He couldn't accept Yun Qiao admitting her mistake in front of him. Just as Yun Qiao couldn't bear it, in his heart, Yun Qiao would always be a lively little girl.
She doesn't deserve to lower her proud head for anyone.
She is the eldest lady who always asks everyone she catches if they are blind and don't know her. She is full of arrogance and cannot bend down for anyone.
At least, Cheng Li was reluctant to let her bend down.
When he was very confused, he once thought: Why?
Why wasn't he the one she chose?
Is there any chance it could be him?
Now he understands.
It doesn't have to be him. As long as it's what she wants, that's enough.
The little girl who was playing dice with him at the door of Thirteenth Line, no matter what cards he got, he wanted her to win without losing.
This is what he should do.
Cheng Li suddenly felt relieved.
"Second brother prepared a little dowry for you. But Uncle Qian said that they all gave cash, so I changed it to a check." Cheng Li smiled and said, "Here you go."
Yun Qiao hesitated.
Cheng Li: "Next, when Cheng Yin gets married in the future, I will also give him a dowry alone."
Only then did Yun Qiao take it.
She glanced at it and said, "It's too much."
"Second brother is rich." Cheng Li said with a smile, "Everyone in the world knows that Second Master Cheng has amazing financial resources, right?"
His smile was gentle, like a spring breeze, with gentleness and tolerance, adding a bit of softness and warmth to this wet, cold and lonely New Year's Eve.
Yun Qiao wanted to say something else, but the servant suddenly walked towards them quickly.
The servant was a little anxious, but couldn't help but smile: "Miss Yun Qiao, someone is looking for you outside."
"who."
"Master Xi Qi," the servant said.
Master Xi Qi was generous and allowed him to come in to report the matter and gave him a very high reward.
Yun Qiao: "..."
Cheng Li stood under the eaves, and a dark shadow fell on his face. His eyes were deep, peaceful, and gentle: "Go, it's cold outside, don't ask him to wait."
Yun Qiao collected the check, turned around and left.
Cheng Li stood quietly alone, looking at the lively and bright night sky in the distance and the fireworks that flew by from time to time. His eyes were calm and calm. However, the splendor of those fireworks could not shine into his eyes.
He was like a person who had been lonely for a long time and suddenly found a traveling companion. But now, the traveling companion had taken another road, and he had to embark on the journey alone again.
A little bit lost.
When Yun Qiao walked quickly to the gate of Qian's Mansion, Xi Lanting leaned on the car door, bored.
It didn't snow in Yancheng this year, but it was still very cold. It rained just a few days ago, and the wind blowing on my face was damp and biting.
Xi Lanting was wearing a cashmere windbreaker. The warm clothes insulated him from the cold. He leaned against the car door leisurely, lazily and casually, and as handsome as a god descending from heaven.
Yun Qiao was happy when she saw him.
After jogging a few steps, she stepped forward and threw herself into his arms, hugging him actively.
Xi Lanting hugged her waist and asked, "Is it cold?"
"I'm not cold." She smiled, "I'm simply hot, my heart is warm."
Xi Lanting: "Acid."
"Although the words are sour, my heart is sweet." Yun Qiao said coquettishly, "Why are you here? Tell me it's because you miss me."
"I miss you." He leaned over slightly and leaned close to her ear before he said it.
Yun Qiao only felt a little numb in her ears.
"You're so sour too." Yun Qiao laughed and won the game.
Her laughter exaggerated the silent night and was as moving as the fireworks scattered in the sky.
Xi Lanting leaned over and pecked her lips gently as if he couldn't control himself: "Naughty."
It was too cold outside, so Yun Qiao invited him to sit inside, but he refused; so the two got into the car and hugged each other.
Xi Lanting just missed her so much that he couldn't bear the thought, so he ran over specifically to look for her.