Flowers bloom silently

Chapter 33

In the living room, Cheng and Yang Xueer were talking and laughing happily, and it was the first time An Keer saw Cheng being so polite to people other than his brothers.

She is Miss Qianjia.

An Keer, who entered the restaurant with a midnight snack, pursed her lips, but felt unbalanced because she was not treated so politely by Cheng.

Putting the supper on the main table, she walked into the living room to interrupt the conversation between the two: "Cheng, the sandwich is ready, do you want to eat it now?"

"Hmm!" An Ke'er squinted impatiently, and a smile flashed across her eyes - once she was threatened, she would always show resistance intentionally or unintentionally.

"Hey, Brother Cheng has the most picky mouth. Can her skills be compared with the chef's?" After seeing the city and talking, she got up and went to the restaurant. Yang Xueer followed, and she glanced at the sandwiches and milk on the table. Nu Zui.

"Heh, Ke'er's cooking tastes very good." Cheng sat on the seat, the maid had prepared a washcloth and waited beside him, he responded to Yang Xue'er like this while washing his hands.

"Really?" Yang Xueer questioned An Keer who was sitting on the left side of the dining table.

"Here are two copies, do you want to try it too?" Cheng smiled and offered an invitation.

"No, I'm on a diet, and I don't eat anything before going to bed." Yang Xueer politely refused, but she dismissed those sandwiches made by An Kerer in her heart.

"You're always trying to lose weight, are all girls like you?" Cheng, who had washed his hands, looked down at the two sandwiches on the plate, and took a sip of warm milk before picking up one.

"I think so." Yang Xueer was always dissatisfied with her figure, she felt that talking about this would expose her flaws in front of Cheng, who was trying her best to be perfect, and Cheng was eating, so it would be impolite for her to stay, so she left . "I went upstairs to rest, you take it slowly."

"OK, good night!"

"good night!"

After Yang Xueer left the restaurant, Chengcai began to put a sandwich into his mouth. He took a bite, and the sandwich tasted like that, but he still gave An Keer a suggestion, "I don't like tomatoes very much, next time you can change it to cucumbers." That's it." After that, he pulled out the tomato slices sandwiched between the cheese, ham and lettuce, and put them on the plate.

"Oh, do you want me to make another one?" An Keer asked Butler Dai before, thinking that he just didn't like sweets.

"No, this is good." Cheng swallowed the food in his mouth, and said, "You can eat the rest, I don't need so much."

"Okay!" An Keer thought that he was disgusted with the tomato and didn't want to waste food, so she got up and reached out to get another plate of sandwiches.

"Heat milk for Ke'er." Cheng told the maid who was waiting by the side.

An Keer glanced at the maid who was going to heat the milk, sat back on her seat, picked up the sandwich and took a big bite, she also threw the slice of tomato that Cheng had pulled out just now into her mouth, and Cheng, who was on the side, couldn't help but look at it. Laughed.

Seeing Cheng laughing, An Keer realized that her actions had gone too far.She blushed slightly, and explained vaguely: "I just don't want to waste food."

"I know." Cheng smiled and nodded.

"Know it and laugh." An Keer muttered dissatisfied.

"I bit it." Cheng deliberately reminded.

The chewing movement paused for a moment, An Keer's face turned even redder, she turned her face slightly, brought the sandwich in her hand to her mouth, took a big bite, and then muttered: "I didn't think too much about it for a while. Well, my thoughts on food are very simple, okay?"

Cheng laughed again amusingly, and stopped talking, continuing to eat his supper.

Only halfway through the meal, Xihe came in. He sat on the seat opposite An Keer, frowning frivolously: "Why are you so red after eating something?"

An Keer, who turned her face slightly away from the city, was even more embarrassed when she was told this. She glared at Xihe viciously, and muttered, "What's none of your business?"

Xihe glanced at Cheng, who was drinking milk as if nothing had happened, shrugged, and then turned his eyes back to An Keer: "I remembered something, I went to my friend's fashion store with me on Friday night."

