And she was still hanging out with Tang Yoshi today, although it was obvious that it was not her intention at the time.
But thinking of that scene, Tang Qianye still felt agitated.
Thinking of this, he frowned slightly, picked up the black piece, and suddenly ate Wen Chenjun's white queen!
"Not interested?" Someone tilted his head and said jokingly, "Down syndrome? Or her?" Compared to the chess game, he was obviously more concerned about the micro-expression of the ten thousand-year-old facial paralysis.
Seeing that he was frowning and not saying anything, Wen Chenjun said again, "However, I have something to ask for in giving this generous gift." He crossed his arms and said, "Qianye, do you count me a share of your business? I am interested.
join in."
Tang Qianye's sickly white face flashed with beauty, "I don't know what you are talking about."
"You know……"
"..."
At this time, the old housekeeper came over and said, "Master, Miss Ouyang is here."
Tang Qianye's hand holding the chess piece paused, and then he slightly lowered his chin. Liu Haixia couldn't see his expression clearly. He accurately placed the chess pieces in a black grid and said calmly, "Let her in."
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Outside the villa.
After receiving the response, the maid bowed slightly and led the guest into the courtyard, while the boy picked up his lawn mower and went busy...
Rose Manor. As the name suggests, a large area of the courtyard is planted with red roses. The vines are climbing strangely around the villa and in the yard. Looking at it, it is like fire and blood, which is eye-catching. The courtyard is designed to be symmetrical.
, there is a pool fountain on both sides, the water is clear, and a white angel statue stands in the center of the fountain...
The rose is magical and the villa is ancient and luxurious.
It's like walking into a movie scene...
"Master, Miss Ouyang is here." The maid bowed her head and stepped aside respectfully.
In the dark and elegant living room, Tang Qianye and Wenchenjun were sitting at the chess table. Wenchenjun laughed loudly, "Qianye, just say she will definitely come."
Tang Qianye returned to his previous indifference and calmness, as if nothing had happened. His face was as white as jade, and his eyes were pure black, as black as the endless abyss at the end of the universe. If he looked for a while, he would have the illusion that he was about to be sucked in.
…
"..." He glanced at Ouyang Weiwei expressionlessly, silently.▼_▼
Catching his gaze, Ouyang Weiwei immediately turned her face away, her eyes flickering. She always felt that so many things had happened, and she felt a little embarrassed when she saw him.
The two were speechless, and a subtle atmosphere flowed in the air.
At this time, someone with sharp eyes looked at them and secretly couldn't help laughing. He suddenly said to Ouyang Weiwei, "By the way, Miss Ouyang, didn't you ask Qianye how he was on the phone yesterday? If you care so much, why don't you do it in person?
ask him?"
There was a smile in his words and there was something special about it.
A woman who was wandering in a fugue stiffened up and her face instantly turned red!
Well……
Could it be that when she called at noon, Wen Chenjun yelled loudly for no reason just for him?
Damn it, so embarrassing...
But Tang Qianye seemed not to hear the question and sat quietly in the dark carved ornate chair, watching the chess game.
The decoration of the living room is luxurious and dignified, and the furniture is dark and elegant. Tang Qianye is wearing a white shirt. His thin and sickly figure does not seem out of place in this heavy and luxurious picture. Instead, he has the look of a sick prince who was cultivated in an old castle.
Noble!
The whole thing is aesthetically like a century-old oil painting.