Chapter 287

As Xiang Peiqing took the elevator downstairs, the receptionist's heart skipped a beat as she looked at the tall, imposing man.

He possessed a refined and handsome appearance. At this moment, his brows were relaxed, undisturbed by worldly noise, and a faint smile played on his lips, like a spreading warmth, like a spring breeze, refreshing and comfortable.

The big boss must be a refined and cultured man in private.

Seeing the big boss pass by the front desk, the receptionist quickly smiled, lowered her eyes, and greeted him.

The seemingly refined and elegant boss in the receptionist's mind was walking hurriedly, his face almost contorted with madness.

Youyou, you must be very angry... It's okay, I'm coming to find you now, please punish me severely!

Suddenly, the cell phone rang.

A gloomy impatience crept onto Pei Qingqing's smooth face, and his pupils, which were like ink jade immersed in warm water, were now chillingly cold.

Li Jia, the subordinate, followed behind the big boss, trying his best to minimize his presence, silently thinking that with a monthly salary plus bonuses of 150,000, high returns naturally come with high risks...

When Xiang Peiqing saw that it was Shen Yi'an calling, her rationality returned slightly.

Shen Yi'an's voice came from the phone: "Xiang Pei'an, do you have any news about Youyou?"

Without hesitation, Xiang Peiqing replied, "No, what about your end?"

Each person was responsible for a section, but Shen Yi'an shook his head in frustration: "I don't have one here either."

Xiang Peiqing got into the car: "What about Xia Yan?"

"Don't mention him. Ever since he came back from Qinghai last time, he's gone back to Qinghai again, saying he's asking his cousin to design a car for Youyou."

Originally, Xiang Peiqing wanted to divert Shen Yi'an's attention. He remained silent, staring blankly at the word "Qinghai" on the document, his eyes narrowing.

Shen Yi'an hung up the phone after speaking.

He sneered at Pei Qing a few times, almost gritting his teeth as he spat out, "Xia Yan, you're something else."

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As soon as Su Qingbai and Qu Xing got out of school, they went straight to their sister's house without lingering outside.

only......

Why is there a strange man in my sister's house?!

The moment Su Qingbai, Qu Xing, and Xia Yan's eyes met, a tense atmosphere suddenly filled the room.

The eye contact lasted less than a second, yet it felt like half a century.

When Jiang You saw Xiaobai and Quxing return, he said, "Xiaobai and Quxing, you're back."

Xia Yan looked away first, her gaze landing on the girl's face.

A smile played on her lips, spreading from the corners of her mouth to the corners of her eyes, curving into a beautiful arc.

He felt as if something was stuck in his chest, a tightness and suffocation that made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

If it were before, we would have attacked them long ago, just like we did with Song Yun.

Since their reunion, Xia Yan's decision to either kidnap Jiang You or leave her behind rests entirely on her own.

Jiang You's disappearance made him realize that the other person was a living, breathing human being, and if he didn't cherish him, he would lose him forever, and there would be no second one.

Therefore, he was passive, while the girl was the one in control.

Sensing the gaze, Jiang You turned his head and met the light amber eyes.

"elder sister!"

Su Qingbai suddenly shouted, forcibly drawing Jiang You's attention to him.

Little Bai smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons, and asked enthusiastically, "Sister, who is this?"

He was very polite, but he didn't spare a single glance for Xia Yan.

Jiang You curled his fingers up: "Someone I knew before, his name is Xia Yan."

"Hello." Apart from Jiang You, Xia Yan never stares at people for long. As he spoke, his gaze swept over Su Qingbai and Qu Xing as lightly as a feather, carrying a strong sense of distance, before slowly withdrawing.

"Sister, did you make this meal?" Qu Xing asked, though it was a question, he was certain his sister hadn't made it.

Jiang You: "It was Xia Yan who made it."

"Ah," Qu Xing said in surprise, then with a reproachful smile, "Sister, why did you let the guests do it?"

He emphasized the word "guest" very heavily.