from my sister, has he ever scorned any woman? Zhou Ma, if you go on like this, will you have the heart to watch him alone?"

Zhou Ma will be patient?

This is the gentleman she grew up watching. From the time he was a boy of five or six years old, she took care of it. She knew how hard he had when he was a child, and he endorsed his book to the dawn. He was very good and was beaten by his father. The snow was squatting in the yard, using frozen fingers to make calculations. She watched him grow up and became the best child in the family's peers. So steady and self-disciplined, the faint king style, and the praises of the rich and powerful people...

Later, she personally took some luggage and sent him to study abroad.

Only two years after going abroad, the family heard the news that his father and his first generation of the head of the family had died seriously. He hurried back to the country and was ordered to take on a huge monster like the emperor at the age of sixteen. At that time, how many people wanted to see his joke? However, he did it. After numerous efforts to stay up all night, he stabilized the situation with the thunder and opened up the more splendid emperor of the emperor.

He has always been a leader of excellence, allowing all who follow him to trust and rely on.

But these are at a price.

Mr. has never had a private life. His daily schedule is to have regular meetings, meetings, and meetings. The only bright color in life is the girl named Xia Wei, ah, and later Ye Xingyu. But I heard that they are actually the same person... but these are not important.

What is important is that the girl appeared in his life with trepidation and left cruelly.

The rest of the gentleman alone, white hair overnight, still still remembered.

Zhou Ma is very distressed by him. If she can, she hopes that another girl can enter Mr.'s life, regardless of his status as poor and wealthy. Even his age and temperament are not important. It is enough to renew the temperature of the gentleman's eyes.

She looked up and looked at the summer rain.

They are all women. Why can’t she know that Xia Yu’s secret love for many years? Is Xia Yu going to be that person?

The odds are embarrassing.

If she likes her, she would be with her many years ago. However, in the current situation of Mr., what other girls are playing around? Let Xia Yu try it, it is better than nothing.

Zhou Ma thought like this and said, "I will inform you."

Turned around and went upstairs, telling the news that Zhai Ziheng came.

Xia Yu held a large, flat box, stepping on the wooden stairs and stepping on the study room of the second floor of Zizi Heng. In the study room, Zhai Ziheng sat silently, the dim light of the ancient table lamp scattered on his face, half beautiful, half hidden in the shadow, just like the same unmoving beast.

"This is a gift?" This is the first sentence he saw in summer rain.

No chills, no question about her, he cares only about what is in her hands.

Xia Yu’s heart was stinging. However, soon she got up and smiled and smiled: "Yes, Ziheng brother, this is a gift that I have spent a lot of genius to make, do you like it?"

She handed over the big box carefully wrapped in tarpaulin.

The scorpion Heng took over, and some of them were rudely dismantled. The beautiful gouache painting was seen in the moonlight in the mountains. There was a small Chinese retro room in the room, a girl in the room. Pushing the window and looking at the moon, the quiet look and the graceful figure are wonderful in the moonlight.

This is... Xiao Yan.

Zhai Ziheng held his breath at once, almost stiff, reaching out and stroking the delicate face of the girl in the painting. I haven't seen it for a long time... She seems to be more beautiful, with an unprecedented peace of mind between her eyes, is it because she is about to get married?

In this way, his eyes are a little sullen.

"This is my sister's residence in Xiajia. I will restore it according to the real scene." Xia Yu waited for a while, and waited for him to see it. He carefully opened his mouth. "I was standing in the flowers that night. After the window frame, my sister is enjoying the moon. She is so beautiful. I can’t help but want to draw it and give it to you."

"She is at the summer home... is it alright?" he asked. I feel that I am asking for something extra. How can she be bad? That is her maiden, she is with her loved ones, and... Li Lei.

Sure enough, Xia Yu said: "She is very good. She is already dowry, and she is happy every day."

Zhai Ziheng gripped the frame and tightened his hand, leaving a trace on the gouache. "You can go out," he said to Xia Yu.