gentle control

Chapter 7
Silently sizing up.

There was a trace of suspicion and displeasure on that young face.

No one will be happy if their privacy is overheard.

After looking at each other for a while, Zhou Yuanxi cut off the call and walked towards her angrily.

She stood there, looking at the other person calmly, with no intention of explaining.

"Who are you and why are you eavesdropping on my phone call?" Zhou Yuanxi preemptively asked with a fierce tone.

Gu Yusheng smiled: "Guest, I just happened to be passing by."

The meaning is obvious.

It's not that I was eavesdropping, it's just that you chose the wrong position.

Zhou Yuanxi curled her lips and wanted to say something. Then she rolled her eyes and asked, "Are you the one my mother invited to have afternoon tea?"

The manor is only open to circle members on weekdays.

But Meilinzhai is still closed.

Only the Zhou family or invited collateral in-laws related to the Zhou family can enter the garden.

If nothing else happens, the person in front of her is her future sister-in-law?
The girl's eyes couldn't hide her curiosity.

Gu Yusheng nodded slightly, confirming the other party's suspicion.

It turns out that eldest brother’s fiancée is so good-looking.

Zhou Yuanxi secretly sighed at the beauty of the person in front of him while considering his next words.

A moment of silence.

Gu Yusheng spoke first: "Do you want me to help you keep your secret?"

Ok?
Zhou Yuanxi immediately blushed, "What, what a secret."

Seeing her tense expression, Gu Yusheng suddenly changed the subject: "Besides Meilin Zhai, I don't know if there are any other good places nearby."

Ah ~
Zhou Yuanxi blinked, pretending to be stunned.

"Yes, I happen to be going to Xiyuan to get a drawing board. Will sister-in-law come with me?"

sister in law?

The two of them walked to the lake one after another.

Gu Yusheng corrected him: "I haven't even written a single horoscope. It's too late."

"It's not early, it will only be in two months anyway."

At this point, Zhou Yuanxi stopped and turned around, saying mysteriously: "You don't want to marry my eldest brother?"

Children who dare to fall in love early are indeed sharper than their peers.

She turned her eyes aside and continued walking forward, her voice calm and flat, "Who would want to spend the rest of their life with someone who is half-familiar to him?"

"But I heard from my mother that you liked your eldest brother very much when you were a child."

Gu Yusheng told a fact: "I liked so many boys when I was a child that I could circle the earth."

amount.

Zhou Yuanxi approached with a playful smile, "Okay, then I'll call you sister."

"Call me sister Yusheng."

“Why the prefix?”

"Because they are not born to the same mother."

Oh.

been despised.

After walking through many pavilions and waterside pavilions, passing through a large sea of ​​bamboo, we walked about a few hundred meters and came to the place where Zhou Yuanxi picked up the drawing board.

Xijiao Xiyuan.

This is the most difficult-to-reach top residential area in the upper class of Beijing. There are many rich and powerful people, but it is almost rare to have a pure Chinese-style retro villa courtyard in Xiyuan.

As for the reason.

Gu Yusheng felt ironic inexplicably. If Lao Gu worked hard for another five years, he might be able to qualify for house inspection.

They say the scenery at the top of the food chain is great.

But few people understand that even if they are at the highest place, there are always invisible levels of distinction.

After checking their identity at the security office, they entered through the blue-grey stone carving arch gate. The Zhou family driver, who had been waiting for a long time, opened the car door respectfully.

Zhou Yuanxi pulled Gu Yusheng and sat in the back row. The green scenery slowly passed by the half-lowered car window, and the air he breathed was filled with fresh vegetation.

Drive for 10 minutes and arrive in front of the corridor.

It looks like a side door.

Under the green brick eaves, the title of the sandalwood-grained wooden plaque has only one word, Zhou.

The main house is quiet and quiet, not like a long-term residence.

While thinking, I heard Zhou Yuanxi explain: "This place is empty most of the time. I occasionally bring my sketchpad here to sketch, but I rarely stay overnight because it's too big and I'm timid at night."

