Sweet crazy!The abstinent tycoon spoils the queen as a delicate cub

Liang Xi didn't answer Song Heqing's question until she met Ziqing the next afternoon.

To be precise, it was Ziqing who appeared in her courtyard.

Sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed by Jing Zhen, her color is dusty, like a dead leaf hanging on a dead branch in late autumn, hanging from a root stem by a gossamer, precarious at any time, in an astonishingly poor state.

Liang Xi was basking in the sun on the rocking chair by the window in the house. When she saw him, she was taken aback for a moment, then she came to her senses and said nonchalantly, "Come in."

Octagonal table.

Song Heqing was sitting next to Liang Xi, with a palm-sized jade plate in front of her, and a roughly peeled pomegranate in her hand, the plastic glove on her palm was rustling as she rubbed it.

"You have also seen the situation of the Zi family. Our people have joined the repair team to restore your place as much as possible." Liang Xi poured three cups of tea and placed them in front of the two of them.

Ziqing smiled, "It's okay, this place is very big, don't worry that some people will have no place to live."

"Ah."

...

There was a moment of silence.

Ziqing put down the teacup, felt the memorable tea aroma left between his lips and teeth, and said in a low voice, "Yangyang, do you still remember what I told you before?"

"Your brother and Patriarch Song found this place within the stipulated time. As for you, you can go back with them."

"The plane has been arranged, pack up your things, wait for your brother to come, and you will set off."

This opening statement is unexpected.

Liang Xi thought that he would say something related to her body, or explain why these two days disappeared, or not say anything, anyway, after many deliberations, she just didn't expect it to be this way.

Without hesitation, she said without thinking, "Okay, I see."

After the words fell, the room fell into silence again.

For a while.

Liang Xi opened her mouth and asked him casually, "Why are you in a wheelchair?"

"Accidentally hurt my leg." The smile on Ziqing's face widened, "It's nothing serious, it will be fine after a few days of raising it."

Liang Xi said "Oh".

Immediately afterwards, the atmosphere fell into a subtle silence.

Jing Zhen looked down at Ziqing's clenched palms on his legs, and secretly sighed inwardly.

He really didn't understand what the patriarch was struggling with.

Forget it, if the master has a problem, he has to come down to solve it.

"Little princess."

Liang Xi, "Huh?"

"Do you think that there is no Chinese New Year atmosphere here." Jing Zhen pointed to the little flower lying at her feet, "Look, even the silver wolf with a bow tie has a more happy Chinese New Year atmosphere than our place."

Cheng You corrected her thoughtfully, "You misunderstood, Xiaohua always dresses like this."

"..." Jing Zhen showed an awkward yet polite smile, "It's... Really, then you took good care of them."

Cheng You saw that the two masters didn't respond, so he replied politely, "You misunderstood again, these two cubs raised by Madam are spiritual, and they usually take care of themselves."

"Oh, huh... huh...very good, very good." Jing Zhen really didn't know what to say about him, so he thought, how come Patriarch Song's subordinates are so blind, how can their heads be so Not bright!

But helplessness is helplessness, he still has to say some words, "Little princess, the patriarch has not experienced the excitement of the Spring Festival for many years." He paused for a while, looked down at Ziqing, and his expression became a little reserved , "I want to make my own decisions, and ask you, can the patriarch go back with you."

"Of course, I just want to fulfill the patriarch's dream. If you don't mind, you can also let the patriarch feel what it is like to have a New Year's Eve dinner with you...and many people."

Liang Xi heard the sound and looked at Song Heqing, "Ah Qing, what do you think?"

"Isn't our family's affairs up to everyone?" Song Heqing put a porcelain plate full of pomegranate seeds in front of her, picked up a handkerchief and wiped his hands slowly.

Liang Xi was afraid that he would move too much and the wound would open, so she took the handkerchief from his hand and soaked it in water, then returned to wipe it carefully for him.

"Little princess? Do you mind?" Jing Zhen asked tentatively

Liang Xi thought for a while, "Whatever, you can come if you want."

"Really? Then I'll go and pack up!" Jing Zhen heaved a sigh of relief, bowed to Zi Qing with a smile, then turned and walked away quickly.

He seemed to be leaving too hastily, he completely forgot about Ziqing, and he seemed to do it on purpose, anyway, he just left Ziqing in the room.

Facing the intimate young couple in front of him, Ziqing coughed, his gaze passed over the indifferent man, and paused on Liang Xi who was arranging his handkerchief, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes, "Yangyang, don't you To pack up?"

How could his daughter serve this man!

Liang Xi, "I didn't have anything when I came, what should I pack when I leave."

"Then do you have anything you want? As long as you want, I will let someone prepare it, and we will take it back."

"No, I don't lack anything at home."

"What about the food? Oh, you don't need to eat it, it's all there on the plane...all of it."

...

Ziqing still left later, and he went to a place called Yiqing Garden, which is the courtyard where Chu Qingyi is currently staying.

This place is much more elegant than other Chinese-style buildings in the Purple Clan, and it can be described as a scene at every step.

Go inside.

Ziqing stood up from the wheelchair, and walked slowly to the bed.He sat on the side of the bed, stretched his hands out of his sleeves, twisted the corner of the quilt with the back of his hands covered with dense needle holes, and let out a slow and hoarse voice from his throat.

"Qingyi, I'm leaving for a few days."

"I've been lying with you for more than 20 years and I haven't been enough. If you knew, you would think I'm annoying again, but ah, I won't bother you anymore."

"It should be said that from this year onwards, I won't bother you anymore." He held her hand, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "You must think I'm annoying now, right? But, you are annoying, I I have to tell you this too."

"Did you know? Ahan is also here, and he has been here for several days. He looks like me, not like you."

"I want to bring him to see you. Unexpectedly, the plan can't keep up with the changes, so I delayed this matter, but don't worry, I will definitely bring Ahan here a few days later."

"It's just that I have to say sorry to you first. I can't spend the Spring Festival with you this year. I'm going to spend it with Yangyang and Ahan. You must be very envious when you hear this?"

"You, don't worry, you will definitely be with our children next Spring Festival."

"Okay, it's almost time, I don't bother you anymore, I should go."

Sighing, he quietly stared at the woman's sleeping face, and soon got up and left slowly.

Before he exited the arched door of the inner room, he stopped, turned around and looked, his eyes swept over the woman's body, but he couldn't find her slightly raised fingers under the silkworm quilt.