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Chapter 271 Chapter 272: Princess Yan Returns (30) 2 More

Ye Qingxin was in a daze. She felt that her stomach was itchy, and she felt like she was scratching it. This feeling was dreamlike and unreal. Later, she felt a hand gently rubbing her belly. Cool, with a bit rough.

The itching on her belly gradually faded away, but the feeling of that hand rubbing her belly became clearer and more real.

When she regained consciousness, she opened her sleepy eyes. There was only one wall lamp on in the room. The light was dim and warm. The man sat on the edge of the bed with his head bowed, his brows and eyes slightly frowned, revealing a trace of distress in his patience and meticulousness.

His hair was not as well-groomed as it was during the day, and the broken strands hung softly on his forehead, giving his deep and serious facial features a bit of sunshine.

Ye Qingxin just looked at him so quietly, her heart was full of emotion and emotion.

Probably aware of her gaze, Jing Boyuan glanced over, his voice was low but soft, "Is it still itchy?"

Ye Qingxin shook her head lightly.

After a moment of silence, she called him: "Bo Yuan."

He looked over again and gave a soft "hmm".

"It's nice to have you by my side," she said.

Jing Boyuan chuckled when he heard her silly words.

After smearing, he pulled off her pajamas, covered her with the quilt, returned the bottle of olive oil to the bathroom, washed the greasy oil off his fingers, wiped the water off his hands quickly and gracefully with a towel, and came back to close the bathroom. Turned off the wall lamp, went to bed and hugged Ye Qingxin's soft body.

Ye Qingxin turned over and pressed her back against his chest. This posture made her feel warm.

Jing Boyuan opened his eyes for a moment, then slowly closed those deep eyes.

In front of his eyes, the image of Ye Qingxin wiping the old man's feet flashed again, the girl at that moment seemed to be shining in his eyes, and he bowed his head and kissed the girl's hair out of his heart.

The days are ordinary and warm, and it is another weekend in a flash.

At three o'clock in the afternoon on Saturday, the public welfare drama starring Ye Qingguo premiered.

Jing Boyuan happened to have nothing to do, and accompanied Ye Qingxin to the Cultural Center in DC District.

On the way, in a black Cayenne.

Ye Qingxin suddenly remembered that Jing Boyuan didn't have an electronic ticket, "Will the ticket inspectors not let you in later? How about I ask Xiaoguo's head teacher to send you one."

As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone and called Ye Qingguo's head teacher.

After hearing what she meant, the other side said with some embarrassment that the ticket was gone.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Qingxin was a little surprised. She didn't expect so many people to watch Xiaoguo's drama. She thought...there would be a situation where the audience would be full, although Ye Qingguo might not know that the audience would be filled with empty seats. No matter what the situation meant, she wouldn't be sad, Ye Qingxin still thought of a way to comfort him.

Now it seems that it is unnecessary.

Ye Qingxin looked at Jing Boyuan with some regret, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Xiaoguo's drama to be so popular. It seems that Mr. Jing has no chance to watch it."

Jing Boyuan focused his eyes on the road conditions, and smiled when he heard the words, freed his right hand to hold Ye Qingxin's hand, clasped his fingers tightly with her, and said, "Don't worry."

Half an hour later, the black Cayenne stopped in the parking lot of the Cultural Center.

Ye Qingxin unbuckled her seat belt, opened the door and got off the car with Jing Boyuan.

Jing Boyuan got out of the car while making a call with his mobile phone. The wind in the air blew away his voice. Jing Boyuan's phone volume was not high, and Ye Qingxin didn't hear what he said clearly.

After he put away his mobile phone, she walked up to him, looked up at him and said, "You wait for me in the car, or go shopping elsewhere. If you have other things, you can do them too. Wait until the drama is over." call you."

Jing Boyuan didn't respond to her words, he reached out to grab her, put her in his arms, and led her to the gate of the cultural center.

The greening of the cultural center is very good. A row of flowers and trees that cannot be named are planted in the green belt of the parking lot. At this time, the bright red flowers are full of branches and heads. When the spring breeze blows, the petals flutter and fall, like a beautiful scene. The petals rained, and a layer of pink and soft carpet was laid on the ground.

"You don't have to see me off, I'll go there by myself." Ye Qingxin reached out and took away a petal that fell from Jing Boyuan's shoulder, with a smile in her voice.

Jing Boyuan wrapped his arms around Ye Qingxin's shoulder with his right hand, and held her left hand with his left hand, and said with a faint smile, "My brother-in-law's premiere, how can I not be there?"

Just listening to this, there is a sense of ridicule in it.

Ye Qingxin looked up at the man's serious face, but there was no trace of joking on his face.

He is serious.

brother in law……

These three words, uttered from Jing Boyuan's mouth and used on Ye Qingguo, made Ye Qingxin feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

She smiled and leaned into the man's generous and firm arms.

He was wearing the windbreaker she had chosen for him yesterday, which made the already tall man even taller and taller. Under the short, unruly hair, his facial features were deep and restrained, making this man mature and stable.

As soon as the two entered the gate of the cultural center, a middle-aged man who looked very artistic came up to him and shook hands with Jing Boyuan.

Jing Boyuan greeted him calmly and indifferently.

He didn't put up the airs of the boss deliberately, but in his words and deeds, the majesty of the superior was invisible, and the middle-aged man who looked a round older than him on the opposite side seemed a little reserved.

From the conversation between the two, Ye Qingxin knew that the middle-aged man was the curator of the cultural center.

