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Morning, the sudden rain just subsided 。Thin rays of sunlight pierced through the gap in the thick, silk curtains, spilling into the room filled with a sweet scent of incense. They crept up onto the bed and settled upon a porcelain-like, beautiful face. 。The child sleeping lightly on the bed frowned, her slender, curled eyelashes fluttering. 。Then, opening her eyes, her hazy eyes gazed out the window. The sky had already brightened. 。Not a moment later, Ji Sakura gently closed her eyes and propped herself up from the bed. 。The thin blanket of smoke couldn't cover it, and it slowly slid down the delicate white arm. 。Ji Sakura raised her hand and smoothed the slightly messy black hair from her sleep. She was only wearing a pale white babydoll nightgown and bare feet as she stepped off the bed. 。The calming goose-berry scent in the incense burner had faded, and the cherry blossom petals drooped slightly. She delicately emptied the ashes from the bronze incense burner. 。Instantly, she walked to the window, pulled open the heavy curtains, and opened the window. She looked up and took a deep breath of the fresh air after the spring rain. 。Last night, there was a heavy downpour. 。Raindrops beat against the eaves, keeping me awake for a long time. Unable to sleep, I light an incense stick and toss and turn until I finally drift off. 。Jiaying looked at the sky and estimated that it would still rain today. 。Then, he picked up his phone from the bedside table. The screen displayed the time: 7:30. 。It was still early, but knowing that I had important matters to attend to in the morning, I couldn't bring myself to sleep any longer. 。Tea leaves harvested after spring rain are the best, and this batch will also be a top-notch treasure. Therefore, Kikyō needs to personally inspect it. 。After washing up, Jiaying randomly picked a strange blue cheongsam from the cabinet. 。After a moment's thought, I recognized it as the birthday gift Big Brother Ji Chen had given me last year. Each pattern was painstakingly woven stitch by stitch by the most skilled embroiderers, worth a thousand pieces of gold. 。Since she had taken it out, Ji Ying didn't put it back. She lowered her eyes and slowly fastened the buckles, putting the "car" on like that. 。Having dressed, Li took a deep breath and opened the door, stepping out. 。The Qi residence was very quiet in the morning. 。Ji Sakura only heard the sound of the servant lightly cleaning the living room. 。But the next second, Mother Yu Wanqing's gentle and elegant voice came softly: "Why did my little one get up so early?" Yu Wanqing was used to waking up early for health preservation, by this time she had already finished her yoga. 。Ji Sakura didn't tell the truth, "I woke up after sleeping enough." 。Having finished speaking, he walked toward the breakfast table and picked up the bird's nest soup that the maid had already prepared. 。Yu Wanqing also walked towards Ji Sakura, her well-maintained hand gently tapping her forehead and saying reproachfully, "Mom isn't afraid you'll get tired. It's been getting colder and raining today, what if you get sick?"Ji Sakura's long eyelashes trembled slightly, swallowing the porridge in her mouth and softly saying, "I wouldn't get sick that easily..." 。"He's such a weakling!" Yu Wanqing said. "One gust of wind and he falls over! It took so many years to cultivate even a little bit of energy." 。After finishing, she looked up and down at Ji Sakura, frowning: “Are you going out?”Her voice was slightly low: “Going to the teahouse again?”Yu Wanqing had always disapproved of Xiao'er running this teahouse. It was troublesome and tiring. 。