"Why are you going there?" An Keer looked at the big boy opposite and asked.

"Of course it's custom-made clothes. Dad is coming to the island next week. At least you have to wear something that fits and looks decent for the dinner." Originally, Xihe didn't want to take care of this matter, and I don't know if Cheng has agreed with him. An Kerer mentioned that his friend happened to be a fashion designer, so he took care of it on a whim.

"Is that so?" An Keer cast a confirming look at the city, and the other side nodded. "Can it be another day? I'm not free that night."

"Huh? He is a top fashion designer in the world. You think it is an ordinary fashion shop. You can go there whenever you want. He came to the island when he was free on Friday night. I only confirmed it in the afternoon and made an appointment to meet him." time."

"There's no suitable clothes for sale, and besides, he's not the only fashion designer." An Ker stuffed the last bite of the sandwich into her mouth, and blinked her big eyes to see Xihe's face getting worse and worse, "Uncle, come here It’s not to see how a commoner girl like me puts on gold clothes and crystal shoes, right?”

"Tch, is that basic politeness? Is it possible that you are going to wear your usual clothes to the dinner party? Seriously, I'm not ready to introduce you to so many people, a gray-headed little monster." What, do you think I like to take care of this kind of thing?"

"Then don't introduce it, why make it public when you have nothing to do? I'm still working outside, so what will I do in the future?" An Ke'er was not mentally prepared either, and everything about her and these brothers came true. suddenly.

"Poor mouth!" Xihe said angrily.

"The two of you can't talk properly, the smell of gunpowder will smell as soon as you open your mouth." Cheng put down the remaining half of the sandwich in his hand, and looked at the two of them who pretended that he didn't exist.

"I can't talk to her properly, it's like playing the piano with a cow." Xihe rolled his eyes at An Keer.

"You're awesome." An Keer muttered back.

"Cough-" Cheng's complexion started to turn ugly, his majesty has gone there recently, why are these two guys getting more and more inappropriate about him? "Why are you not free on Friday night?" He found out the focus of the question and asked An Ker directly.

"Uh..." An Keer looked hesitantly at Cheng Cheng, who had become serious, and reluctantly told the truth, "My friend just celebrated his birthday that day, and I'm going to the birthday party...I promised him that he would not be absent."

"You're very popular, I've made friends after only a few days of school." Xihe snorted.

"Male and female?" Cheng asked again.

"Does it matter?" Anker muttered.

"Of course! Answer me." Seeing An Ke'er's tone, Cheng knew the answer in his heart, and couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly.

"Man, how about it?" An Ke'er pursed her mouth and asked Cheng, "Is there a distinction between men and women when making friends?"

"Then you are not allowed to go." Cheng did not respond directly to An Keer, but issued a death order.

"Why?" An Keer stared at the city with wide eyes, as if she would be furious if the other party didn't give a reasonable answer.

"You are a married person, do you think it's appropriate to get too close to a boy?" Cheng reminded her.

"Please, Feng Yi and I are like buddies, our friendship is as pure as snow. Don't tarnish our friendship, okay?" An Keer frowned-oh, married people are not allowed to have friends of the opposite sex?What kind of reason is this?

"Feng Yi?!" Hearing this name, Cheng couldn't help frowning, "Then you should stay away from him. I never believe that there are pure male-female relationships in this world. As the fiancée of one of us, you have You need to love yourself a little bit, don't cause us trouble and lose face."

"Why don't I love myself? Feng Yi is the gentlest and most reasonable boy I've ever met, so I just make friends with him, what's the matter? Also, don't keep talking about my 'fiancée', we all know it well Ming, that kind of thing is only temporary. Even if this is not the case, no one can deprive me of the freedom to make friends, regardless of whether the other party is a man or a woman." An Keer was upset by Cheng's words, and fought back angrily.

