Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

Tang Jingci only carried a small luggage bag. When she walked out of the airport, the hot wind hit her face, making her whole body hot and humid, but when she saw Qiao Xiyan, she inevitably thumped.

Because he was going to attend the full moon banquet at night, Qiao Xiyan was wearing a well-fitting black suit. He took off his jacket at this moment, with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, with one hand in the pocket of his suit trousers, and the other holding a cigarette...

With phoenix eyes and thin lips, his black hair is disheveled. Before meeting him, he always felt that he was an elite, but now he looks wild and unruly.

His sharp eyes stared at her unhurriedly.

Seeing her walking over, she raised her foot and walked over, snuffing out the half-smoked cigarette and throwing it in the trash can.

During the time he was looking for her just now, he had already been scolded to death by his father. He would call every five or six minutes. If she was really lost by him today.

He was afraid that his father would kill him alive.

Seeing her come out, I feel a little relieved.

Qiao Xiyan walked straight towards her, and Tang Jingci inexplicably wanted to back away.

She wasn't afraid of Qiao Xiyan, but thinking that he might be waiting for her for a long time, she must be impatient, so she opened her mouth first.

"When I came out, I didn't see anyone, so I sat on the side for a while and kept you waiting." Tang Jingci was wearing a dress with thin straps and light knitting, which fit well on the plane, and she was already a little warm when she came out .

In fact, sometimes this kind of thing really happens, separated by a little distance, but they misread it and missed it. Tang Jingci was sitting not far from the exit of the station, but the two of them didn't see each other.

"It didn't take long, give me the luggage." Qiao Xiyan's demeanor was always there.

Tang Jingci followed behind him step by step, and the heart that had been frightened by him just now hadn't completely landed before he heard him say something.

"I just waited for forty minutes."

Tang Jingci bit her lip, but still bravely got into his car.

His coat was draped over the co-driver's seat, and Tang Jingci was in his arms. He planned to throw it in the back seat, but found that the back seat was full of things. It seemed to be a full moon gift box that he would bring back to the guests later.

She could only hold the clothes in her arms, extremely embarrassed.

After Qiao Xiyan got into the car, she threw the phone to Tang Jingci and asked her to call her father to report that she was safe.

"password……"

"Six 7s."

From the screen saver to the wallpaper, they are all in a minimalist style. It can be seen that the personality is also simple and cold. Tang Jingci called his father, and after the call was connected...

"...I told your uncle a long time ago, don't let Qiao Xiyan pick him up, he insisted on sending his own son, and in the end he lost you again."

"Dad, in fact, my plane was ahead of schedule, and I didn't even get in touch with him."

"So he should find you sooner."

"Actually, both of us are exiting, maybe there are too many people, and we didn't see each other for a while..."

"Does that kid have bad eyesight? My daughter is so beautiful, but he can't see it!"

...

Tang Jingci couldn't laugh or cry, in his father's eyes, she was a fairy.

Her father is a typical encouraging father, who praises her in various ways, she is the best.

The carriage was too quiet, and Tang Wangjin's dissatisfaction reached Qiao Xiyan's ears intermittently. At this moment, there was a traffic jam ahead, and Qiao Xiyan had no time to reach out to her, motioning for him to give him the phone.

"...I knew this kid was unreliable in his work, and people couldn't see it in front of him?"

"Uncle." Qiao Xiyan said.

"Oh—Xi Yan."

"After she arrives in Nanjiang, I will keep an eye on her every step of the way. I promise not to lose her, and I will send her to the plane intact. My mobile phone is going to run out of battery, so I hang up first." After finishing speaking, she cut off the phone.

Inseparable?

Tang Jingci's ears were soft and red...

"Well... can I call you senior brother?" The atmosphere was too oppressive, and Tang Jingci wanted to find a topic.

"Yeah." Taking advantage of the traffic jam, Qiao Xiyan turned his head to look at her.

The facial features are cold, almost glamorous, very delicate, with emerald earrings hanging on the pink earlobes, and tassels hanging from the edges, purely handmade, with very fine workmanship.

Tang Jingci originally wanted to ask about Mr. Xiao Yan, but found that Qiao Xiyan had been looking at him with such concentration that it made people panic.

"Brother?"

"Um?"

"You..." What are you looking at?

