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Parallel World 6(1/2)

Grandpa Chen held a grand banquet on his birthday. This was the first time he held an extraordinary banquet in so many years.

He has always been frugal and serious, and is used to flattery in the circle, so he rarely attends such dinners, let alone the one he personally proposes to hold.

Mr. Shen’s temper and temperament are very similar to Chen Yan. The Shen family has unmatched rights in Qingcheng. The two also have supreme status. Grandpa Chen rarely even celebrates birthdays on weekdays. He has no hope for such dispensable days. In addition to his seriousness, the younger generations at home are basically afraid of him.

Jiang Zhiyue grew up by Grandpa Chen since she was a child. The old man spoiled her very much. She and Grandpa Shen have a very close relationship. Therefore, no matter when, Jiang Zhiyue will always prepare birthday gifts for her grandpa as soon as possible.

The old man's will at this banquet was not to celebrate his birthday, but to treat Jiang Zhiyue as his granddaughter as his favorite Chen Yan. When Grandpa Chen was happy, he was preparing to hold a dinner that the juniors liked and invite everyone to celebrate.

As a man, and Mr. Shen has been here by thunder and has been through the present, he can see Chen Yan's intentions for Jiang Zhiyue at a glance.

He even discussed with Jiang Yanli privately whether to marry two families. Chen Yan was trained by him. His old man knew the best. He married Zhizhi like this, and he didn't have to worry about meeting someone bad or marrying in another place. As a result, he found that Zhizhi was not moved by Chen Yan, but fell in love with Chen Chi, the most unscrupulous Chen Chi in the family. Although it was a pity, Grandpa Chen still gave up this idea.

It’s not that he has no selfishness, but he vaguely feels that his deep and restrained grandson will never be without any action.

Therefore, when the old man saw the man standing next to Jiang Zhiyue at the wedding, he was not only not surprised, but also got what he wanted.

The banquet was held in the old house of Shen family. The old house was a four-story villa, and the backyard was a small building where the housekeepers lived. Whether it was a villa or a yard, the overall decoration style was Chinese. There were no people at home, and Grandpa Chen was not happy with many people. There were only the old housekeepers and several servants who followed him when he was young.

He is in good health and the old house is very close to the Jiang family, so Jiang Zhiyue is not worried about his grandfather living alone. Chen Yan has a very thorough understanding of the old man's temperament, so he naturally won't worry either.

On the dinner day, in addition to relatives and friends, all the well-known figures in Qingcheng came. Jiang Zhiyue was busy with work some time ago. If Chen Yan hadn't watched her, she would have been in the studio day and night.

Before she woke up at noon, she was called to change her dress. Fortunately, she had a full-body care and maintenance in the morning. Jiang Zhiyue's eyes were narrowed, and she was surrounded by a doll and dressed up inside and out by a stylist and her team. She felt that even every strand of hair was exquisite.

After the end, Jiang Zhiyue was completely awake. She breathed a sigh of relief, shook her sore feet, and then she stood up with her skirt and went downstairs.

Chen Yan was waiting for her in the living room on the first floor.

Listening to the familiar footsteps, Chen Yan, who had tidied up his cuffs, subconsciously looked up and looked over. When he saw the figure appearing at the stairs, he was suddenly stunned.

The dress was selected by Chen Yan himself. Among the many design drafts, he noticed the dress at a glance and thought it would definitely be suitable for her.

Jiang Zhiyue was wearing a puff sleeve red long skirt, her waist tightened, and her exquisite curves were undoubtedly displayed. Against the backdrop of the dress, her snow-white skin made her look as white as cream.

Chen Yan doesn't like this bright color, but he also thinks this color is particularly beautiful on Jiang Zhiyue. She is bright and arrogant, and is naturally suitable for these colors that make people unable to look away.

Just like when Jiang Zhiyue was eighteen years old, her face turned against the light, holding flowers in her hands and smiling brightly. Chen Yan looked at her in the VIP seat, and just looked at her with a shocking look. The dream was full of the red dress and her pretty smile, which made him miss him for many years.

Jiang Zhiyue walked to Chen Yan with her skirt, raised her face and met the man and stared at her gaze seriously. Her face blushed, and she bent her lips and smiled, "Chen Yan, is it good-looking?"

She thought it looked pretty good when she looked in the mirror.

Chen Yan looked at her with his eyes down, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes. He laughed softly and said in a low voice: "It looks great."

Even though she knew that Chen Yan would say it was good every time she asked him, Jiang Zhiyue was coaxed and bent her eyebrows and eyes. She smiled and walked up to her instinctively to hold Chen Yan's hand, and pulled him out: "Go away quickly, grandpa should be anxious later."

When Jiang Zhiyue held his hand, Chen Yan paused. During this period, he could feel Jiang Zhiyue's intimacy with him. The two of them got along much more naturally than before, but this was the first time she took the initiative to touch him.

