"Wedding room? Isn't it here?" Wen Yishu looked at him puzzledly.
"Of course not here. Why would we get married here? We'll live in Shui'an Hua Ting after we get married and bring grandma over to live with us.
Whenever we come here, we can stay for a few days and treat it as a vacation."
Xiao Yichen hugged him, rubbed his head with his chin, and gently kneaded his earlobe with his hand.
"good!"
After hearing his plan, Wen Yishu felt warm in her heart. She buried her face in his chest, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat, and felt extremely at ease.
"Then you can sleep a little longer. I have an important meeting at nine o'clock this morning, so I can't accompany you. How about I take a rest tomorrow and accompany you?"
"Okay!" The two of them whispered to each other for a while before Xiao Yichen got up to wash up.
After Xiao Yichen left, Wen Yishu continued to take a nap, but this nap was not comfortable and he fell into a dream again.
"Hey, isn't this the young master of the Xiao family? What are you doing? Since we met today, how about treating us to a meal?"
"That's right, the young master of the Xiao family is not the kind of stingy person, so we must go to a more upscale place!"
"Brothers, we asked you to treat us because we think highly of you. If you were not the young master of the Xiao family, I, Buddha, would not ask you to treat us either!"
The three of them looked like hooligans, about seventeen or eighteen years old, sloppy and unruly.
They surrounded another boy who looked younger on a bench under a tree. The boy was carrying a schoolbag and holding a flower board in his hand.
They were wearing the same clothes, blue and white, and I knew at a glance that it was the school uniform of a certain school.
The sunlight filtered through the treetops, falling onto the boy's shoulders and illuminating his handsome face. He had short chestnut hair that fell softly on his forehead, like twinkling stars in the night sky.
His skin was as white as jade, his lips were as red as cherries, and his slender fingers seemed like carefully crafted works of art. Every detail showed the boy's indescribable handsomeness.
This face looks familiar.
It was this young man, his eyes full of panic and fear at this moment, he looked very helpless. There were already many people around paying attention to this side, but no one dared to step forward to rescue him.
"I still have art class to go to. I don't have time to treat you guys to dinner?"
The young boy stammered in refusal, and his nervousness could be seen from the way he tightly grasped the drawing board.
"Our Master Meng is flattering you by asking you to treat him to a meal. Don't be so shameless!"
One of the boys with purple hair said this and stepped forward to pull the boy's bag.
"I can't give it to you!"
The young boy pulled his bag hard to prevent him from succeeding, but a man with acne on his face came forward to help and snatched his bag away.
"Tianyao, why are you nagging him? When did you become so fussy about things?"
"Hey, Kang Le, who's being fussy? It's just that I didn't perform well for a while, isn't it, Mr. Meng?"
As they talked, they began to rummage through the bag and threw out the things in it one by one.
He threw all the pencil cases, chargers, wet wipes, paintbrushes, and boxes of paint on the ground, and finally took out his wallet from the zipper.
As soon as they opened it, they took away all the cash inside and threw the wallet to the ground.
"Next time you see us, be honest and take out the money, otherwise you will be in trouble!" The young man named Kang Le raised his fist and waved at him.
He was so scared that his face turned pale, his whole body was shaking, his eyes were full of fear, and he curled up into a ball!
The three of them walked away. The young boy squatted down and picked up his things one by one after making sure that they would not come back. No one came forward to help, but just stood in the distance and pointed.
Looking at his empty wallet, his eyes turned red and he couldn't help but let his tears fall.
A young boy, carrying a backpack and holding a drawing board, walked under the shadow of the trees, walking slowly and slowly, and walked into a fog.
Wen Yishu, lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and stared at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling with a confused look.
He didn't understand what was wrong with him. Why did he seem to be dreaming recently? Except for last night when Xiao Yichen was with him, he dreamed all night long.
When did he start dreaming? It seemed to be from that time when he was almost gored by a pig. After getting scared, he started dreaming when he fell asleep.
And they were some very strange dreams. The things that happened and the people that appeared in the dreams seemed very far away from him, but also seemed like things he had experienced.
Just like today, he didn’t seem to know the person who appeared in his dream, but he felt inexplicably familiar with him.
He thought about it for a while but couldn't figure it out, so he just got up.
After washing up, Wen Yishu went to the living room and saw the old lady sitting on the sofa reading a book, Aunt Wang sitting on the side knitting a sweater, and Uncle Wang holding a kettle to water the flowers and plants on the balcony.
Uncle Wang took good care of the flowers and plants on the balcony, while Aunt Wang was busy in the kitchen.
Everything in this house makes Wen Yishu feel warm.
"Master Shu, are you up? Go and ask your Aunt Wang to cook noodles for you. We'll have chicken noodle soup this morning." Uncle Wang was the first to notice him.
"Okay, Uncle Wang, I'll go right away.
Good morning, Grandma, good morning, Aunt Wang!"
Wen Yishu walked over and sat between the old lady and Aunt Wang, one arm around the other, smiling brightly.
"Morning, Master Sanbao!"
"Get up! Are you still tired? I heard from Xiaochen that you haven't slept for the past few days. What's wrong? Did you not sleep well outside while recording the show?" The old lady looked at him gently.
"It's okay, grandma. Recording the show is fine. The villagers are very welcoming. The family I stayed with even bought me a new bed. It was very comfortable to sleep on.
I'm just not used to sleeping with Brother Yongjie!"
Wen Yishu did not tell the old lady about his dream because he didn't want her to worry about him at such an old age.
"That's good, it's okay. Rest well at home today. Let's go have breakfast first. Your Aunt Wang's chicken soup is delicious!"
"Okay, I'll come and accompany you after I finish eating!"
Wen Yishu skipped to the restaurant.
Xiao Yichen sat in the main seat in the conference room, looking at the heads of various departments with a cold face, waiting for their summary reports on the latest projects.
"Boss Xiao, regarding the land in the south of the city that is a joint venture between Fugui Real Estate, Qi's family, and Hanzhong Hotel.
We have offered to acquire them for 200 million yuan. They have not agreed yet, but it can be seen that they are wavering.
And the bank has already liquidated their assets.
I believe that we will be able to take over that piece of land in the near future.
This is the detailed plan we made.”
The manager in charge of the acquisition department controlled the slides projected on the computer, which showed their planning plan.
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