Diamond Wedding: Exclusive possession of mystery wife

The sky was gray and the light rain of cattle hair was scattered.

The weather in early spring is still cool.

"An'an, the foreign tour is over. When the tour in Beijing is over, you can take a good vacation." in the co pilot's seat, agent Xu ran turned over the itinerary and looked at the people sitting in the back row.

Xi'an, an internationally renowned piano genius, is known as the "hand of God" at a young age. Her tour is even more difficult to find. Coupled with her super-high appearance, she has Yan and talent, and her fans circle wave after wave.

However, at the same time, she is also the target of many media reporters, because in addition to being a piano genius, she is also the daughter of the Xi family in the south. As a real estate tycoon in the south, the Xi family has a lot of gratitude and resentment. The news of the discord between Xi an and Xi family is also a hidden secret.

Xi'an pinched her eyebrows. Her little face as white as jade was a bit abnormally pale. She slowly opened her eyes, and her pure eyes were mixed with irreducible melancholy.

Clearly is a young mushroom cool, but it seems to see through the vicissitudes of life.

"Sister Xu, stop."

"Ann, what's the matter?" Xu ran asked puzzled.

"I want to go somewhere. I'll just go back to the hotel later." Xi'an took her cap and put it on. "Don't worry, I'll be careful."

"Well, call me if you have something. Don't stay out too long and go back to bed early." Xu ran told me uneasily.

Xi'an nodded. The driver stopped by the side of the road. She pushed the door and got off with an umbrella.

In the crowded street, Xi'an stood by the roadside, suddenly confused.

Where should she go?

The capital is so big, but she can't find anywhere to go.

Oh, that's ridiculous.

She turned and walked into a coffee shop. After a while, she came out with a cup of coffee.

With an umbrella in one hand and coffee in the other, Xi'an walked aimlessly in the drizzle.

"Stop."

Quan Tianqi lit the fingertip of his mobile phone and fixed his eyes on the familiar figure outside the window.

"President, what's the matter?" tezhu asked.

"You go back to the company first. I have something to do." he said without stopping the underground car.

"President, you forgot to bring your umbrella." special assistant hurried out of the car. Quan Tianqi had already run away.

He scratched his head and looked confused.

Xi'an bowed her head and drank a mouthful of iced coffee in her hand.

She looked at the fallen leaves on the ground immersed in the rain, and a bitter smile spread around her mouth.

The umbrella tilted to cover her sight and the people coming up.

The next second, she was unprepared and bumped into it.

"Dong -"

The cold coffee hit the man and knocked over his clothes.

Xi'an suddenly regained her consciousness, removed her umbrella and didn't see the person. If she was sorry, she blurted out, "I'm sorry."

"What if you don't concentrate on walking and fall?"

A low voice, calm and gentle.

Xi'an raised her eyes and saw the man's handsome face. She was slightly stunned, "it's you."

"Last time you spilled warm water all over me at the airport, now you spilled coffee all over me. If you do, I can easily think you have a grudge against me." Quan Tianqi said humorously.

Xi'an looked at him awkwardly, smiled at the bottom of his eyes, and blushed on his pale cheeks.

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

"I'm sorry, I want to get over it?" Quan Tianqi looked down at his clothes stained with coffee stains, and his lips raised an evil radian.

Xi'an took a step back, his eyes flickered a little helpless, "then I'll compensate you for your clothes?"

"Let's go." Quan Tianqi took a step.

Xi'an stuck her legs in place, "huh?"

"Didn't you say to compensate me for my clothes?" Quan Tianqi put his hand in his pocket and looked back at her. "Do you want to go back?"

Xi'an shook her head and trotted a few steps to follow him. "Then I'll give you money?"

"Do you think I'm short of money?" Quan Tianqi stopped and looked at her.

Xi'an smiled, "I didn't mean that."

"If you don't go, the rain will get worse later." Quan Tianqi cut off the topic. "I don't want to be spilled with coffee and get caught in the rain."

Xi'an scratched her head, hesitated for a while, and then raised her feet to follow.

At the men's clothing store, Xi'an reached down the brim of her hat for fear of being recognized.

She doesn't want to be watched by reporters as soon as she returns to Beijing.

"Aren't you going to pick out clothes?" she urged, looking at the man standing still beside her.

Quan Tianqi took off his coat full of coffee stains and hung it on his arm. "Help me pick it."

He spoke with a natural look on his face, and Xi'an was confused.

She pulled out her ears and suspected that there was something wrong with her hearing.

"What did you just say?"

Let her choose for him. Why.

"You dirty my clothes twice and help me pick my clothes, shouldn't you?" Quan Tianqi asked calmly.

"But, but..." Xi'an blushed. Finally, she said helplessly, "I don't know how big you wear, and I don't know your style. You'd better choose it yourself. I'll go there and wait for the bill."

With that, she turned and wanted to escape from him.