In the end, Ye Qingxin didn't even get the tickets checked, so the curator directly led them into the drama performance hall and arranged them to sit in the middle of the first row.

Ye Qingxin firmly understood the difference between a wealthy and powerful person and an ordinary person.

The curator glanced at his watch, and politely said to Jing Boyuan and Ye Qingxin: "Mr. Jing and Mrs. Jing are waiting here for a while. The drama will start in less than 15 minutes. I still have something to attend to. Excuse me first."

Ye Qingxin stood beside Jing Boyuan, smiling decently and generously.

Jing Boyuan shook hands with the curator at the end, said a few polite words, and the curator left.

Watching the curator disappear at the entrance of the performance hall, Ye Qingxin looked away and scanned the audience.

Near the opening, there were quite a few people in the auditorium, but it wasn't full yet.

There are still a lot of vacant seats in the first row, which may be reserved for a special purpose. As for the purpose, it is probably reserved for important people.

Ye Qingxin sat down and opened her mouth to say something to Jing Boyuan, when a familiar voice came from beside her, "Xinxin, what a coincidence, you guys are also watching the play?"

It was Song Xianyu's voice.

Ye Qingxin turned her head and looked over. Song Xianyu was wearing a champagne-colored long dress, her long hair was slightly curly, hanging on her shoulders, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth. The pear dimple was very delicate, small and deep. Just one look, and I'm drunk.

Song Xianyu's beauty is that kind of exquisite beauty.

She led Ji Linyuan over, and sat down beside Ye Qingxin. The curator who was with Jing Boyuan just now is now following Ji Linyuan.

"Are you also interested in public welfare dramas?" Ye Qingxin asked Song Xianyu with a smile.

Song Xianyu said: "Several girls rescued by the Stupid Girl Rescue Foundation have starred, and I will accompany Lin Yuan to watch."

Ye Qingxin glanced at Ji Linyuan. Ji Linyuan shook hands with the curator calmly and said goodbye. He seemed to be the same type of man as Jing Boyuan, but he was also different.

Jing Boyuan's eyes were deep and serious, while Ji Linyuan's deep eyes always seemed to reveal a bit of cruelty and indifference.

It is really difficult for Ye Qingxin to associate such a man with kindness.

Businessmen often do charity to improve their social status and the image of the company they represent, so as to bring more value to themselves and the company, and some people even directly embezzle charitable funds.

In the final analysis, it is still a "profit".

The "Stupid Girl Rescue Foundation" initiated by Ji Linyuan in the name of VINCIN Group has been doing real charity. Every year, VINCIN invests five figures into the foundation.

It's just that outsiders don't know what the original intention is.

Ye Qingxin recalled the rumors he heard in the bathroom at VINCIN’s charity night last time. It was rumored that he was doing charity for his ex-fiancée who suffered a brain injury in a car accident. Song Xianyu explained that no, it was because he was born young Smart twin sister.

"What about you, I can't see that you are still interested in dialogue dramas." Song Xianyu smiled and elbowed Ye Qingxin's arm.

Ye Qingxin withdrew her thoughts, looked at Song Xianyu and said with a smile: "My younger brother also participated."

Song Xianyu: "What a coincidence, what role is your brother playing?"

Ye Qingxin: "Nonuo."

Nuonuo is the leading actor in this play.

Song Xianyu was surprised, and said, "Nuo Nuo? That handsome and crystal-clear mentally handicapped young man is your younger brother?"

Ye Qingxin nodded, but immediately felt something was wrong, "Have you met my brother?"

Song Xianyu gave her a strange look, "There is a drama poster at the door, didn't you see it?"

Ye Qingxin: "..." She really didn't see it.

"Your brother..." Song Xianyu hesitated to speak.

Ye Qingxin understood what she hadn't said, smiled indifferently, and said, "He was ill when he was young."

While speaking, the auditorium gradually filled up. Ye Qingxin turned her head and saw the densely packed heads, and was secretly surprised again.

There are so many people.

Suddenly, the lights of the audience dimmed.

The originally noisy performance hall fell silent in an instant.

Slowly, the curtain opened to both sides.

A bunch of spotlights suddenly lit up on the stage, and the surrounding was pitch black. In the spotlights, a young man was standing in front of the bar with his head bowed, holding a coffee cup in his hand and wiping it gently. His facial features were handsome and delicate, His hair was short and shattered, and his face was clearly and profoundly illuminated by the light.

For a moment, he raised his eyelids and raised his face to look at the audience.

Those eyes were so clear and pure that it made him look like an unworldly fairy who was not terrestrial, untouched by worldly dust and impurities.

Ye Qingxin clearly heard the amazement and amazement swept up behind her.

　three o'clock in the afternoon

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　　She is a girl with the title of genius in the medical field, and also the youngest professor at the medical school of D University. She has bare hands and dares to snatch someone in the hands of the king of hell.

　　He is the sole heir to the richest man in country A, noble and indifferent, with power as high as the sky; he has been in the army all year round, and is the captain of the most valiant special forces.

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　　For the first time, she hooked his neck, said threatening words on her mouth, and even bluntly said that she wanted to marry into a wealthy family. He responded indifferently: "In the next life!"

　　Two hours later, he took the initiative to pester her: "If the marriage partner can be anyone, why can't it be you! Anyway, you like my money, don't you?"

　　She was stunned: "Are you short of a lover? It's the kind that only takes money but doesn't talk about feelings."

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