"It's really sad. In your eyes, the so-called 'fiancé' is not as good as an ordinary friend of the opposite sex who has only been dating for a few days? For him, you still yell at me-" An Ke'er's attitude has exposed the veins on Cheng's forehead, and his hand As soon as he raised it, he swept the saucer and cup in front of him off the table, they kissed the floor heavily, and the crackling sound resounded throughout the room.

"Tyrant!" He lost his temper and threw things again.An Keer squinted at the shattered pieces, and slowly pursed her open lips. She stood up abruptly, and left the restaurant without looking back, fleeing the scene before avoiding a bigger conflict with the city.

"Ke'er-" He couldn't listen to his words at all, Cheng was a little anxious, stood up with his hands on the table, and called out to An Ke'er who was leaving, but the other party fled very quickly, and soon slipped into the elevator and went upstairs .

Xihe leaned back on the chair, his blue eyes staring at the city narrowed slightly under the fine silver hair, he curled his lips and said mockingly, "Is it self-inflicted?"

Cheng shifted his eyes from the closed elevator door to Xihe's face, his brother's ridicule weakened his burning anger, he sat down slowly, and asked the maid to pour him a glass of water.

"Tyrant, even if she is a fiancée, you can't interfere with her personal freedom, right? I don't care. If a boy kidnaps her, I don't have to worry about marrying such a girl anymore."

"Don't make a fool of yourself." Great, that girl made a 'good start', and he got an extra nickname.Cheng raised his hand to pinch the space between his brows, and sighed, "Do you really want to push her out that much?"

Xihe shrugged, and paid more attention to another matter: "What you care about is not her making friends with the opposite sex, but Feng Yi, right?"

Cheng's eyes flickered under the palm of his hand, but he didn't speak.

"I remember that Feng Yi visited you last year, and it was thanks to you that he was able to transfer to Diying High School smoothly. You and him are friends, right?"

"Not really, it's just that a friend introduced him." The maid brought the water, and he finished pinching his brows, went to get the water glass and drank the water in the glass.

"Is that so, did that guy make you feel threatened?" Hee Hyuk asked again.

"I don't understand what you are referring to?" Regarding An Keer, Cheng knew that he knew much more than other brothers.

"Don't you find yourself caring too much about Encore? I don't think this is what you want." Xihe reminded.

"Hey, I'm just doing what my father told me to do. It's my responsibility to take good care of her. Who calls me the elder brother? Push everything to me. If she's your fiancée, I'll be relaxed, I The troubles you endure will be yours." Cheng said indifferently.

"Fiancee? If that's the case, she must be tortured to death and told to get out of this house immediately." Xihe pouted.

"Really? Then, you took the initiative to contact her to design clothes for the dinner party, is this also torturing her?" Cheng's thin lips curled up amusedly.

"Of course, I will prepare her the most amazing dress so that she can make a fool of herself in front of everyone..."

"Is this good for us?" Cheng interrupted Xihe's words against his will. He understood the brother's temper and got up to leave. "And thinking about boring things every day, why not work harder to get sponsorship, the date of the concert is coming soon?"

"Don't think I'm so incompetent, even without you, everything will go well for me." Xihe yelled at the back of the city he was leaving.

"That's the best. In this respect, Zimo is much more realistic than you." The elevator door opened, Cheng walked in, and turned to look at Xihe who was still sitting in the restaurant.

"That's why he's so tired, hard work." Xihe glanced at his elder brother in the elevator and muttered.

Cheng didn't hear Xihe's muttering, but he could see his careful thinking from the subtle expression changes on his face.

The elevator took him up to the second floor. After the broken leg bones were spliced ​​together, he recovered very well. Although he had to rely on the support of crutches to better balance his body, his steps were much more steady and faster than before.Instead of going to the study or his own room, he walked down the corridor.

The tabby cat heard movement in the corridor, poked its head out from the study, saw its owner, ran out of the study hissingly, and followed.

(End of this chapter)