The guard, who was over fifty years old, nodded and said, "Maybe it's something about the Chamber of Commerce."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Zui came over and hugged the energetic old man, "Hello, uncle."
Chen Zui and Yong Zhixu both worked at the Chamber of Commerce. Seeing Chen Zui coming, Old Man Yong couldn't help but ask, "Is there something urgent going on at your Chamber of Commerce?"
"No." Chen Zui said without thinking.
Old Master Yong thought for a moment and asked, "Then why didn't your third brother come?"
"Ah? Isn't he on his way?" Chen Zui was a little confused. "When he left the Chamber of Commerce, he said he wanted to buy your favorite mung bean cakes..."
Old Master Yong and the guard looked at each other and felt that this matter was a little unusual.
But I didn't ask any more questions.
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The outline of the sun was gradually swallowed by the horizon, and the bright red clouds dragged their long tails across the blue sky, forming a painting of blending colors.
Tang Xili leaned on the balcony railing, looking at the clouds in the sky, fiddling with the pink gentian flowers beside her out of boredom.
"Swish--" A brake sound came from the opposite side. She came to her senses and looked down, and saw a black Pagani parked at the gate of the villa opposite.
Tang Xili's eyes lit up and she immediately turned around and went to the first floor.
As the Beginning of Autumn approaches, the evenings and early mornings are no longer so hot. After the sun sets, a hint of coolness permeates the air.
The jacaranda trees on both sides of the road swayed in the wind, and the withered jacaranda trees fell to the ground like snowflakes.
Yong Zhixu unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. He adjusted his black suit and touched his tie. Feeling that there was nothing wrong with his appearance, he walked towards the gate opposite.
When he arrived at the gate, he took a deep breath and was about to press the smart doorbell on the side of the gate.
But I didn't expect that I pressed the button in vain, and the smart doorbell moved in along with the door.
A girl in a black dress, carrying a fruit basket and a tea gift box, walked out of the gate.
Seeing the man standing outside the door, Tang Xili was a little surprised, then she smiled faintly, "Mr. Yong, good evening."
Yong Zhixu's heart was beating fast, and his soul felt hot when she looked at him.
"Miss Tangxi, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Tang Xili raised her eyelids in the direction of his villa and said, "Let's go to your house and talk."
"Okay." Seeing Tang Xili holding several gift boxes and bags, Yong Zhixu reached out, "Miss Tang Xi, I'll help you carry them."
Tang Xili then handed the fruit basket to the hand that was holding the Buddhist beads.
Before entering the house, Yong Zhixu looked back at the sky.
The fiery red clouds are shaped like whales, leaping out of the surging sea. The whale rises with the waves, and the wind, can it be far away?
This was Tang Xili's first visit to Yong Zhixu's villa. The huge courtyard was clean and simple, the green lawn was neatly trimmed, and several magnolias were in full bloom.
The flowers hidden among the dense green are white and warm, revealing a sense of elegance, just like Mr. Yong himself.
Yong Zhixu walked beside her. Seeing her pause while looking at the magnolia, he asked softly, "Miss Tangxi, do you like flowers too?"
"I wouldn't call it love. I'll just glance at it when I'm in a bad mood."
Yong Zhixu nodded, walked to the tree, picked a flower and handed it to her.
"Miss Tangxi, the flower language of Magnolia grandiflora is eternity, mountains and rivers, and endless life. May you never be bored again and be forever happy."
“…” Tang Xili was slightly stunned when she saw him suddenly send her flowers.
Just a few days ago, he wished her to be surrounded by happiness, and today he wished her to be happy forever. He seemed to be very good at expressing himself.
"Thank you, Mr. Yong." Tang Xili raised her hand to take it, her clear eyes tinged with a smile, remembering that night at the banquet, he had also spoken the language of lily of the valley so familiarly.
"How come Mr. Yong knows so much?" Tang Xili teased, "Did you learn this for your girlfriend?"
After all, few men can skillfully express the language of flowers.
Unexpectedly, she just said it casually, but the man denied it eagerly, "No, I don't have a girlfriend, Miss Tangxi, I have never been in love, never..."
Tang Xili was a little surprised by the seriousness and anxiety in his eyes, as if he was afraid that she would misunderstand something.
"Is that so..." She felt sorry. "Mr. Yong, I'm sorry. I spoke without restraint. Please don't be angry."
"I'm not angry." Yong Zhixu's ears were slightly red. "How could I be angry with you?"
He likes it too much.
It was just right that she asked, and he could take this opportunity to speak out openly.
Although, she didn't care...
After leading her to the living room, the man made a 'please' gesture and said politely, "Miss Tangxi, please take a seat. I'll make you some tea. What kind of tea would you like?"
After placing the things on the coffee table, Yong Zhixu turned around to get the tea leaves.
Although there were all kinds of tea sets on the coffee table, he had only recently started living here and had never made tea here before.
Tang Xili immediately stopped him: "No, Mr. Yong, I don't drink tea. I came here today just to see if your hand is healed."
As she spoke, she walked up to the man, took his left hand and looked at it.
There was an oversized Band-Aid on the palm of his hand, so the condition of the wound could not be seen, but since it didn't need a bandage, it should be healing soon.
"Mr. Yong, does it still hurt?" Tang Xili held his hand and asked him with concern, her voice so soft that she herself didn't even notice it.
Yong Zhixu met her round, doe-like eyes and saw his own reflection in her bright and clear pupils.
The delusions in his mind grew as they looked at each other. He really wanted these beautiful eyes to look at him all the time, for the rest of his life.
He knew he shouldn't stare at her like that, as it would reveal his inner feelings, but she held his hand so gently that he couldn't control himself.
I wanted to turn my hand over and hold her slightly cold little hand tightly.
"Miss Tangxi, it doesn't hurt anymore." Yong Zhixu pulled his hand back from hers.
Tang Xili felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at her, and she had the same irregular heartbeat feeling as she had that night.
She frowned, held her chest with some doubt, and then was distracted by the gift box she brought on the coffee table.
"Mr. Yong." She smiled and picked up the gift box. "This is a little gift from me. You must accept it."
Seeing her eyes full of expectation, Yong Zhixu, who wanted to refuse, raised his hand to take the gift box and said, "Then I'd better obey your command."
He placed the gift box on the table and glanced at the darkening sky outside. "Miss Tangxi, you haven't had dinner yet, right? Let's have dinner together?"
"No..." Tang Xili declined politely, "When I came out, dinner was almost ready at home."
She said as she walked out, "Mr. Yong, I won't bother you anymore. I'm leaving."
Yong Zhixu didn't force it, "Then I'll see you off."
"Need not."
It’s only a few steps away, is there any need to send it?
Tang Xili didn't let him send her off, and hurried home with the magnolia he gave her.
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