The Richest Man Starts From Falling In Love

"What's wrong with your brother? What phone call for so long?"

Chu Yao drank a glass of wine with her, and chatted for a while. It took about ten minutes. The topics that should be talked about were not warm, but Xia Changzheng never came back, so he frowned and asked. One sentence.

"I gonna go see."

Xia Die nodded slightly in greeting, stood up in a hurry, and walked out of the door.

She still has basic emotional intelligence, and it can even be said that it is not low. small

Although this kind of dinner made her feel uncomfortable, she was also able to distinguish the situation clearly.

Obviously, when eating and drinking just now, Dad was the weaker, and Chu Yao was the strong.

Hey.

It's very speechless.

Think about it, it's still a little touchy.

Strictly speaking, this is the third time she has seen Chu Yao.

The first time was at the previous birthday party, the second time was at the tavern in Sanlitun, and this was the third time.

Compared to before, Chu Yao's changes are particularly obvious.

Although wealth, status, and status are also auras, Xia Die doesn't have a particularly strong feeling for these, because she has never lacked.

However, what makes her feel surprised, and even think it is magical-the value of the face!

This man, swollen, has become so handsome in just half a year?

It's almost three hundred and sixty degrees, handsome in all directions without dead ends.

He is less than 30 years old, the collagen has not been lost, and his face still has a sense of youth that has not completely dissipated, but at the same time, because of his social status and identity aura, coupled with his own mature temperament, he also has a very mature temperament. Subtle sense of uncle.

This feeling and demeanor are rare even among male stars who eat with their looks and temperament.

For example, Wu Yanzu at his peak, or Takeshi Kaneshiro, or Xiao Li when he appeared in "The Wolf of Wall Street."

In short, Xia Die couldn't help taking a peek while eating.

For a moment, even it seemed that drinking was not so annoying.

Involuntarily, she compared Chu Yao with all the men she had seen.

This is a woman's instinct.

Suddenly, he felt that although this person was a few years older than himself, he was indeed under thirty, but the label image in his mind was already from the generation of uncles and uncles, and he was still very strong.

But he is still so young and handsome.

The little mood is a bit complicated, Xia Die walked out of the private room, walked through the corridor, and walked outside the independent courtyard.

"dad?"

"What happened to you?"

A small Chinese garden with a small bridge and flowing water. Xia Changzheng was leaning on the railing outside, spitting out a pool of wine, scenting people.

A few colorful ornamental fish swimming happily, pecking at the vomit. Under the light, Xia Die felt a little sick.

Almost yue came out.

Disgusting.

But, after all, it was his father, and he still had to take care of him. He took out a tissue and handed it to him, wiping the dirt on his face, and the strange liquid that I didn't know if it was tears or snot.

After a pack of paper towels are used up, they are almost completely wiped clean.

"Dad, you drank too much, shall we go back?"

Xia Die said, resisting the discomfort.

A man of this age, especially after drinking alcohol, will have a strange smell on his body, which is not stink but more similar to "decay", which makes her feel very uncomfortable.

But my dad is hard to say.

Just not liking the taste does not hinder the fulfillment of filial piety.

"You go back first. Dad has something to do. I have to wait a moment."

Xia Changzheng's expression and tone were still a bit nauseous, but he was in a state of "very strong, you don't need to worry about" macho status, and the father's habit of pampering his daughters, holding the mobile phone and holding it very tightly, it seems that this mobile phone It's a bomb, considering whether to throw it out.

Xia Die pursed her lips.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Who is calling?"

She couldn't help asking.

Although my father is greasy, flowery, lustful, irritable, and bad-tempered, these may be unique problems of successful men, but naturally they also have the core competitiveness of men, that is... being able to do things smoothly.

No matter what you encounter, you will always look like you will never show weakness, and you will definitely not tell your family, you will carry it silently.

When the carrying is over, the next time I drink, I will brag about it.

In just a few words, people feel the stormy seas at that time, which highlights his awesomeness and power.

It makes people feel safe.

But this time, it seemed that it seemed a little stretched.

"It's okay, you go home first, be good, obedient, don't let me scold you!"

As soon as she asked her for details, Xia Changzheng's tone gradually became savage, and her expression changed as soon as she said it changed.

Xia Die:...

Oh!

There was no other way, so I had to go back and ask for help, ask my aunt or Chu Yao.

Dad's temper is very clear, and staying here is nothing more than being scolded by him.

Xia Die's grievances returned to the same path.

However, after returning to the private room, she suddenly found that the people in the private room were also empty.

Chu Yao and his aunt were absent collectively.

People?

not……

Xia Die was so shocked that she was dumbfounded, strange guesses popped up in her mind, and she felt that the barrage in her mind had turned yellow.

——Her impression of Chu Yao has always been like this.

Moreover, it is also clear that my aunt seems to have a good impression of Chu Yao.

only……

Hey, you guys, are you so anxious?

Just as I thought, the sound of a piano suddenly rang in my ears. It was a guzheng. My aunt could play guzheng. The technique was superb. She blushed slightly, and Xia Die was also a little ashamed and surprised.

What are you thinking about?

It seems to be going to play music.

Next to Bao, there is a place for playing, singing, and drinking tea. Going around the screen and opening a door, Xia Die sees the picture in front of her.

I was a little surprised for a while, and froze on the spot.

What surprised her was that it was Chu Yao who was pulling the guzheng.

And the aunt is dancing.

The coat is taken off, and the low-cut small sling is doing a movement similar to a horse, and it is a jumping style, **** and elegant.

My face felt a little hot again.

Why should I come in?

Why do you want to push the door?

This is not ~www.wuxiahere.com~ It is also inappropriate to turn around and leave.

The door was pushed open, and Chu Yao stopped his hand at the right time. He immediately got up and walked towards Xia Die. He put his arm around her shoulder naturally and whispered in his ear: "Your aunt is drinking too much, please take care of it. I will go see your dad."

With a deep and magnetic voice, after speaking, he immediately went out sideways, very gentleman.

Xia Die:...

A little bit speechless for a while inexplicably.

Look at the red-faced aunt, and look at the drunk dad...It's not worrying.

In contrast, Chu Yao, whose face was not red, was still gentle and calm, and even able to play the Guzheng, was simply too strong.

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