Although Chen Li saw that her niece Wen Ying was wearing layers of filters, she had to admit that there were some gaps that filters could not fill.
Sakura won't lie to her, it's better if she doesn't know her!
Wen Ying doesn't feel guilty at all.
She didn't lie.
Didn't it say in Stephen Chow's movie that you can't use the Shang Fang sword of the previous dynasty to kill the officials of this dynasty? Putting aside the previous life, she has not yet met Xie Qian in this life.
It turns out that Xie Qian was already in Chengdu as early as the summer vacation in 2004?
In his previous life, Xie Qian didn't transfer to another school until the first semester of high school in 2005, and became classmates with Wen Ying.
Wen Ying didn't even know that Xie Qian was related to Teacher Lin, because on this day in her previous life, Wen Ying was still waiting for the results of the high school entrance examination in her hometown. She didn't come to Chengdu, and she didn't follow her aunt Chen Li to visit Teacher Lin today. Naturally, she wouldn't be here
Teacher Lin's house and Xie Qian met by chance.
Perhaps Xie Qian had always been in contact with Teacher Lin's family, but Wen Ying had no chance to meet him.
According to the trajectory of her previous life, she didn't meet Xie Qian until 2005... At that time, her aunt Chen Li had divorced her uncle Deng Shangwei and sold the house in this community and moved to another place.
When Wen Ying thought about this, she immediately became more motivated and put aside the incident of meeting Xie Qian in advance.
Xie Qian is still alive, that's all.
If she wanted to do something for Xie Qian, she still had plenty of time, so she didn't have to worry about being late.
Instead, Chen Li and Deng Shangwei's marriage is on the rocks, which is imminent.
Wen Ying was full of fighting spirit: "Auntie, from now on, I will be uncle's secretary. Does uncle have any entertainment arrangements tonight?"
Chen Li also wanted to be serious, but she couldn't hold back her laughter: "Do you still know how to be a secretary?"
Wen Ying nodded firmly:
"Of course I understand, but my uncle has to cooperate with me. He can't fool me just because I'm young."
Chen Li didn't take what Wen Ying said seriously.
I have only ever heard that secretaries have to cooperate with their bosses in their work. How can there be any boss who in turn cooperates with his secretary? Wen Ying is still a child at heart, and her words are too funny.
However, Chen Li did not dampen Wen Ying's enthusiasm.
It is normal for a teenage female student who has not been exposed to the adult world to have an incorrect understanding of the workplace.
"Okay, you, the secretary, have the final say. When my aunt comes home, I will get you Boss Deng's itinerary!"
Wen Ying held Chen Li's arm and said, "Thank you, auntie. No, you are my boss' wife now. Thank you boss's wife for supporting my work."
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"Thank you, thank you, Master. Eat the fruit."
"Thank you, Master, for tea."
Xie Qian was sitting on the sofa at Teacher Lin's house. This set of sofas was very high-end and was bought by Teacher Lin's husband from abroad. Some visitors would come to visit and would be at a loss to sit on such a sofa.
Xie Qian won't.
The teenage boy casually sat on the sofa, and the high-end sofa became his foil. It was not that Xie Qian had to accommodate the sofa, but because of Xie Qian's presence, the high-end leather of the sofa was instantly upgraded to a higher level... Xie Qian put the entire
The villa was all lit up, and the nanny couldn't control her nervousness when talking to Xie Qian. She always felt that she was being rough in front of Xie Qian, and couldn't help calling Xie Qian "young master."
This title can only be heard in TV dramas now. The reality is not the old society, and it has long been out of fashion to call you young master.
But the nanny didn't dare to talk to Xie Qian unless he called her "Master".
Xie Qian said thank you very politely, "Aunt Wang, you can call me by my name."
Auntie Wang, the nanny, smiled, but didn't listen to Xie Qian.
Lin Lin brought two bags down from upstairs, "It just so happens that you are here today. Your brother-in-law went to the United States on a business trip last month and brought you a gift, so I don't have to make a special trip."
Xie Qian stood up and took the bag.
"Cousin, thank my brother-in-law for me. I won't be polite to him. When he goes to the capital, I will receive him well."
Xie Qian was only sixteen years old and already spoke very well. Lin Lin looked at her cousin with eyes full of pride. This was the Qilin son of the Xie family. Although Lin Lin's surname was Lin and not Xie, having a cousin like Xie Qian seemed to prove it.
Teacher Lin's own excellence - Lin Lin's mother-in-law is the vice principal of a key high school, her father-in-law is the general manager of a large publishing group in Chengdu, and her husband is also an elite who has returned from studying abroad. Such a family can definitely be called "cultural people".
They must not have low expectations and look down on the wealthy nouveau riche. Those who can catch their eye are not ordinary people.
Lin Lin's picky parents-in-law and husband only met Xie Qian a few times and fell in love with him very much.
Xie Qian's outstanding appearance and temperament are one reason, as well as Xie Qian's intelligence and decency.
His personality is a little cold, but he never makes people feel uncomfortable when interacting with others.
Lin Lin sometimes feels that her cousin's perfection is unreal.
If we had to find fault with Xie Qian's shortcomings, it would probably be Xie Qian's coldness.
No matter how good your upbringing and etiquette are, even in front of your biological cousin, there is still a trace of human smoke missing.
Lin Lin immediately laughed.
What is she thinking?
If Xie Qian had the fireworks in the world, would he still be Xie Qian?
Just like the gods in the sky, they can occasionally interact with mortals, but they will not live with them for a long time.
Immortals do not belong to mortals, and Xie Qian will not stay in Chengdu for a long time. The pace of life in Chengdu is very slow and comfortable, but it is not suitable for Xie Qian. Lin Lin knows that Xie Qian's stage is not in Chengdu. He will appear here just to accompany him.
The elderly at home come here to recuperate.
"Can grandma still adapt to the climate of Qingcheng Mountain?"
"Well, grandma likes it very much."
"I have no classes tomorrow morning, so I will accompany you back later. I will stay with you in the mountains tonight, and I will return to Chengdu at noon tomorrow."
"good."
Lin Lin lamented that only a character like Xie Qian could have the patience to accompany the elderly to recuperate in the mountains.
Living in the lonely mountains, which young person doesn’t miss the prosperity of the city?
Lin Lin packed two pieces of clothes, brought some supplements suitable for the elderly, and went out with Xie Qian.
When the car drove to the gate of the community, he bumped into Wen Ying again.
Lin Lin had a good first impression of Wen Ying. She couldn't help but joke with Xie Qian, who was sitting in the passenger seat: "You are so good-looking. The little girl was stunned just now. Xie Qian, have you made any friends in school?"
Girlfriend, tell me secretly and I will keep it a secret for you!"
Xie Qian was a little helpless.
Following Lin Lin's line of sight, Xie Qian glanced out the window.
He has been very good-looking since he was a child. If he was not aloof and aloof, he would have to spend 24 hours a day dealing with other people's likings, and there would be no time to do serious business.
Xie Qian has met many people who fell in love with him at first sight, but this was probably not the case with the girl he almost bumped into at the door of his cousin's house just now.
When she saw herself, her face was first shocked, then dazed, and seemed to be filled with nostalgia.
——Looks like he’s about to cry.
That's not love at first sight.
It's like looking at others through yourself.
A trace of doubt flashed in Xie Qian's heart. He was very sure that he did not know the other party.