Jiang Zhiyue was completely subconsciously moving. After realizing what she had done, Jiang Zhiyue's eyelashes trembled slightly. She didn't know why. When she just looked at Chen Yan's gentle face with a smile on her eyebrows, she felt a heart full. She realized that her hand had already held his slightly cool and skinny hand.

Qian also stole the blame, and suddenly let go, it seemed strange again. Jiang Zhiyue gently bit her saliva, and finally planned to pretend that nothing happened.

Chen Yan's eyes fell on the shameful but calm face. Qingjun's eyes bent down. He responded, grabbed her hand and said, "Let's go."

Even when she arrived at the old house, the two hands that were intertwined with each other had never let go. Jiang Zhiyue wanted to pull her hand back, but Chen Yan was very strong and held her hands in the palm of her hand. She moved her fingertips slightly, and the strength increased a little.

Seeing that Jiang Zhiyue had agreed to her current state, the unsatisfied man rubbed her soft fingers hard and played with her. Jiang Zhiyue's heartbeat was so fast that it was uncontrollable. She didn't know what to say, but just hid her slightly red face and looked out the window to pretend to look at the scenery.

Since getting married, in addition to visiting Grandpa Chen during her meal with her parents the next day, Jiang Zhiyue has not returned to the old house for a long time, so she came here very early this time.

Jiang Zhiyue thought she would be the first to arrive. Until the car stopped in front of the carved iron gate, she was led out of the car by Chen Yan and found that the yard was full of noble families dressed in noble clothes.

Jiang Zhiyue:...She forgot Grandpa Chen's status.

Chen Yan seemed to be accustomed to this. He gently pinched Jiang Zhiyue's palm as if comforting, and Jiang Zhiyue followed her husband obediently.

The two of them first went to the study to visit their grandfather under the guidance of the servant. Maybe they were in a good mood, and the old man looked very good today. His face was rosy and his hair was meticulous. His eyes swayed back and forth several times on Jiang Zhiyue and Shen Yan, with meaningful smiles on his face.

Jiang Zhiyue talked with Grandpa Chen's arm, and followed Chen Yan back to the hall. The originally lively hall was quiet for a second when Yin Gui's cold man appeared, and everyone's eyes looked over.

Jiang Zhiyue was still thinking about which small cake she would choose first, so many people came over to say hello to Mr. Shen.

Seeing that they were going to talk about work, Jiang Zhiyue wanted to leave, but her waist was still held in the hand of a man and could not move.

She turned her face and looked over. In her eyes was Chen Yan's cold and thin side face. He was talking to the boss who nodded and bowed to the side.

The man's face was light, and his subordinates were unreasonably wrapped around Jiang Zhiyue's waist. Perhaps because he noticed Jiang Zhiyue's gaze, the hand on his waist quietly rubbed her waist.

Jiang Zhiyue's ears became hot and she locked them in Shen Yan's arms and stopped moving.

Another dessert was about to eat, and those flattering words were almost knocked out of calluses. Jiang Zhiyue was a little bored and poked the little strawberries on the cake back and forth to travel around the sky.

In her memory, it seems that no matter when, Chen Yan is always surrounded by the crowd. He is high and outstanding and noble, and is the most eye-catching existence. When she was a child, she also looked at him from a distance at a dinner party. She was just curious, but she looked at Chen Yan's eyes across half of the colorful hall.

In fact, she should have noticed it long ago, but her heart was all over Shen Chi's heart and could no longer tolerate anything else. She thought that it was just an unintentional gaze, but Chen Yan's gaze was following all night.

Seeing that Jiang Zhiyue was bored, Chen Yan couldn't bear to lock the person tightly beside him. He thought for a while, lowered his eyes and whispered: "Will you be bored?"

Jiang Zhiyue was stunned, then looked at him with a gaze, her face saying that she wanted to go and have a look.

Looking at the little girl's cute face, Chen Yan bent his lips and smiled softly. His hand intimately pinched Jiang Zhiyue's earlobe, and his eyebrows and eyes softened: "Don't run too far, I'll go find you later."

"I know."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhiyue's eyes lit up, as beautiful as if there were stars hiding in the sky. She said parting with Shen Yan, and then excitedly disappeared among the crowd with her skirt.

The man took back his gaze and then lowered his expression and continued to talk to the boss beside him.

Jiang Zhiyue, the old house, has been here countless times, and she has already understood the terrain here. Jiang Yanli and Song Wan were talking to the old man. Jiang Zhiyue ran to say hello, but was teased by her mother, why didn't she accompany her husband, and then blushed and asked a reason to leave.

She walked around for a while and felt a little bored. She slipped out of the hall and planned to go around the yard. She remembered that there was a large piece of pink rose planted in the backyard, and she didn't know how it was now.

There are trees that Jiang Zhiyue cannot name but are very beautiful around the garden. When Jiang Zhiyue was a child, she liked to play on swings. Grandpa Chen specially found someone to build a swing under the tree for her.

