It was Tang Xili who injured the person, and she couldn't shirk responsibility for such a small matter.
Soon, she pushed the wheelchair and came to Yong Zhixu's room.
The door was wide open, and an old Chinese doctor was sitting on the sofa, giving massage treatment to Yong Zhixu, who had changed into clean clothes.
This was someone her bodyguard had found. He was said to be a famous massage expert here and was well-known for his bone-setting skills.
She arrived at the right time, as her treatment was nearing completion.
The old Chinese doctor finally put a black plaster on Yong Zhixu's ankle, and then began to pack up the medicine box.
"Don't get the plaster wet, keep your feet elevated, eat a light diet, and most importantly, don't walk..."
As he was giving instructions, he caught a glimpse of a pretty young girl in the room and said half-jokingly, "If you need anything, just ask your girlfriend to help you. Just don't move around."
Girlfriend? Who? Her?
Tang Xili frowned and moved her cherry lips, wanting to deny it.
It was Yong Zhixu who spoke before her. The man explained in a gentle and graceful manner, "Old sir, you have misunderstood. This is my friend, not what you think."
"Oh, my friend." The old Chinese doctor suddenly realized and smiled apologetically, "I'm old and my eyesight isn't very good. Please don't mind it, little girl."
Tang Xili didn't say anything.
After the old Chinese doctor left, she pushed the wheelchair to the sofa and said, "Mr. Yong, Chen Zui asked me to take you to the banquet hall. Let's go."
In fact, Yong Zhixu saw her for the first time when she pushed her wheelchair into the house. The little girl was wearing a black shirt and a black gold-woven horse-face skirt, and she was as cool and beautiful as a black swan.
She was very happy, thinking that she had come to him on her own initiative.
It turned out that she came because Chen Zui asked her to come, not because she came on her own initiative.
I can't help feeling a little lost.
But the man still maintained a warm smile on his face, "Then I'll have to trouble Miss Tangxi."
He stood up by supporting himself on the sofa and moved to the wheelchair.
Tang Xili did not forget the doctor's instructions. She squatted down and raised the instep of his right foot before pushing him out.
The entire homestay is a one-story building, imitating the ancient two-courtyard style. They live in the east and west wing rooms in the backyard, and the banquet hall is in the front yard.
Tang Xili pushed Yong Zhixu through the backyard and corridor to the banquet hall.
The banquet hall is about 100 square meters, decorated in an antique style, with a four-meter-long winding water flowing wine table in the middle.
The table is decorated with flowers, and the water flow in the middle creates a scene with gravel, pebbles, water plants and small fish. It is fresh, elegant and very interesting.
There was also a music group nearby, with several women wearing Wei and Jin style Hanfu waiting to play some music.
Zhou Zhou had arrived a long time ago and was taking pictures facing the Qushui Liushang table to share with her online boyfriend.
Seeing Tang Xili pushing Yong Zhixu into the door, he immediately went to greet them.
"Ali..." Her voice was sweet and soft, like she was acting coquettishly.
However, when facing Yong Zhixu, his smile faded and he stood at attention, as obedient and serious as an elementary school student meeting his homeroom teacher. "Hello, Third Brother."
Her voice became less shrill, and she bowed and nodded towards the main seat, making a 'please come in' gesture, "Third brother, please take a seat."
No matter how they complained behind his back, Zhou Zhou didn't dare to be rude in front of him.
In the entire circle, no one dared to disrespect the Third Brother.
The prominent families with generations of officials and the top families with ancestral halls and temples are no joke.
Zhou Zhou couldn't help but worry about Tang Xili.
If the third brother pursues Ali for a long time and Ali still doesn't like him, will he be angry and embarrassed?
It won’t be like in the novels, where the love cannot be obtained and then it is taken away by force, right?
Or maybe love turns to hate, and if you can't get it, you destroy it!
What should I do then?
Zhou Zhou was extremely worried, but he quickly dismissed these two possibilities.
No, no, no, Ali is not a pushover. She might shoot the third brother before he can snatch it away.
What should I do then? By then, Ali will be hunted down by several major families.
Yong Zhixu saw that her expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book, and her mind was wandering. Sometimes her eyes were shining, and sometimes she shook her head and looked up at Tang Xili in confusion.
"Is she always like this?"
"About the same."
Tang Xili was already accustomed to Zhou Zhou's strange behavior of often performing without props.
She didn't care, pushed Yong Zhixu to the main seat, and then chose a seat far away and sat down.
When the first snack, reunion fruit, was served, Chen Zui came back.
He strode to Yong Zhixu's side, leaned over and whispered something in his ear, covering his mouth with his hand.
Yong Zhixu listened calmly, his handsome face showing no emotion from beginning to end.
He waited until Chen Zui finished speaking before he spoke slowly, "Tell Lao Qi that this won't happen again."
It was clearly an understatement, but when he said it, it gave people a sense of awe without even being angry.
There is a kind of superior who is in control of the situation, strolling leisurely in the garden, giving orders to the country while chatting and laughing, and making the most decisive decisions in the most casual tone.
Tang Xili glanced at him calmly, and at a certain moment, she actually saw some of her own shadow in him.
This is how she usually does things.
The difference is, she won't give a second chance.
Chen Zui went out to make a phone call, and the music band next to him had already started playing.
A song called "Huanqin" with cheerful rhythm and playful tune flowed out from the instruments of several teachers.
Zhou Zhou had a reunion fruit made of lychees stuffed in his mouth. The more he listened, the more distracted he became. He even felt like he was eating in a sneaky way.
"Ahem..." She almost choked and raised a hand, "Um, teachers, can we change the song?"
Several people stopped and said, "Miss Zhou, please order."
Zhou Zhou's eyes rolled around as he smiled broadly, "My dear consort, I want to listen to you!"
After she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that she had not yet asked her third brother for his opinion, so she hurriedly and cautiously asked, "Third brother, is it okay?"
Yong Zhixu lifted his eyelids and looked at Tang Xili who was far away from him. His eyebrows were as gentle as spring water and blue. "What song would you like to hear, Miss Tangxi?"
Tangxi Pear, who was stuffing the glutinous fruit into her mouth, was suddenly called out and raised her head in surprise.
Somewhat confused.
Zhou Zhou was asking him, why was he asking her?
Tang Xili didn't understand, but thinking Zhou Zhou wanted to hear it, she chewed the fruit quickly. After swallowing the sweet fruit, she said in a cold voice, "I'll listen to whatever Zhou Zhou wants to hear."
"Okay, then it's the female prince consort." He instructed the music team.
The teachers nodded and began to play the role of the female prince consort.
At this time, the chef placed the second dish in the Qushui River. It was called Xianluo San Caixia, a jelly made of lychee and pork elbow, cut into long strips and placed on a plate, decorated with violet flowers.
At the same time, the handsome waiters also brought lychee wine and lychee and bayberry drinks.
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