From the moment she was born, Ji Sakura was frail. Yu Wanqing cherished her like a precious jewel, afraid to drop her or even let her be damaged. The whole family pampered her for twenty years, constantly fearing any mishap. 。The Ji family is wealthy enough for Ji Ying to squander their fortune for the rest of her life, so there's no need for her to open a shop. 。<>。Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Qi Ying felt helpless in her heart and truthfully stated her itinerary. 。Yu Wanqing's face changed. Taking advantage of the fact that she hadn't started to nag, Ji Ying changed the subject without making a sound: "Where's Dad? Why haven't I seen him?"Speaking of Ji Tianze, Yu Wanqing smiled: "He went to the company." 。"He loves his job so much, let him work with it for life. What is there to do at home?" 。# Ji Tianze, in danger 。Ji Ying buried her head and ate a little faster. 。Yu Wanqing muttered a few words, and the topic turned again: "And you..."Ji Ying: "What about Big Brother? Didn't he say he was going back to China recently? Why haven't we heard from him?" 。"She pointed to the cheongsam she was wearing, a guileless smile on her delicate face: 'This cheongsam was given to me by my big brother.'" 。Speaking of Qi Chen, Yu Wanqing continued to smile: “Your big brother, I can't control him.” 。"Tap, tap, tapping his fingers on the desk, "Twenty-six and still no friends, introducing him to someone? Doesn't he want to go to heaven?" Ji Ying ate faster, agreeing: "Yeah" 。Your older brother said he'll be back next week. 。Yu Wanqing said, “However, I told him not to bring a girl, and he is not allowed to step into the house.” 。"Jiaying was stunned, and when she looked up again, her eyes lit up several degrees. "Really? Next week for sure?"Yu Wanqing hummed softly from her nose. 。Ji Ying's corners of her mouth couldn't stop rising. 。Ji Chen took on the responsibility of managing the group's affairs early on. In the past two years, he went abroad to develop overseas markets, so busy that he could only return home a few times a year. 。And this news means that Big Brother is coming home. 。It's a pity the porridge wasn't finished, and the topic has to end again. 。Ji Sakura Lian's voice was laced with a hint of warning: "I heard that the second brother topped the hot search again last night." 。Jiaying's second brother, Jihuai, is the first thorn in the Ji family. 。A few years ago, I was determined to enter the entertainment industry and had a falling out with my family. 。But despite his temper, known to everyone, and acting skills that could feed an entire industry of film and television bloggers, Ji Huai still sits firmly on the throne of top star, thanks to his face, called a "miracle of mankind." His popularity remains unmatched. 。When it comes to Ji Huai, Yu Wanqing is about to lose her elegant smile: “What kind of hot search?”She hurriedly wants to take out her phone, Ji Sakura lightly said: “It’s nothing” 。It's no wonder that Wanqing reacted this way. After all, Ju Huais has been on numerous black and hot searches since his debut, with every ancestor in his family tree being cursed. 。My second brother's ancient puppet drama that he starred in yesterday aired. 。"Oh~," Yu Wanqing visibly relaxed, nonchalantly pointing with her fingertip, "Were you told again that you acted like a wooden plank?" Ji Ying bit back a smile and nodded. 。Yu Wanqing wordlessly said to Tai, "When you go out, don't say that Ji Huai is my son." 。As she spoke, Ji Ying also finished the last spoonful of porridge. Taking advantage of Yu Wanqing's scolding of Ji Huai, she quickly grabbed her bag and stood up. 。"Mom, I'm leaving first." 。Just as he was about to reach the door, a voice called out from behind: "Stop!" 。"...
""Yu Wanqing took a white shawl from the sofa and draped it over Ji Ying's shoulders, "It's getting cold, put this on!"
