My golden finger is open

Lu Xuyao ​​was lying on the bed, his mind full of thoughts. He wanted to find his wife right now. Xiaoyu didn't know how she got to know her so-called friend.

It looks like they have a very good relationship, but he felt jealous again. Why are there so many outstanding men around this woman!

Thinking of the look the man gave him when he left, which was one of contempt, Lu Xuyao ​​couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

the other side.

Shen Qingyu got into the car, looking a little melancholy and feeling extremely depressed.

She closed her eyes and leaned back in the back seat. Wei Chen drove the car seriously, looking at Shen Qingyu from time to time, as if he wanted to say something but stopped. Seeing that the woman was distracted, he finally said, "That kind of family is not worthy of you, you don't have to be sad about it."

Shen Qingyu had a headache. After hearing Wei Chen's words, she didn't feel comforted. She glared at the man and said, "Shut up."

She was feeling righteous in her heart and didn't need anyone's persuasion at the moment. She just wanted to be quiet for a while and slowly recover her mood.

Wei Chen choked up. This woman was so ungrateful. Who was he doing this for?

He looked at the woman with complicated eyes, and Wei Chen said softly, "How can you feel better?"

Shen Qingyu, "I want to drink." As the saying goes, a drunk can relieve a thousand worries, and now only alcohol can make her happy.

This was also a way for her to vent her depression in her previous life.

Wei Chen was a little surprised when he heard the woman's suggestion. He could not associate women and alcohol together.

Isn't drinking alcohol exclusive to men? He has never heard of a woman using alcohol to relieve her emotions.

But he didn't say much. If he wanted to drink, he couldn't go back home. Thinking of wine, Wei Chen turned the steering wheel and headed to another place. He knew a place that had wine, and it was all good wine.

The sky outside was gray, just like Shen Qingyu's current mood.

I don't know when snowflakes began to fall on the car window, floating in the air. The snow looked particularly cool in the cold winter and also covered the gray buildings with a layer of white.

The car finally stopped in front of a courtyard house. It was a neat courtyard house, although Shen Qingyu did not see the scenery inside.

But you can also tell the extraordinaryness of this courtyard from its appearance, with its blue bricks, high tiles, and vermilion gate, giving it an ancient and majestic feel.

Wei Chen got out of the car and Shen Qingyu followed behind him, full of curiosity about these courtyards. The love in her eyes was clearly seen by the man.

"Come on, let's go in."

Pushing open the heavy door, there was a circular corridor inside. Entering the courtyard, I realized that there were rows of gatehouses on both sides of the corridor.

The ground was paved with blue bricks. Wei Chen took Shen Qingyu through an archway with hanging flowers and came to the main courtyard. It was clean and tidy, and there were two landscape trees planted.

It's just the wrong season. In winter, the branches are bare and not very beautiful.

Before the two of them entered the main house, the door of the main house in front was opened from the inside. The person who came out saw that it was Wei Chen, and greeted him with a smile, "It's my cousin. It's cold, come in quickly."

Then he looked at Shen Qingyu beside Wei Chen. He was slightly stunned for a moment, a little unbelievable. He never thought that he would see this woman here. He then showed a warm smile.

"why you?"

Shen Qingyu was not as surprised as Yan Li. She had heard Wei Chen and others mention Jin Mobei before, so when she saw the man, she just nodded slightly.

Wei Chen, on the other hand, glanced at Shen Qingyu suspiciously, and when he saw that the woman's expression was still indifferent, he said hello to Yan Li and walked in.

The living room is where the furnishings are exquisite and elegant. There are two big-bellied vases with exquisite patterns at the door. The wooden sofa and coffee table are all made of rosewood.

There was a landscape painting hanging on the wall. Shen Qingyu looked at the signature but couldn't tell who painted it. The decoration here was really luxurious and grand.

Wei Chen saw the woman looking at the furnishings in the room, and saw that Yan Li and Shen Qingyu knew each other, so he said to her, "I'm going to cook two dishes, you sit down for a while."

As he spoke, he walked towards the west wing.

Yan Li came out with tea and called Shen Qingyu, "Have some tea. What a coincidence, we meet again!"

Shen Qingyu sat aside and smiled gently. Yan Li was a man who could tell at a glance that the woman looked unhappy. He brought some fruits and placed them in front of her.

"Eat some, this orange is very sweet," he said as he peeled one and handed it to Shen Qingyu.

Shen Qingyu reached out to take it, tore off a slice of orange and put it in his mouth. The orange tasted just the right amount of sweet and sour, and he felt inexplicably much better.

It is said that eating sweet things can make you feel better, and it really works. "Thank you." She said to Yan Li.

The man tried to push up his glasses, but failed. This made Shen Qingyu smile. She pursed her lips to avoid being too rude and laughed out loud.

It's not that she has a low sense of humor, it's just that Yan Li always has the image of a gentle, harmless, smiling tiger.

It was particularly funny when he did this antics.

Yan Li saw the woman's smile and didn't take the incident to heart. Instead, he said respectfully, "Comrade Shen, why did you come to Jing City? We were thinking of giving you a New Year's gift. It just so happened that you came here. I'll give it to you when we leave."

After Shen Qingyu heard what Yan Li said, there was a hint of joy in her eyes. He was a thoughtful person and it was worth it for her to take out such a precious pill.

At this time, a cold voice came from inside, "Who is Yan Li?"

Yan Li stood up apologetically and walked into the bedroom. After a while, he saw Jin Mobei walking out. He had a crutch under his right arm and used its strength to walk out step by step.

Yan Li walked behind him and did not help him until Jin Mobei sat down on a sofa chair, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.

His face was still too pale, and his originally delicate facial features had become much thinner, which added a touch of broken beauty to him.

Jin Mobei raised his eyes, his slender eyebrows slightly raised, and he smiled lightly, "I haven't thanked you for saving my life.

Thank you for your generosity." It was indeed generous, otherwise I would have been gone.

"If you need anything in the future, just tell me and I will definitely do it."

Shen Qingyu just smiled. She still felt heartbroken when she mentioned the pill.

She was also bewitched by Yan Li at that time, otherwise why would she give him the life-saving medicine so casually.

At this time, Wei Chen walked in. He took off his coat and put on an apron, looking quite homely. Seeing his cousin coming out, he asked casually, "Have you eaten?"

Yan Li knew that his brother Jin didn't like to talk to the Wei family. He always played the role of a mouth. "My brother hasn't eaten yet. He said he had no appetite. Now is a good time to eat with you."