No matter how fast the bodyguard moved, there was no time to stop her from throwing herself into Jian Zhipei's arms.
When Jian Zhipei reacted, there was a girl in his arms. Her arms were still tightly around his neck, and her little rose-red face was pressed against his chest.
"Young Master." The bodyguard knew that the young master hated women being near him the most, so he reached over and lifted Ye Wanwan away.
Although Ye Wanwan was dizzy, she did not pass out. She said to the bodyguard in a very temperamental manner, "Don't touch me."
Jian Zhipei glanced at the bodyguard and motioned him to go away, and he reached out to grab her hand around her neck.
But soon, the snake-like arms hugged her back again.
"Ye Wanwan, let go." Jian Zhipei warned, he didn't like such an intimate move.
Ye Wanwan was really dizzy. If she let go, she would definitely fall to the ground.
Jian Zhipei lowered his head, and just in time, Ye Wanwan raised his eyes. The distance between the two people was only about half a hand.
Growing up, the most endearing thing about Ye Wanwan was her pupils, which were extraordinarily black and bright, like two rare black pearls embedded in her beautiful almond eyes.
When she smiles, she looks like a crescent moon, so this is the origin of her name.
At this moment, Jian Zhipei was admiring these eyes from the closest distance. His heart skipped a beat. These eyes,
Bright and clear, as bright as stars.
At this moment, the charming Hei Zhenzhen turned into a bright first quarter moon, and Ye Wanwan smiled at him, as if the aura inside was overflowing.
It's really a pair of eyes that are so bright that they never get tired of looking at them.
The bodyguards on the side were all stunned. They had never seen a woman who could let the young master look at her for such a long time, and no woman had ever dared to come closer than one meter to the young master, let alone hug him.
At this moment, Ye Wanwan was smiling and was pushed away by a force. She fell to the ground and said "ouch".
Jian Zhipei warned with cold eyes, "You are not allowed to come near me without my permission in the future."
At the same time, his slender and beautiful fingers flicked the placket on his chest, as if he was extremely disgusted.
There was a hint of pain in Ye Wanwan's eyes, but Jian Zhipei didn't take it seriously, "Go back to your room."
Ye Wanwan climbed up, still feeling dizzy, so she had to go back to her room and stay there.
At the same time, it also made her see the ruthlessness of this man. In the next year, she should pray for herself.
In the direction of Xi Jiuchen's villa, today is the weekend, and the little guy is at home. Xi Jiuchen accompanied him downstairs to play football early in the morning. Two figures, one large and one small, were running on the grass. The children's happy laughter was flying. Not far away, students were learning in the flower hall.
The woman arranging flowers raised the corners of her mouth from time to time.
Tang Zhixia didn't have any suitable bridesmaids, so Mrs. Xi appointed three young people from the Xi family for her. They were relatives of the Xi family. Xi Jiuchen was the elder, so these three girls in their early twenties had to be named Tang.
Zhixia is called aunt, Tang Zhixia had dinner with them yesterday, and they had a good conversation.
Due to the strict family rules and the teachings of their parents, the younger generations of the Xi family are very elegant in conversation and behavior and are well-educated.
Tang Zhixia is also highly respected in the Xi family. Her future identity will be equal to that of Mrs. Xi. She is the mistress of the Xi family and the person who has the right to make decisions on all matters of the Xi family in the future.
Tang Zhixia didn't understand what the identity of the Xi family's mistress meant at first, but during the preparations for the wedding, she realized that the Xi family's mistress had great rights, and the Xi family still retained many traditional rules.
The Xi family is like a towering tree, with branches and branches intertwined with each other and intertwined roots. There are more than a thousand descendants of the Xi family who depend on it.
The wedding was almost ready, so Tang Zhixia took the opportunity to learn some skills of the hostess, such as flower arrangement, which is both spiritual and aesthetic.
"Mrs. Xi, your technique is very good and artistic." The flower arrangement teacher praised.
"Thank you." Tang Zhixia pursed her lips and smiled. Since she had a great talent for art since she was a child, she likes beautiful things very much and can understand it with just a few clicks.
Just then, her cell phone rang. She picked it up, took a look at it, and said to the flower arrangement teacher, "I'll answer the phone."
She picked up the phone and walked aside to answer it, "Hi, Dad."
"The verdict on Qingqing's case was announced today, and she was sentenced to fifteen years." Tang Jun's voice came.
Tang Zhixia comforted her father, "Dad, don't be upset. She should be responsible for her actions. Li Jie didn't teach her before, but now, someone has to teach her."
"Dad is fine. I just want to inform you. Her biological father has also been sentenced to eight years."
Tang Zhixia comforted his father a few words, knowing that he still felt sad about Tang Qingqing's ending. Although he was not his biological child, he was someone who had grown up around him.
Tang Zhixia also knew that Song Shan's sentencing would be tomorrow. She would be involved in a huge amount of money and her prison term would not be short. Those who had hurt her would all suffer the consequences of their own actions.
Three days later.
The verdict of Song Shan was announced, and the eighteen-year sentence will be executed immediately.
That afternoon, Tang Zhixia and his party went to a private island, where their wedding would be held.
Although Mrs. Xi is old, she is extremely happy on this trip. She wants to witness her grandson's wedding with her own eyes.
Many guests of the Xi family have checked in in advance. It is a beautiful island where you can have fun and experience the joy of the wedding in advance.
In the bar, Jian Zhipei's bodyguards were packing their things because they were going to stay at Xi Jiuchen's wedding island.
Ye Wanwan was also informed to pack her luggage. Ye Wanwan knew that this man was going to attend a grand wedding, so she also packed a few sets of vacation clothes.
In the afternoon, a group of people arrived at the pier, and Ye Wanwan sat on the luxurious cruise ship, staring at the sea in a daze with some depression.
Then, from time to time, she looked at the luxurious man on the other side. After being pushed away by him that time, she didn't dare to be presumptuous. There was a sense of distance in this man that made people feel thousands of miles away.
Two hours later, a small island appeared in the sea. Surrounded by greenery, the sun was shining brightly, and the long white sand beach made people feel unrestrained and made them want to run on it.
"What a clean island." Ye Wanwan exclaimed in surprise, it seems that this is a private island.
After getting off the island, Ye Wanwan's luggage was held by the security guard, and she couldn't wait to play. She asked Jian Zhipei, "Can I play for a while and then go back."
"No." Jian Zhipei refused all her requests.
Whatever she wanted to do, he refused to let her do it. This was the source of his happiness in torturing her.
Ye Wanwan's little face suddenly softened, and he looked back at the charming beach, and could only follow him into the car.
Arriving at a group of villas, Jian Zhipei had a private villa area belonging to him, and Ye Wanwan was assigned to live in his villa as a female companion.
"On the island, you are not allowed to go anywhere without my permission." Jian Zhipei sat on the sofa and ordered to the girl in front of him.
Ye Wanwan blinked. The stern look on the man sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed made her feel that he was a king and she was a maid.
