Also, Qiao Yan hopes that Yanyan will leave the Seven Great Families.
This letter is addressed to Yan Yan, yes, it has been placed behind the picture frame and no one has noticed.
This letter should have been written on the day the young master Yan Yan was born.
Today, it's been 17 years.
Yan Yanqi was a little confused.
She always felt that she had fallen into a pit, and when she entered Mansion No. 7, she didn't want to leave.
There are so many secrets here, and they all seem to be beckoning to her.
While still thinking, there was a sudden knock on the bathroom door.
"You plan not to come out for the rest of your life" Bo Qichen stood outside the door for a long time, and saw that there was no movement inside, so he had to knock on the door.
Put the slip away.
Yan Yanqi walked over and opened the door.
The door opened, and Bo Qichen glanced up and down at Yan Yanqi.
Seeing that her face was not normal, her brows frowned slightly, "uncomfortable" "Nope.
Hungry.
Yan Yanqi pursed his lips and scratched his hair.
Bo Qichen nodded, "Let's go, go down to eat." ” The two of them went out one after the other, and throughout the whole process, no one mentioned the matter of the little master.
Yan Yan Qi didn't know how to ask questions, while Bo Qichen was thinking about how to say it reasonably, so as not to scare Yan Yan Qi away.
At the dinner table, several heirs gathered, all waiting.
Feng Jin's injury was almost healed, and the matter of the engagement banquet was suppressed by Bo Qichen, and I heard that Bo Qichen personally went to Dongfang's house to apologize that day.
Although the Oriental poetry still collapsed a little afterwards, there was nothing to be done.
And the truth, Bo Qichen didn't ask for a long time.
And Dongfang Bo was helpless, after all, he knew and understood that Feng Jin would never do that on purpose.
Otherwise, the brother really didn't have to do it.
As soon as she got out of the elevator and entered the restaurant, Yan Yanqi hadn't come back to her senses when she heard someone greet her: "Xiao Qi, meet again." ” Listening to the warm voice, Yan Yanqi looked up, then came back to his senses and smiled: "Hello, Young Master Nanyi." ” Bo Qichen sat on the main seat, and then looked at the only empty seat on the dining table, and motioned to Yan Qi: "Go over and sit." ” Yan Yan Qi: "If she sits down in that position, won't she really be the little master of Yan Yan."
Before the word "not quite" could be spoken, her words were interrupted by Bo Qichen: "In the past."
"Needless to say, if you don't have a chance to resist, it's so domineering, this is Bo Qichen.
"Oh," he nodded, and Yan Yanqi walked over and sat down a little embarrassed.
Not daring to look up, for the first time, she was under pressure.
Seeing the maid serving the food, she served her intimately, in fact, these were all things she had done for several other young masters before, but now, she was sitting here, a little at a loss.
Although I have been sitting here to eat for the past few days, it is definitely different from now When the six heirs gathered, they were just the seventh little master, and she was still the words in Bo Qichen's mouth.
Ma Dan is so complicated, is it really good, the pressure is so great, I eat and I am so tired that I really want to run over and grab the seventh master by the collar, ask him if he is still talking nonsense after his mouth was kissed by her What the little young master of the imperial capital "I've said a few times that don't think about anything else while you're eating."
Bo Qichen put down the cutlery and looked at her.
Taking a deep breath, Yan Yanqi felt that she was in the wrong situation now, and it was easy to affect the progress of her task.
Helplessly, her dark eyes raised, and the hand holding the fork tightened a little: "Why do you say that I am the little master of Yanyan":