"Next time you can't contact me, stand in a conspicuous place, or just stand still, and I will go find you." Qiao Xiyan retracted her gaze, and secretly deepened the impression of her figure in her mind.

"I thought you didn't remember what I looked like." Tang Jingci was completely normal. In fact, they only had one meal together, so it's normal not to remember what I looked like.

"Remember."

"Um?"

The traffic was moving slowly, and the whistle sounded outside from time to time, making it a bit noisy, but Tang Jingci clearly heard him say:

"I remember what you look like."

She coughed and looked out of the window, the atmosphere in the car went down instantly, Qiao Xiyan turned on the car radio, and there was actually a cross talk playing...

Tang Jingci glanced at Qiao Xiyan, why did he...

Like his dad.

It made her feel like she was sitting in her father's car. Is this sculptor so old-fashioned?

Before arriving at the restaurant, the two had zero communication throughout the whole process.

**

Nanjiang International Hotel

The Yan family booked the entire restaurant today, Tang Jingci arrived earlier, and there were not many guests.

Qiao looked at the person Beiqing personally went to pick up at the door, and directly criticized and educated Qiao Xiyan, but he also glared angrily and gouged him hard.

This bastard caused him to be scolded by his senior brother.

Even if he couldn't pick up anyone, Qiao Wangbei suddenly had a feeling that his daughter-in-law was hopeless. With his bad temper, the ghost would fall in love with him.

Qiao Wangbei used to focus on his own business, and kept a resigned attitude towards Qiao Xiyan's marriage and childbirth. But recently, he has been looking at Mr. Xiao Yan, and he has the idea of ​​having a grandson.

Qiao Xiyan raised her eyebrows slightly. Picking up someone is a technical job, and sometimes it depends on luck. She is hiding in a corner, so no one can find her.

"Jing Ci, you are quite tired from catching the plane, so go to the back and rest first." Qiao Wangbei was always a little more patient with girls.

"Thank you uncle, I'm not tired."

Qiao Xiyan shook off his coat. The hotel was very air-conditioned. As soon as he put it on, he smelled the fragrance of the clothes. He frowned slightly, and just remembered that the clothes had been held in Tang Jingci's arms just now.

There is so much fragrance on this body, even if you rub it, it will leave a smell.

"This is the daughter of the Wangjin family." The old lady greeted her.

She had seen several of Mr. Qiao's disciples, and there was still a portrait of Tang Jingci and his father.

"Grandma Yan is good."

"Thank you for your hard work. You may not be able to take good care of her tonight. You stay in Nanjiang for two more days, and you will stay at our house later..." Yan Wangchuan's brothers and sisters have a good relationship, so Mrs. Yan will naturally take more care of her.

Besides, coming all the way from abroad, we can't just let people go back like this.

"Well, I'll take you to the back to rest for a while..."

Tang Jingci let her lead him into the house.

This lounge is exclusively for the Yan family, and there is a baby's crib in it, but it is currently empty.

"You know Wanwan, right? She'll come over later and ask someone to get you something to eat. You must be hungry..."

"Grandma Yan, you're welcome, I'm not hungry."

But Tang Jingci repeatedly refused, but couldn't resist the old lady's enthusiasm.

She was left alone in the lounge for the time being. She was looking for a place to sit down, but accidentally caught a glimpse of a set of carving knives placed on the table. They were brand new, just opened, and the handles were still engraved with complicated patterns.

It's too impolite to tamper with other people's things, so she sat on one side and looked at it roughly.

It feels a little flashy.

At this time, it was Qiao Xiyan who opened the door and came in. He was holding a plate of pastries and put them on the table, "Grandma Yan ordered them to be delivered."

"Thanks."

When Josie came in, she saw her eyes kept on the carving knife, and knew she was interested in that.

I heard from my father earlier that Tang Jingci inherited his father's business, but in their line of work, there are no calluses on her hands, which is too abnormal, and her father keeps praising her, so Qiao Xiyan naturally meant to compete with her.

"Will it be?" He pointed to the carving knife.

"I understand a little bit." Tang Jingci knew that Qiao Xiyan was a leader in the industry, and he was a young talent, so he naturally spoke more modestly.

"Do you want to try it?"

"This is the new knife."

"It's okay." Qiao Xiyan rummaged through a black bag on one side for a long time, and found a few beads, emerald agate, brocade red and tender green, "Choose one?"

