In Xi Jiuchen's study, the man who was actively handling emails saw his phone vibrating on the table. He glanced at it and reached out to pick it up, "Hey, Shanshan."
"Jiuchen, I want to ask you if this Saturday is grandma's birthday!" Song Shan over there asked tentatively.
Xi Jiuchen frowned slightly and asked in a low voice, "Where did you learn about it?"
"I accidentally saw a report two years ago, and it happened to be that my grandma's birthday was written on it. I figured it would be this Saturday! I want to ask grandma if she will hold a birthday party?" Song Shan asked with anticipation.
"Yes, yes."
"That's great. Grandma asked me last time when she could go over to visit her! Jiuchen, it's her birthday, so I'll go over to see her and wish her a happy birthday." Song Shan said happily on the other end.
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"Shanshan, there are so many guests this time, I may not be able to take care of you." Xi Jiuchen's tone seemed to indicate rejection.
"Jiuchen, you don't have to take care of me, I will take care of myself... Or do you not want me to participate? I... Am I so unworthy of you? I know that I have a humble status and an ordinary background. I have always been
It's embarrassing for you...but I...I really want to attend grandma's birthday party...I just want to bring her a blessing. Can you fulfill my little wish?"
Song Shan's voice became more aggrieved and pitiful the more she spoke.
"Okay! I'll make the arrangements." After Xi Jiuchen finished speaking, he warned, "But don't cause trouble at the banquet. Zhixia and her children will also attend, so you try to avoid them."
"Okay, Jiuchen, I promise you, I'm just congratulating grandma on her birthday, I won't get into trouble, and I will be very good." Song Shan agreed obediently.
Xi Jiuchen hung up the phone. Regarding Song Shan's existence, his responsibility was to take care of her and make her live a life of food and clothing.
Although Song Shan was qualified to go to the birthday banquet, Xi Jiuchen's last words still deeply hurt her heart.
Let her avoid Tang Zhixia's mother and son. In this sentence, her and Tang Zhixia's status in Xi Jiuchen's heart has changed.
Why was she avoiding Tang Zhixia?
In a western restaurant in the city center, Tang Qingqing and Song Shan met. Tang Qingqing wanted to show off in front of Song Shan the evening dress she wore for the Xi family dinner. Song Shan stared at her seriously and said, "Qingqing, I have something to do."
Tell you, can you keep it a secret for me?"
"Say it!" Tang Qingqing sucked the juice and looked at her.
"I will also attend Mrs. Xi's birthday party!"
"Pfft!" Tang Qingqing's juice spurted out immediately, and her eyes widened in disbelief, "What did you say? You will also participate? You...how can you go!"
Tang Qingqing asked stutteringly.
"There's something I haven't told you all this time. I have a fate with the Xi family. I saved the people of the Xi family, and now they repay their kindness and take care of me. Anyway, I was invited to the birthday banquet this time."
"Tell me, how did you become friends with the Xi family? Did you do anything to make the Xi family appreciate you?" Tang Qingqing's curiosity was about to explode.
How could Song Shan be so lucky as to be related to the Xi family?
"It's not convenient for me to tell you this matter. Anyway, this time we go to the banquet together and we will do the same thing together, which is to make Tang Zhixia hated by the Xi family, break up the relationship between her and Xi Jiuchen, and make her unable to hold her head high in the future.
Come to see someone." Song Shan spoke calmly.
Tang Qingqing immediately resonated and said full of resentment, "Yes, you are right. Let's work together to destroy the relationship between Tang Zhixia and Xi Jiuchen. We must not let her marry into the Xi family."
"I will think of a plan, and you will cooperate with me when the time comes." Song Shan has always been the one who makes decisions and makes plans.
Tang Qingqing knew that Song Shan had been thinking a lot, so she nodded, "I will definitely cooperate with you to defeat Tang Zhixia and make her unable to hold her head up at the banquet."
Although Tang Qingqing was puzzled as to why Song Shan was related to the Xi family, when they left, Song Shan gave her a gift, which was a jewelry necklace worth nearly half a million yuan! Tang Qingqing couldn't put it down,
Was bought directly.
He didn't explore the relationship between Song Shan and the Xi family anymore, and he still thought in his heart that he must have a good relationship with Song Shan in the future and never look down on her again.
On a lazy late autumn afternoon, Tang Zhixia was sitting in the studio drawing manuscripts, feeling relaxed and happy, and inspiration was flowing like a fountain. She changed Xi Jiuchen's chain again after a while, and it looked more extensive and thick, full of the spirit of dominating the world.
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Tang Zhixia was drawing and painting, and suddenly on a whim, she started to draw a sketch of a certain man with her excellent drawing skills.
Although this man has no blind spots at 360 degrees and is handsome no matter which side he is drawn on, Tang Zhixia thought of the man's slightly lowered eyes and tenderness overflowing in his eyes during the last toast, and really wanted to draw a picture of him.
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Therefore, Tang Zhixia spent a lot of time in the afternoon doing one thing, Huaxi Jiuchen.
Of course, she would never tell anyone else about this kind of thing, she just drew it to enjoy and pass the boring time.
Xi Jiuchen also held a video conference in the study room all afternoon. The little guy was playing Lego in the children's room. Xi Jiuchen looked at the time and couldn't help but get up and push the door open.
It happened that his floor was connected to Tang Zhixia's studio, and Xi Jiuchen couldn't help but wonder what this woman was doing.
He walked towards her studio room.
Tang Zhixia started writing with great energy, and soon Xi Jiuchen's gentle look of bowing his head appeared on the paper. Tang Zhixia made slight modifications to his eyelashes, but in the end the painting was still a little short, because this man can be called an eyelash monster, and his eyelashes are so beautiful.
They are long, curvy, and the shape of his eyes is also particularly beautiful.
After finishing the eyelashes, the man on the paper became particularly expressive and lifelike. Tang Zhixia picked up the teacup, admiring his masterpiece and sighing at God's partiality.
He is also a human being, why does he have such preferential treatment?
At this moment, there was a knock on her door, and Tang Zhixia panicked for a moment. She randomly grabbed a pile of drawing paper next to her and covered it on the drawing on the table, then said to the people outside, "Come in!"
The door was pushed open, and Xi Jiuchen's handsome figure walked in. An inexplicable guilt flashed through Tang Zhixia's eyes, and he stood up and said, "Is something wrong?"
"Has my necklace been designed yet?" Xi Jiuchen said as he approached her desktop.
Tang Zhixia picked up the manuscript he had just drawn and handed it to her, "Nuo, take a look and see if you like it."
Xi Jiuchen took the manuscript and looked at the two chains intertwined together. They were particularly textured and beautiful. He nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, I like it very much."
"Is there anything that needs to be modified?" Tang Zhixia asked.
"No need, just this manuscript! Send it to Li Mei and make it as soon as possible." Xi Jiuchen put down the manuscript and looked at the pile of manuscripts in front of her desk, "What else are you planning to draw?"
After saying that, she stood up and walked towards the window. She opened the half-closed window and wanted to feel the coolness of the autumn wind. As soon as the window was opened, she felt the autumn wind rushing in. By coincidence, she faced
Her desktop was swept away, and the uncovered white paper flew wildly.
"Ah..." Tang Zhixia was so startled that she turned around and tried to rescue her, but the wind outside the window was extremely strong, and it directly hit the bottom piece of paper. Suddenly, the manuscript papers all over the room were flying, and even the man was enjoying it.