"What did you say? Your brother wants to see me?" Qingyao looked at Xuan Yi in surprise. Xuan Yi actually came back tonight to tell her that his brother wanted to see her.
Qingyao never thought that she would have to meet her parents' parents so soon, and the first one to bring it up was Xuanyi, the man who once sneered at her.
Qingyao fell into deep thought, wondering whether or not to go and meet him.
Seeing this, Xuan Yi stepped forward, took Qing Yao's hand and said, "Ayao, don't you want to meet my family? I only have my brother as a relative in China. He is usually busy with company affairs, so we rarely see each other, but he is very nice to me. He has made a lot of efforts in this matter, and he is very curious about you."
Qingyao nodded slightly after hearing this and said, "Okay. When?"
Xuan Yi said: "Tomorrow night."
Qingyao said "Oh" and nodded to show that she understood. It was time to remove the plaster today, and she could also meet the parents tomorrow.
In the afternoon, Xuan Yi and Yan Qing accompanied Qing Yao to the hospital to remove the plaster. Qing Yao looked at her arm that had finally regained its freedom and breathed a sigh of relief.
For the past week, carrying this heavy thing had made it extremely inconvenient for her to shower. Every time, the four men took turns helping her, and they took advantage of her. Now that she had finally gotten rid of this burden, Qingyao felt much more relieved.
Then they went to the mall together to buy a dress for Qingyao. The meeting tomorrow night was not scheduled outside, but at Brother Xuanyi's manor. In order to show respect to each other, Qingyao decided to choose a suitable dress.
After trying on several dresses, Yan Qing and Xuan Yi nodded in approval at the same time. Qingyao was wearing a moon-white cheongsam, looking like a beauty walking out from the depths of time.
The stand-up collar of the cheongsam fits her slender neck, subtly highlighting her reserve and dignity.
The slim fit winds down along her soft curves, making her waist as thin as a willow in the wind, barely slender enough to be held in one hand.
The slits on both sides of the hem are just right, revealing her fair and slender legs faintly when she walks, like a secret and alluring scenery.
The robe was not overly decorated, with only delicate plum blossom patterns embroidered on the cuffs and neckline with the same color silk thread, like a hint of cold fragrance seeping into the snow, adding a touch of cold and noble temperament to her.
She walked gracefully in this cheongsam, and her noble and elegant aura seemed to be innate. Her every move was full of the charm and composure accumulated over the years, which made people unable to take their eyes off her, as if the prosperity of the world had become a dim background behind her.
Qingyao turned around in front of the mirror and felt more and more satisfied. Xuanyi looked at Qingyao with eyes full of appreciation and love.
Other salespeople also praised the dress, saying it was tailor-made for Qingyao. After buying the dress, the group left the mall.
The next day, it was almost five o'clock when Xuan Yi accompanied Qing Yao to finish her styling. It was just the right time to go back to the manor. When the car drove into the manor, it was like stepping into a luxurious dream kingdom.
The tall and majestic carved iron gate slowly opened to welcome the guests. A wide marble driveway meandered through it like a silver thread, with neatly trimmed low shrubs on both sides of the road.
The main building of the manor is magnificent. A huge European-style pavilion stands before your eyes. The exquisite exterior walls are made of white marble and dark brown walnut, sparkling with charming luster under the sunlight.
Rows of tall Roman columns support the spacious porch, and the columns are carved with intricate patterns, telling ancient stories.
As Qingyao and Xuanyi got out of the car, two rows of servants bowed in unison and said, "Welcome, Miss Qingyao."
The butler stepped forward and bowed, saying: "Young Master, Miss Qingyao, the master is already waiting, please come in!" After that, he politely extended his hand and invited Qingyao and the others in.
Walking into the house, the high dome of the hall is painted with gorgeous murals, and the dazzling crystal chandeliers are like falling stars, casting light.
Under your feet is a precious Persian carpet, soft and thick. In the living room, leather sofas surround a huge fireplace, and the mantelpiece is filled with antiques and treasures from all over the world, exuding an atmosphere of history and culture.
There is a row of wine cabinets filled with fine wines from all over the world. Bottles of precious red wine are neatly arranged. Every corner of this manor exudes unparalleled luxury and dignity, and is the ultimate symbol of wealth and taste.
Qingyao met Lan Yuan again. Tonight, Lan Yuan once again confirmed that he was the most outstanding man she had ever seen. Lan Yuan stood there straight, wearing a dark-colored haute couture suit that fit his amazing inverted triangle figure. His broad shoulders were flat and strong, and the lines were smoothly converging at the narrow waist, as if it was a masterpiece of art cut by a master craftsman with the most exquisite skills, showing his masculine charm to the fullest.
He was 191cm tall, with long, straight legs, like two jade pillars supporting his gorgeous clothes and noble aura.
The inky black hair was combed back neatly like the wings of a night crow, and a few strands of hair were casually scattered on the forehead, adding a bit of unruly and free-spiritedness.
The ink-black earrings sparkled with a cold and charming luster under the light, like mysterious stars hidden in the dark night, quietly embellishing his ears, adding a unique and charming aura to him.
His face was like a statue of a god in ancient Greek mythology, with deep and distinct contours. Under his high nose bridge, his thin lips were slightly pursed, with a faint smile at the corners of his mouth. His eyes were as deep as the sea, and the darkness seemed to contain endless stories and power. Just a glance could make people's hearts flutter and they would be deeply attracted to him.
The whole person exudes an indescribable and exquisite temperament, as if he is an aristocrat from another time and space, with innate pride and dignity, which is eye-catching and even more impressive.
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