Located on the top of a high-rise building in the city center, a luxurious sky villa rises from the ground. No one knows who the owner of this mysterious villa is, and no one knows who lives in this villa.
A familiar face slowly stepped into the garden of this villa, bent down slightly, and reported to the man sitting in the center of the garden: "Master, Miss Qianxi has returned to the Yin family."
"Oh?" When the man bathed in the natural environment heard the report, he put down the newspaper in his hand, smiled lightly, took off the monocular glasses on his eyes, and looked at his servant: "Lao Gao, is she?
The Yin family returned with injuries?"
That's right! This familiar servant is none other than Leng Liehan's driver, Lao Gao, and the owner of this mysterious villa and the man sitting in the middle of the garden is none other than Leng Liehan, who has returned home for many days!
"Judging from the way Miss Qianxi walks, she seems... to be injured."
"Alas..." Leng Liehan's melancholy eyes flashed with a sad light, and he slowly stood up and walked to a blue rose: "Lao Gao, do you think she has forgotten me again?"
"What do you mean, Master?"
He bent down elegantly and took a gentle breath at the gorgeous blue rose. His melancholy eyes were instantly covered with a little loss: "I seem to hear my Qianxi crying. She must be in need of friends now, but why does she
Why don’t you call me?”
"Master..." Lao Gao shook his head helplessly, pushed aside the vines blocking his eyes, and walked up to Leng Liehan in a few steps: "Have you left a phone number for Miss Qianxi?"
"..." When asked, he straightened up quickly, thought for a long time, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Lao Gao, my memory is so bad when I am only in my twenties, what do you think I should do when I get old?
Woolen cloth?"
"Master!" Suddenly, Lao Gao knelt down on one knee and said in a serious and rigorous manner: "Yun Qing is willing to accompany the master to death and help him share his worries."
"Lao Gao..." Leng Liehan reached out and took off the hat on his head with a smile, and only then did Lao Gao's appearance stand out.
At first glance, he seems not as big as Leng Liehan. His chestnut hair is soft and shiny, shining with luster. His wheat-colored skin is both delicate and attractive. His pair of bright and clear eyes with light blue emits a cold and rigorous expression.
The bridge of the nose is straight and has a nice curve.
"You are obviously a few years younger than me, why do you talk like an old man?" He finished his teasing words, pretended to be playful for a moment, and smiled evilly: "Did I call you Lao Gao? Next time, I will do it again
Let me call you Yun Qing."
"It is Yun Qing's honor to call Yun Qing whatever the master calls her." After Gao Yunqing finished speaking, he stood up quickly: "Master, do you want to see Miss Qianxi now? I will help you make arrangements."
"Oh, there's no rush now." He stopped Gao Yunqing's steps, shook his head lightly, turned around and looked at the blue rose again: "Even the cool roses also need to be bathed in sunshine and water, but my beauty
Xi can't get that 'moisture' now..."
Leng Liehan gracefully folded the blue rose, slowly closed his eyes, and took another gentle breath. When he opened his eyes, his melancholy eyes gradually regained their look under the sunlight.
Looking at the breathtaking scenery around him, he raised a charming smile on his lips, carefully pulled off a blue rose petal, and waved...
The beautiful and eye-catching blue petals are flying in the air with the wind, just like graceful elves, enjoying the freedom and joy given by nature: "Qianxi, don't be afraid, I will accompany you in a few days and give you your
Everything you want will make you more, more beautiful and charming..."