Later, when Qi Yan heard other people’s discussions, he knew that the name of the man was seasonal.

Who is seasonal?

Qi Yan thought that he would never know if he didn’t do a Google search.

In the second half of the banquet, Qi Qi walked out of the flower room with a skirt.

The biting cold wind penetrated into the pores, and Qi Min was so excited that his head was awake.

The rising snow covered the entire garden, and looking out, it was white.

With the memory of the last life, Qi Yan came to the artificial lake built by Ji Jiahua at a high price.

Through the lights coming from a distance, you can see the cold smoke of the lake, and it should be frozen tomorrow morning.

Qi Min raised his hand and brushed off the snowflakes on his shoulder. There were still a few pieces in the collarbone, and he sighed slightly, and Qi Min did not make it.

Anyway, she would stay with her, and she would not be able to escape without entering the house.

“Miss Qi Yan, my husband asked me to send you a coat. It’s so big under the snow. Don’t let your body get through.”

The comer was a young man in a suit and leather shoes, with a black custom suit over his arm.

After Qi Yan, refused, “Thank you for your kindness on behalf of me, I’m not cold.”

There was no reason to accept the help of a stranger, besides, Mr. in his mouth, she did not know.

Wei Qing glanced at Qi Ji, and intuitively told him that Qi Ji refused, and he would not change his mind.

In fact, he didn’t understand why his husband suddenly asked him to have a relationship with an unknown woman.

woman–

No, Wei Qing thinks it is more appropriate to use a girl to describe it.

“Is there anything else?” Qi Yan had recovered a cold look.

Wei Qing’s eyes flashed a little stupefied, then he shook his head, “Excuse me.”

After glancing at the back of Wei Qing’s departure, Qi Yan turned his gaze and continued to look at the lake.

Wei Qing returned to the yard not far away and pushed open the door to enter. The heating came on, the temperature outside was really low, and he became frozen for a while.

“Return without power?” The speaker is naturally seasonal.

At this moment he was sitting in front of the tea table, a cup of hot tea rising water mist covered his face, looming.

There was a scent of dry tea in the room, and the lights were silent.

Wei Qing nodded and lowered her suit. “Yes, Miss Qi Yan rejected my help.”

To be precise, seasonal help was rejected.

The seasonality didn’t seem to be a surprise, but there was still a slight smile on the corner of the mouth, but there was no undulation in the voice. “Not surprising.”

Wei Qing opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she didn’t say anything.

Season made two cups of good tea with great patience, and handed one of them to Wei Qing, “to drive the cold.”

Wei Qing took it, glanced at it, the tea was clear and clear, and the tea scented into the nose. “Mr. Tea’s technique of making tea is getting better and better.”

Season didn’t answer, took a breath into the tea cup, and took a light sip.

Is it getting better?

That’s not true.

“Sir, do you want to go to the banquet in a while?” The party came here halfway through the season to get clean.

“Take a thank you to the host after drinking tea, and we will go back.” It means that he will not go.

This answer was not unexpected by Wei Qing’s expectation.

“Ok.”

When Wei Qing thanked Ji Hongda, Ji Hongda was obviously a little shocked. “Understand that Mr. Shi had to leave in advance. Mr. Shi came to the cold house today, and it was flourishing.”

Who can stop the season?

It’s enough to make him look down on his face today. Everyone is talking about it. He borrowed the gust of wind for a night.

No one who invites seasonal guests has ever succeeded easily. He depends on his mood to do things. Even if the president wants to have dinner with him, he must follow his rules.

In the capital, seasonality is the most unattainable person!

“Chairman Ji is serious.” Such a horse fart Wei Qing listened to the side of the season. This seasonal tree can enjoy the shade in the shade is also a dream of many people.

When Wei Qing and Season were gone, Qi Yan was still standing by the lake, still in the original posture, and snowflakes fell on her.

She seemed to have lost her vitality, unconscious like a wood.

The whole body exudes a desolate breath, but it is mixed with unwillingness and anger, which is a contradictory existence.

Wei Qing slowed down deliberately, he thought that the season would stop.

But Season left without squinting.

Qi Yan heard the sound of footsteps and looked at the sound source.

It’s him.

She knew Wei Qing, so the man I saw at the banquet should be the gentleman in Wei Qing’s mouth.

As they went further and further, their vision became increasingly unclear, and Qi Xuan retracted his vision.

“Sir, Madam told you to go back tonight anyway.” Wei Qing was also nervous when reporting to the season.

Madam refers to the seasonal mother, Han Shuzhen.

Every time she let the season go home, waiting for the season were more than a dozen beauties.

Han Shuzhen’s reason for doing this is that the seasonal boss is no longer young, and there is no woman around.