Ji Ying replied obediently with a smile, “Thank you, Mom” 。Don't forget to bring an umbrella. 。"And also, come back early." 。Okay. 。After the cherry blossoms of the seasonal residence, petals fell to the ground, filling the entire courtyard with fragrant beauty. 。At some point, a fine rain began to fall all around again. 。。After getting into the backseat, she softly told the driver, "Uncle, please take me to Yulinling." 。Beijing West Ancient Street 。As the passengers got off the bus, the rain intensified. 。Big raindrops fell on the ancient street's hard, blue stone road, splashing up patches of mud. 。It was less than two hundred meters from the parking lot to the teahouse, and Fu Jing Shen had already brushed his suit. 。He looked up at the teahouse before him, which from the outside didn't seem special. He reaffirmed his belief that this morning's trip had been a foolish decision. 。"Yu Lin Ling" 。Above the teahouse, a plaque hung with three characters written in regular script. It was unclear who had penned them, but the skill was evident. 。Fu Jing Shen glanced lightly, then immediately closed his umbrella and walked towards the door. 。The wind chimes on the eaves jingled, and the next second, the antique wooden door of the teahouse creaked open from inside. 。Two waitresses in emerald green cheongsams smiled and bowed. 。Fu Jing Shen raised his eyelids and glanced briefly at the store's decorations. 。The corridor turns, the water flows like a song, and the air is filled with the fragrance of tea. 。The furnishings in the room are not ordinary. 。Fu Jing Shen reported the private room number, and the waiter softly guided him in the direction. The passing tables were crowded with people. 。Yannan's reserved spot was on the second floor, in a bay window private room separated by a lattice screen, creating a small personal space. 。At a distance of just a few meters, Yan Hang called out to Fu Jing Shen, “Over here!”The man sauntered over with an imposingly tall figure. His dark black shirt outlined his lean frame... 。When he slightly raised his eyelids to look, his pupils were pitch black. 。Yan Hang glimpsed a growing impatience in his eyes. 。 Yan Hang twirled his teacup, raising an eyebrow slightly. 。A heart as cold as ice, a lung as frigid as frost, like Master Fu San Ye, probably thinks that sipping tea by the window and watching the rain from the railing is a waste of life. 。Fu Jing Shen was indeed thinking that way. 。He put down his umbrella, which was still dripping. The clear water droplets were still running down his long fingers. He took a tissue and carefully wiped off the tips of his fingers. 。"You better have a reason" 。"Fu Jing Shen said in a low voice," 。Yan Hang filled Fu Jing Shen's cup with tea, grinning. "Yes, yes, important business, a major life event for me!""That has nothing to do with me," 。Fu Jing Shen lightly glanced at the clear tea in the light blue porcelain cup. The aroma of the tea was diffused, blurring his vision. 。The tea is good tea, the very best peak 。Yan Hang: “ …Are we still brothers?!” Fu Jing Shen lightly rubbed the rim of his cup with his fingertips, his face expressionless: "Brothers should because of this kind of thing, come here on a weekend morning —" "To accompany you for tea?" Hearing that Fu Jing Shen's patience was running out, Yan Hang, who had been white mixing around for so many years, immediately got to the point, his voice low: “I came here with my partner to socialize and met the owner once >>>" 。You've never seen her? Then she truly is a fairy descending to earth, just like the lotus pond fairy!The temperature of the tea had gone down. Fu Jing Shen picked up his teacup and blew lightly on it, "And then?""And then I kept inviting Sheng Ge and the others to come have tea with me..." 。"An Hang propped his elbows, gazing out the window with melancholy. 'But even after coming so many times, I haven't seen..." 。"Is this going back to Heaven?"Fu Jing Shen let out a wry laugh, lowered his head to drink tea, and didn't comment. 。Yet An Hang kept staring out the window, "Why can't I see it? Could it really be a fairy?" "God, tell me if the fairies are coming today?" An Hang tapped his fingers on the table, speaking to himself, "Let's make a bet, if the rain stops, they will come, right?" As soon as he finished speaking, the strong wind and heavy rain outside the wooden window suddenly calmed down. The rippling surface of the ancient street was abruptly smoothed out, with only fine raindrops falling on it, creating tiny whirlpools. 。A gentle breeze rustled the willow branches, creating a whispering sound. 。On the stone bridge beside Heng Lake, a graceful figure appeared at some point and walked slowly. 。