It is the season of flowers now. The roses in the yard are blooming brightly, the petals are tender and the branches and leaves are rich and green. You can smell the fragrance of flowers from afar.

The moonlight tonight is also beautiful. A hazy moon hangs high on the dark blue curtain, sprinkling mottled light. Jiang Zhiyue is squinting her eyes and blowing the wind comfortably. The leaves seem to tremble slightly, and footsteps sound behind her.

She turned around, and a long and tall figure entered her eyes. After seeing the person clearly through the moonlight, Jiang Zhiyue blinked and was stunned in place.

Chen Chi pulled out a smile, and he looked at her with a heavy gaze and said hello: "Long time no see."

After coming back to his senses, Jiang Zhiyue turned her lips: "...Long time no see."

This seemed to be the first time that Chen Chi had met with Shen Chi for so long after she had been absent from the wedding. Jiang Zhiyue thought she would have something more or less when she saw him again, but she was surprisingly calm at this moment.

That love had long been exhausted. When she saw him, what flashed through her heart no longer the past when she was a girl, but the unsightly phone call and Shen Yan's gentle and loving eyes.

Thinking of Chen Yan, Jiang Zhiyue felt sorrowful and swelling, and she suddenly missed him a little.

Jiang Zhiyue lowered her expression and smiled very politely. Her smile was shallow and she had a perfect distance: "Is there anything else? I'll go back first if there is nothing."

He noticed the indifference in Jiang Zhiyue's voice, Chen Chi suddenly became panicked and helpless. He couldn't let go of the past and went to see Qin Xin, but the one who dreamed the most during the days he and Qin Xin was Jiang Zhiyue's curved face.

Until today he saw the girl standing next to his elder brother, the smile on his face was familiar and unfamiliar, and the pain was like a needle pricked in his heart, which made him breathless.

"Zhizhi," Chen Chi's voice was hoarse. He forced himself to keep his mind. He remembered that she used to like his smile the most, but now she couldn't laugh. "We must... do we... do you?"

Jiang Zhiyue was confused when she heard this: "Otherwise, what else can it do?"

She suddenly felt that Chen Chi was like a child who had never grown up. She looked at him quietly. His eyes that were always raised were drooping, and the bottom of his eyes was dull, as if he had lost his light.

Jiang Zhiyue looked at him for a long time and chuckled softly: "I am now marrying your brother, and you will get what you want with Qin Xin. Look, isn't this good now?"

Seeing that Chen Chi had not spoken again, Jiang Zhiyue didn't want to waste time with him anymore. Chen Yan was still waiting for her. She withdrew her gaze and stepped aside and wanted to leave.

Just as she passed by Chen Chi, the man with his head slightly lowered suddenly raised his head and reached out to stop Jiang Zhiyue's attempt to leave.

Chen Chi's face was pale and his eyes were red. He almost begged: "Can you not leave?"

Jiang Zhiyue: “…”

Is his mind silly by the wind?

Jiang Zhiyue didn't even want to pretend, she looked straight ahead without looking at her eyes: "No, my husband is still waiting for me."

Hearing Chen Yan's name, Chen Chi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of something. His hands hanging down beside him clenched into fists. He bit his lips tightly, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I admit that I am not a good person, but what qualifications do my elder brother have to marry you if he is so bad."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhiyue's impatient expression was stunned for a moment, and she turned her face and looked at him in a daze.

Seeing Jiang Zhiyue's confused expression, Chen Chi's expression was slightly relaxed, but his voice became more and more bitter: "Zhizhi, you must not know what my elder brother has done."

"Qin Xin told me that he gave her the phone. On the wedding day, Qin Xin hid my phone, so I don't know that you called me so many times."

He paused and said, "Aren't you surprised why my elder brother arrived at the wedding scene as soon as possible?"

"Because it's all behind him..."

"What's behind it."

Before Chen Chi finished speaking, a low and faint male voice came suddenly.

Both of them were stunned, and their eyes were in search of their reputation.

Under the moonlit night, the man in a suit stood not far away, with the soft moonlight half embracing him, casting light of light and darkness on his face.

Chen Yan's voice was very cold, like the torn moonlight. He glanced at him with his beautiful eyes, narrowing his eyes: "Can you call me sister-in-law?"

The man's face was cold, his eyes were deep, and there was a bone-like coldness between his eyebrows and eyes. Chen Chi's heart trembled, and a chill that invaded his bone marrow quickly spread from his heart to his limbs and bones. The overwhelming sense of oppression made him lose his voice, and he couldn't say a word.

Chen Chi's words seemed to be engraved on Jiang Zhiyue's heart. Her mind was like a mess. She lost her sense of measure for a moment, and she didn't even have the ability to think.

Until Chen Yan's voice pulled back her consciousness, although she was still in chaos, she obviously felt that Chen Yan was angry, and still... very angry.
To be continued...
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