There is a small lotus pond in the courtyard, with wicker chairs and stone tables next to it. On both sides are dense buds of precious golden osmanthus twigs. The cool breeze blows by in late autumn, bringing with it a refreshing and fragrant fragrance.

It is indeed a good place for shooting and sketching.

I don’t know which of the Zhou family is the owner of the courtyard.Gu Yusheng didn't ask.

Zhou Yuanxi didn’t say anything either.

Of course, the latter is intentional.

Throughout the afternoon, the two of them chose their own place and did not disturb each other.

Gu Yusheng leaned leisurely on the long wicker chair and closed his eyes lazily.

Under the pavilion not far away, Zhou Yuanxi was focusing on the scenery in front of him, using a paintbrush to outline his midterm exam work bit by bit.

The wind is calm and the painting stops.

Until dusk was about to fall, Zhou Yuanxi put away his drawing board and stretched. He turned around and found that the person on the wicker chair had fallen asleep peacefully at some point.

Osmanthus flowers fall gently.

The face sleeping under the tree is so fairy and beautiful.

As an art student, Zhou Yuanxi cannot resist this ultimate beauty of perspective.

I couldn't help but pick up my phone and turn on the camera.

Click.

I secretly took a picture.

Zoom in, zoom in again.

That face really has no blind spots in all directions.

How could there be such a good-looking person in the world?

And she is also her future sister-in-law.

While Zhou Yuanxi sighed secretly, he had an idea and sent the photo to his elder brother in New York.

In fact, Zhou Zongyan was already on his way back to his old home from the airport.

The mobile phone lying next to him vibrated slightly, breaking the silence of the car.

The man in the back seat, who was resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, clicked on WeChat, and saw an ethereal and beautiful sleeping face of a beautiful woman.

Zhou Yuanxi was typing with a smile, but in the middle of typing, he deleted everything one by one.

After thinking about it, I still didn't say anything.

It's best to keep this mystery going.

She put away the drawing board and went outside the courtyard to put it back in the car. When she was about to turn back, her mother called.

Chen Wan said: "Your grandfather has called everyone back to his old house for dinner tonight. When the time comes, he will ask the driver to take you back. You can't run around blindly."

"Brother is on a business trip, isn't he?"

"The housekeeper said he's back. He probably arrived earlier than us."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yuanxi looked leisurely at the courtyard.

A bold idea suddenly came to my mind.

The Maybach drove smoothly in the river-crossing tunnel, and the information prompts vibrated frequently, causing the assistant to subconsciously glance at the rearview mirror.

Zhou Zongyan's long legs were crossed, with an unlit cigarette between his fingers. The hand holding the cigarette was placed on his knee, and he looked down at his mobile phone with a calm face.

One message after another.

It's particularly clear in a quiet car.

The assistant guessed that it should be the information from the old house.

While I was concentrating, I heard my husband quietly command: "Go to Xiyuan first."

? ?
The driver and assistant looked at each other.

We were all surprised when we read it.

The prince usually stays at Nanyue Mansion on weekdays. For so many years, the existence of Xiyuan has been equivalent to nothing.

He suddenly turned around and didn't know why.

Exiting the tunnel, the driver expertly controlled the steering wheel to turn the car.

Dusk fell low outside the window, and the night breeze gradually became cooler.

In the back seat, the small grinding wheel of the lighter made a slight grinding sound.

The faint smell of smoke lingered in the carriage.

Zhou Zongyan bit the cigarette and lit it, taking a puff with his face as normal, his calm black eyes lowered lightly, and he opened the photo again.

In the thin smoke, the man's eyes were fixed for a few seconds.

Then, he looked away silently.

Turn off your phone.

　One day in the future, Mrs. Zhou took her mobile phone and asked: Why are you secretly saving my photos?
　　Mr. Zhou said: It’s so beautiful that I want to keep it privately.

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　　Then, you will know why it is atypical to marry first and fall in love later.

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