Feed the tiger with her

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A month later, most of Jian Zhiyan's scenes have been filmed, and there are still some make-up shots left. According to the contract, this will be reserved for the editing period, and work will start again according to the needs of the plot.

Don't worry about it.

Jian Zhiyan packed most of her luggage and was sent home by the driver and Xiao Zhao.

She came out of Linshi and went directly to Ziyuan in Qiyan Lake, the mansion of Ming Xihua.

Ming Xihua came back from Paris, so he took this opportunity to invite Lu Jianchen and his wife to have a meal together and discuss the marriage between Jian Zhiyan and Lu Yin.

Lu Yin was away on a business trip, but he wasn't there, and Jian Zhilei accompanied Song Ange to the prenatal checkup, but he didn't come either.

Jian Zhiyan faced the three elders alone, and after the whole meal, she found that it was not as difficult as she imagined.

Ming Xihua is not a good mother, but she is definitely a qualified lady. Drinking tea and exchanging greetings, every link is polite and proper, and she is in the hearts of the guests, making people feel like a spring breeze.

The two parties unanimously agreed that the wedding will be held at the end of the year, and there are still seven months to go so that the two families can do their best to prepare. In this way, the grand wedding can already be imagined.

Lu Jianchen's parents left satisfied.

Jian Zhiyan and Ming Xihua sent people away together, and returned to the living room. Unusually, Ming Xihua did not go upstairs directly, but inspected the gifts brought by Lu's family with great interest.

Among them, a pair of Song Dynasty blue and white flowers belong to the gift of treasure level.

Ming Xihua held it up with great interest, and looked at the light.

"It's a good thing you didn't marry Han Yi, otherwise you would become a second me."

Ming Xihua tilted his head and smiled lightly, his sad look made Jian Zhiyan suddenly startled.

My mother is a person who never shows weakness. She would rather let the world down than apologize to anyone.

Tonight, Ming Xihua said: "Men are a road for women, not necessarily the only way, but most people have to go up."

What she narrates is a past that no one knows about.

"...In terms of personality, Lu Yin and Lin Zhengxiong are very similar. A man who is too sharp is destined to take an extraordinary road, but I don't have the courage to accompany him through those swords and swords. In the end, I can only choose a smooth road. That's right, Jian Bozhang .”

Jian Zhiyan slightly rolled up her fists.

Ming Xihua: "I have indeed lived a few years of prosperity and happiness, but ordinary life is like a knife. Day after day, it wipes away the edges and corners of people. I thought this would be the case in this life. At the meeting, I met Lin Zhengxiong again."

There was a strange gleam in Ming Xihua's eyes.

"We have known each other for many years. Once the fire in our hearts is aroused, as adults, we all tacitly communicate with each other secretly behind our respective families' backs."

It may not be because of love, but the happiness is real. Jian Zhiyan knows how good a wealthy man is at handling women.

Ming Xihua: "At that time, I knew that choosing Jian Bozhang to spend my life together was a mistake, a mistake that even Lin Zhengxiong could not correct."

And because of Lin Zhengxiong, this mistake became more and more outrageous until Jian Zhiyan was born.

Ming Xihua's tragedy stemmed from her own misjudgment. She chose a path that was not suitable for her.

"In the matter of marriage, choose a man who can make you superior for a while, and only then can you be superior for a lifetime."

"Daughter, this is also the reason why I always stand by Lu Yin."

Ming Xihua had already put the blue vase back into the brocade box, and put the lid on lightly, her eyes were rarely filled with warmth.

"I hope you are happier than me."

Jian Zhiyan looked at her.

As if he was a little strange to himself like this, Ming Xihua suddenly laughed again.

"It's not easy, though," she said.

"In my old age, I still have a son and a son-in-law, rich and powerful, and you still have a long way to go to catch up."

Ming Xihua's curly hair on her shoulders was like a cloud, trembling slightly, she turned around curlyly, before going upstairs, she asked the servant to put the gifts from her in-laws into the safe.

Ming Xihua didn't keep her, and Jian Zhiyan wasn't used to spending the night in Ziyuan.

She got out of the car, like someone exhausted, sitting slumped in the back of the car, unable to cheer up.

On the way, she received a call from Lu Yin.

There was a smile in Lu Yin's tone, and he asked: "This year, the two elders will meet, and you will manage it alone, is it hard?"

"well enough."

"I'd like to see you."

Probably because he only listened to the sound and could not accurately capture the information, Lu Yin told Jian Zhiyan to hang up and switch to video.

Jian Zhiyan followed suit.

During the few seconds of waiting, she tilted her head on the headrest, admiring the nails she had just done absent-mindedly. She didn't have to play recently, and she painted all ten fingers.

Special tone of gray and blue, high-end with a cool texture.

On the screen, Lu Yin, who appeared in the next second, was even more textured. He should have just taken a shower, his hair was half dry, and the buttons of his white shirt were unbuttoned to his waist and abdomen.

He was holding the phone in one hand, and was fastening it one by one with the other.

Jian Zhiyan became energetic immediately, and pulled the screen forward, "Slow down."

"what?"

It wasn't clear at first, so Lu Yin soon realized, but his subordinates didn't seem to slow down in the slightest.

He smiled: "What's the rush, go back tonight and watch as you please."

Jian Zhiyan: "Aren't you going to stay until the end of the month on this business trip?"

Lu Yin: "I compressed my work a bit. I just finished the last meeting and booked a plane ticket for tonight."

The main reason was that I couldn't wait to see her, so I hurried back and couldn't wait for one more night.

Jian Zhiyan softly called out to Lu Yin that there was a driver, so she didn't dare to act like a baby too obviously.

Lu Yin, who was already fully dressed, seemed to notice it, and glanced at her at the screen.

"You don't seem to be in a good mood."

"Did the three elders embarrass you today?"

Jian Zhiyan pursed her lips: "That's not true. It's my mother who said a bunch of inexplicable things."

She has always been contemptuous of her mother's love life, because she betrayed her family and the person who loved her, Jian Zhiyan always felt that Ming Xihua was not worthy of talking about feelings.

But tonight, Jian Zhiyan silently sympathized with her mother's suppressed emotions. She didn't want to admit it, but she still recalled herself unconsciously.

Jian Zhiyan still remembered how relieved she was secretly when Han Yi called to withdraw the engagement.

I still remember that I was so angry that I wanted to settle a score with Lu Yin. When he pushed me back onto the bed, I felt as if I was self-destructing.

"Lu Yin, when will you come back?" She suddenly missed him very much.

Knowing that Jian Zhiyan was upset, Lu Yin comforted him gently, "Hurry up, I'll go to the airport first, and I'll be home in about seven hours."

So, isn't that four o'clock in the morning?
Jian Zhiyan: "It's a red-eye flight, so won't you have a hard time tonight?"

Lu Yin laughed, "It's a bit hard."

His expression combined with that laugh always made Jian Zhiyan feel that something was wrong, and suspected that he was driving, but there was no evidence.

She glared at him.

The car drove into the community quickly, and Jian Zhiyan was about to arrive home.

The phone call was about to end, Jian Zhiyan said: "Anyway, I'm going to bed first, Mr. Lu, pay attention to safety, please go slowly."

"it is good."

Lu Yin was still smiling, but Jian Zhiyan hung up the phone.

After entering the house, Jian Zhiyan thought that Lu Yin did not have the fingerprint authority of his own house, so she sent him a series of passwords.

"Unlock the door by yourself, don't disturb my sleep."