Xueba school grass is cut from white to black

Chapter 224 This is the rent
Huo Lansu stood at the door of the empty room. Chen Qiheng had already packed his luggage, walked over and said in surprise:
"My sister has left?"

He lowered his eyes, no emotion could be seen on his face: "Yeah."

Chen Qiheng scratched his head: "I just played cards with a few friends last night, I just didn't pay attention to you, what's going on?"

"nothing."

Huo Lan walked back to his room, and came out after taking his luggage: "Go back."

Mrs. Xi actually invited the designer over the next day.

The villa of the Xi family was bought after the rise of Xi Xing, and an Italian designer was hired.

In the past, Xi Chengying communicated directly with the design team. This time, I heard that it was the new little princess of the Xi family, and she even brought a translator.

Jun Zhimiao looked at the several heavy design books spread out in front of him, feeling that he was having a headache, and said casually:
"There's not much difference between these blue patterns. Anyway, they are all attached to the corner of the wall, and they are still such a small area."

The designer raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth to speak a lot of English.The translator next to him was just about to explain, Jun Zhimiao didn't look up, and said while turning the page:

"I respect your choice, in fact, I need you to show me the general styles firstly, after choosing the basic style, we can talk about more about it. Don't push so many pictures to me.

(I respect your idea, but with all due respect, I need you to show me how many major styles are available first, and then choose the details after determining the overall tone, instead of throwing me a bunch of albums.)”

Several people paused, Jun Zhimiao didn't hear the designer's answer, and asked the translator next to him with a puzzled look: "My pronunciation is not standard?"

Only then did the translator come back to his senses, and smiled enthusiastically with her: "No, Miss Xi's pronunciation is very standard."

Jun Zhimiao frowned: "My surname is not Xi, call me Jun Zhimiao."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and continued to look through the album.

The translator froze for a moment, then looked at Xi Yirou in bewilderment.

Mrs. Xi has already started making appointments for beauty salons, to see which store she will take Jun Zhimiao to for a happy and beautiful appearance in the afternoon.Seeing the translator looking over, he rolled his eyes directly:
"Look at what I'm doing? Can't understand English or Chinese?"

After finally finalizing the overall style, there are still some details to be discussed. Jun Zhimiao was so tired that he lay down on the table, and discussed with Mrs. Xi:
"Or just set a big tone and let the designer play freely. I believe his vision will not be bad."

Mrs. Xi agreed: "Yes, let him come up with a few plans for you to see, and you can finally decide on one."

The translator immediately conveyed Mrs. Xi's meaning to the designer, and the designer said it was okay.

Jun Zhimiao groaned, lying on the table and mourning:
"forgive me!!"

When Xi Chengying had just returned home, his mother was sitting in the living room watching TV. Seeing him come back, she looked like the sky was falling.

"My son has been dropped, right? He came back so diligently in the past two days?!"

After Xi Chengying came in, he didn't see the petite figure, so he turned to ask her:

"What about Miao Miao?"

"Oh, I only care about my sister, not my mother..."

Xi Chengying glanced at her, and Mrs. Xi raised her hand in surrender: "I'm sleeping upstairs. I went for a massage today and put her into a deep sleep. I just came back to sleep."

He frowned: "Did you eat?"

"She hasn't eaten yet, but Miao Miao told me that she is not hungry, so she stopped eating."

The idol drama finally reached the ending song, Xi Yirou stood up, stretched her waist and asked him:
"Son, haven't you eaten yet? Why don't you go wake Miao Miao up and I'll ask the kitchen to cook something for you."

"Ah."

Jun Zhimiao was still sleeping, when he heard a knock on the door, he said confusedly: "What's the matter..."

Xi Chengying's cold voice sounded outside the door: "Mother asked the kitchen to cook supper, come downstairs to eat before going to bed."

Jun Zhimiao covered his head with the quilt, and turned over directly: "Don't eat, don't call me..."

The room suddenly became quiet again, and after 5 minutes, Jun Zhimiao suddenly opened his eyes, got out of bed in a panic and opened the door.

Xi Chengying was still standing at the door.

Seeing her open the door, Xi Chengying smiled and said: "It's not bad that I can still react. Go downstairs and eat something, and go to bed after eating."

Jun Zhimiao was indeed not hungry, but since he was in someone else's house, he was too embarrassed to refuse too many times, so he could only obediently go downstairs to eat.

Mrs. Xi sat beside her, propping her chin to watch her eat well, the more she watched, the more satisfied she became.

"Oh, I always wanted to have a daughter before. If I could have a smart and well-behaved one like Miao Miao, who is really caring and caring."

Xi Chengying told her on the way that his mother, Xi Yirou, had been unable to conceive a child when she got married, so the Jun family forced her to sign a divorce agreement.

Xi Yirou found out that she was pregnant with Xi Chengying after her divorce, so she could only hide in a remote area to raise the baby.

After Xi Chengying reached the school age, he went to City C, which has relatively good educational resources and is far away from City B.

She was always worried that her ex-husband would come to ask for a child, but she didn't expect that the other party had a car accident shortly after the divorce and passed away unexpectedly.

The Jun family has no shortage of blood, and Xi Yirou married a side branch that couldn't be more biased, so Xi Chengying only came to Jun's house once when he was a child, and when he was playing in the garden, he happened to meet Jundai City, and the other party didn't let him go at all. in the eyes.

Seeing Jun Zhimiao put down the bowl, Xi Yirou took her bowl and got up to serve the glutinous rice balls.Jun Zhimiao quickly stopped and said:
"Auntie, no need, I'm full!!"

Xi Yirou looked at her in disbelief and said, "You only have four small glutinous rice balls in one bowl, so you're full?!"

"Ah, this..."

Jun Zhimiao scratched his head in embarrassment, his face was a little red:
"Then trouble you."

Xi Yirou happily went to fill the glutinous rice balls, Jun Zhimiao pulled Xi Chengying's clothes off: "Auntie is so enthusiastic."

"After all, it's lonely staying at home by myself, and it's normal for me to be happy when I finally find someone to accompany her."

Xi Chengying got up to serve the glutinous rice balls, Jun Zhimiao was sitting at the dining table, and could vaguely hear Xi Yirou's complaints:

"Can you eat less?! You're done fighting, what do I eat for my Miao Miao?!"

"You are too eccentric. I suspect that I am not your own."

"You're skinny, what's wrong with eating more?! Look at your body, you won't be able to find a wife if you eat any more!"

"Has any mother ever said that to her son?"

The two walked back while talking, Jun Zhimiao quickly sat up straight, pretending that he didn't hear anything.After Xi Yirou put the bowl in front of her, Jun Zhimiao smiled back sweetly:

"Thank you auntie."

Xi Yirou held her face, looked at the girl's beautiful face like a rose, and sighed:

"Call me godmother, mother is fine too, I want to try what it feels like to have a beautiful and well-behaved daughter."

Jun Zhimiao: ...

Xi Chengying: "Put away your idiot face."

After finally finishing supper, Xi Yirou ordered the servants to pack up, Xi Chengying took Jun Zhimiao into the study, and dug out a bunch of documents for her:
"These are the materials of some projects of Xi Xing S City Branch. After you read these, just ask me if you have any questions. I will come back for dinner in the evening."

Jun Zhimiao looked at the thick stack of papers in front of him, and looked at him suspiciously: "Didn't I say that I can't join Xi Xing?"

The man hummed, his voice did not fluctuate:

"This is the rent."

(End of this chapter)