"Now?" Tang Jingci looked at the beads in his hand, a little surprised.

Qiao Xiyan remained silent, Tang Jingci took a Nanhong bead and rubbed it on his fingertips, "Do you have a pen?"

First draw the shape and then cut the knife.

Qiao Xiyan took a special pen for her, Tang Jingci thought for a moment, and wrote the pen...

It's just a peony, and she carves on it with a carving knife in her hand.

Qiao Xiyan was still interested at first, but he frowned when he saw that her wrist was trembling slightly, and she was even more hesitant to drop the knife...

What a waste to blind his beads for nothing.

"I'm going out to entertain guests, take your time."

Tang Jingci breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the door closing...

This person was a bit too scary, staring at her with a cold face, without blinking his eyes, the aura was too strong, how could she not be nervous, but it was embarrassing enough to be so nervous that her hands shook.

Qiao Xiyan completely regarded her as an enemy.

Just because you were blamed for picking up the plane, take it out on yourself?

Tang Jingci was speechless, really childish.

**

When Song Fengwan and Qiao Aiyun returned to the lounge, seeing Tang Jingci naturally chatted enthusiastically again.

"When I saw you when I was a child, you were only that tall." Qiao Aiyun stretched out her hand and gestured, "You are a small one with two ponytails, and you like to run behind Xiyan's butt, like a little tail, but in the end he fucked you lost."

"I like following him?"

"Yeah, it's summer. I was sweating and tanned after running with him, but I was still willing to follow him. When I left, I couldn't stop crying, driving your dad crazy."

Tang Jingci really didn't remember these things.

"That kid not only lost you, but you also went to the river with him to catch tadpoles. When you came back, your clothes were all wet, your face was covered in mud, and you almost died when you fell into the water."

"Later, your father simply didn't bring you to our house. When you go abroad, you won't see him again."

Song Fengwan was speechless.

She had the impression that her cousin was very kind to her. He would take her out to play, buy delicious food, and even take her for a ride on a bicycle to help her get ahead...

Not at all what mother said.

Tang Jingci coughed twice.

She and Qiao Xiyan probably had a disharmony in their horoscopes, and their fates were mutually exclusive, otherwise, how could they have met him with such a mess, and almost killed him.

"This is Yan Chi, can I take some photos and record a video, my dad really wants to see him." Tang Jingci changed the subject...

**

banquet hall

Qiao Xiyan was helping to greet the guests, taking a break occasionally, walked to the side and took a drink to moisten his throat.

"Xiyan..." The old lady dressed up fancy and had her hair permed again today, looking extraordinarily energetic.

"Grandma Yan."

"I have a question with you."

"Tell me." Qiao Xiyan greeted the guests, his throat was so dry and smokey, he kept drinking water.

"Wangjin's girl, does she have a boyfriend?"

"Um?"

"I think she has a pretty good temper, and she speaks softly. Do you think she is worthy of the young minister?"

Yan Shaochen has also reached the age of marriage, and the old lady meets a good-looking and good-natured person, so she naturally wants to make a match, first make a friend, and maybe it will be successful.

"Yan Shaochen?" Qiao Xiyan drank his water calmly.

"You should know her better, don't you think?"

"Not suitable."

"You don't think it's suitable?" The old lady was speechless, "Forget it, I'll just ask casually, you don't think the person is bad, if you say it's not suitable, there is probably something wrong with it."

Qiao Xiyan watched the old lady leave, and took a sip of warm water.

Tang Jingci is handicapped, probably the same as her cousin, her inheritance is not good, and she looks ostentatious, it's better not to blame Yan Shaochen, that kid doesn't seem to be able to suppress her.

Besides, he also promised his uncle to send her on the plane intact. This kind of thing can be saved as much as possible.

The third watch is over, girls should develop a good habit of punching in, leaving messages, and voting~

The background seems to be a lot more stable today, as if there is no convulsion [cover face]

**

Said that the junior sister is handicapped?

Cousin, your face will be swollen in the future.

I lost the person twice, and even brought him into the river. I almost lost my life. If the two of them come into contact, sooner or later they will die. Cough...

By the way, old lady, you are wrong about something, my cousin has very bad eyesight, otherwise why would I give Wanwan to the third master with my own hands...

Cousin: I'm going to sharpen the knife!