Yannan stared in disbelief, his voice trembling as he whispered: "It's really manifested..." 。He couldn't bear to look away, asking Fu Jing Shen: "How is it?"Fu Jing Shen bowed his head, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed a mouthful of tea, his mouth slightly... 。Although tea is a precious commodity, if the person brewing it lacks skill, and the tea fails to unfurl properly, even the finest tea leaves are wasted. 。"Generally 。“I’m talking about people, not tea!” Yan Hang gestured towards the window. “Look, boss lady,” 。Fu Jing Shen poured himself another cup of tea, and following his gaze, he looked over calmly. 。At a glance, one could see the green stone bridge, and a beautiful woman gracefully approaching from the end of the alley. 。Raindrops clicked on the eaves, and she walked with a white parasol. Her azure-gold embroidered cheongsam outlined her graceful figure, revealing a slender, fair leg, an icy jade bone... 。Yan Hang was still asking incessantly, "How is it? How is it! Is it Xianben Xian!" At this time, as if aware of something, the person who had already walked close raised their eyes slightly, and in their flickering gaze—— Their eyes met 。Thin eyebrows like clear water, jade companions to the gentle breeze 。Though spring was outside his window, he couldn't see it. 。The teacup in my hand tipped over, and the water spilled out. 。The water, which had just boiled, was very hot. It splashed onto the tiger's mouth, and Fu Jing Shen involuntarily let go of his hand. The teacup, not held steady, rolled down his suit and made a crisp shattering sound. 。And the spilled tea, following the trajectory, splashed all over his sleeve and 。Fu Jing Shen closed his eyes: "I didn't hold it steady" 。In just a moment, when he lowered his eyes again, the beauty had vanished. 。Yan Hang didn't care, waving his hand to signal the waiter to come and clear it up. 。Oh, Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else!。After doing all of that, Yan Hang peeked out the window again, “Where’s everyone? Won’t they have come in already?” Fu Jing Shen dabbed at his sleeve with a tissue, lowering his head. 。A graceful waitress took a towel forward. Fu Jing Shen raised his eyes slightly, and the waitress was intimidated by the coldness in the man's eyes, so she took a step back. 。The place was in disarray. Fu Jing Shen didn't linger long and told Yan Hang, "Let's call it a day here today." 。"。"Yan Hang couldn't bother with him anymore. He stretched his neck and said, "Let's go, let's go." 。"With a drawn-out tone, he teased: "As expected of the third brother, you've seen through the world." 。Fu Jing Shen glanced at him with indifference, too lazy to pay attention, and got up to walk out of the study. 。His black shirt and suit were water-stained with deep marks, dripping as he walked. 。General 。“Jì Yuán’s jade-white fingertips gently twirled the tea leaves, her other elbow resting on the armrest as she leaned against the railing, saying, "It doesn't seem like organic tea…” 。 Manager Chen Yu followed behind and was greatly astonished when he heard this. 。"Manager, Wang the Boss has worked with us several times before, and everything always went smoothly. Why is there a problem this time?" Tea leaves crushed between his fingers, Ji Ying's smile in her eyes gradually faded. 。With delicately long eyelashes, she stared at the scattered pieces of tea leaves in her hand. 。Having run the teahouse for his master for so long, how could he not understand the twists and turns within it. 。Wang Xing is like this, but he's just guessing that Liu has no background, so he probes a few times and considers it sufficient. 。In that moment of stunned silence, a sound came from the top of the revolving ladder—someone must have come down. 。The wooden ladder wasn't very spacious, Jiaying slightly shifted to make room for the guest. 。Yuli, I saw a few black horns and a pair of straight suits. 。The time is near, it's just around the corner. 。<季櫻 was startled, and she lifted her head>。The man was much taller than her, and he stood on the step above her. Qi Ying had to look up at him. 。He also saw that there were deep tea stains on his suit. 。Men are undoubtedly handsome. 。The warmth of the setting sun bathed his profile, making him appear as if a deity, cold and handsome beyond compare. He seemed noble and aloof, incredibly hard to get close to. 。Her eyelashes were long and delicate, concealing the ripples in her eyes. 。It's him again 。Then, she turned her head, a slender white wrist reached out from the bag at her side, and with a delicate hand, she offered a handkerchief embroidered with flowers towards Fu Jing Shen's gaze. 。Voice calm: "Okay" 。" |
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