The orange light at the entrance of the hospital fell on her face, and her already extremely beautiful eyebrows seemed to be painted with a layer of golden light, adding to the haziness and sultryness, stunning the world.
It is not unreasonable for Mr. Xi Qi to look down on anyone, but he is only kind to Miss Yun Qiao.
Who is such a beautiful woman in this world?
Miss Yun Qiao is a beautiful and self-aware woman, but does not show off. She is neither vain nor stupid. Xi Rong thinks she is very attractive. It is estimated that many people except Qi Ye like her.
"Master Qi, why don't you try harder?" Xi Rong couldn't help but worry again.
Again, Xi Rong wished he could stand behind Master Qi with a whip and urge him to fall in love. If he was negative, he would whip him.
I'm just thinking about it, but I don't dare to think about it in front of Master Qi. If he sees it, he will inevitably curse.
Xi Rong is most afraid of Master Qi scolding him.
Mr. Xi Qi doesn't scold people harshly. He has all kinds of yin and yang weirdness that makes people feel ashamed and want to die. They would rather be beaten by him.
The weather in Yancheng is particularly weird this year.
It had just snowed, and it was supposed to be sunny for a few days, but then it started to rain coldly.
On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, it snowed again.
Fourth Master Xi and others were at home. Looking at the snowy scene outside, they were a little surprised: "It snowed three times in a row this year. It hasn't happened like this for several years."
Xi Wenlan smiled and said: "It happens every few years, so it's nothing."
At this time, the servant came back with the letters from the fourth room. Among them, most of them were from Xi Wenlan, which were Spring Festival invitations from her classmates; there were also quite a few from Fourth Master Xi, from colleagues, subordinates or other relatives and friends who were celebrating the Spring Festival banquet.
Even Yun Qiao has several copies.
Among these invitations was a telegram.
The telegram was coded and started with 72, which was the code given to her by Cheng Li.
Yun Qiao quickly went upstairs to translate.
Cheng Li's message was not long, saying hello to her, telling her that he had returned to Guangzhou, and reminding her not to forget his birthday gift after the New Year.
Yun Qiao still remembered that when they parted, he kept reminding her to call her back after receiving the message.
"Is the post office still open today?" Yun Qiao rang the bell and called Jingxin upstairs.
Jingxin: "It's still open, the post office is only on holiday this afternoon."
After hearing this, Yun Qiao wanted to go out immediately. It was already nine o'clock in the morning, and there was a post office near Xi's house. Yun Qiao could take a rickshaw at the door.
However, when we arrived at the door, the snow covered the traces, and there was no rickshaw driver waiting.
Yun Qiao knew the way and was worried that the post office would close early, so she simply walked to the post office.
It snowed a few days ago, and the snow has not yet melted into cold rain. Now there is new snow, causing the roads to be covered with snow and ice, making it very difficult to walk.
Fortunately, Yun Qiao wore a pair of suede boots with non-slip and light soles, so she walked steadily step by step. As a result, she walked for a full hour before reaching the post office.
The door of the post office was half-covered, and the people inside were packing up, cleaning, and preparing for the holiday. They would not go to work until the third day of the Lunar New Year.
When Yun Qiao asked to send a telegram, the man was very reluctant and said to her: "I won't send it if it's less than twenty words."
"More than twenty words." Yun Qiao said.
She handed the coded message she had written to the person and watched from the side. After the telegram was sent, Yun Qiao gave the money. As soon as she walked out of the door, the post office person simply closed the door.
She really almost missed it.
"I wonder if the post office in Guangzhou is open or not. Will my second brother receive this telegram before the year?" Yun Qiao thought.
As she thought about it, she realized that she was a little stupid. There was no point in sending this telegram in such a hurry.
She planned to walk back again, but heard the sound of a horn behind her.
Yun Qiao turned around.
A car stopped not far from her, and Xi Rong opened the door: "Miss Yunqiao."
Yun Qiao was slightly surprised: "Is it Master Qi's car?"
She glanced into the car.
In the car, not only Xi Lanting, but also a young and beautiful girl sat next to him.