The heroine of fast time only wants to open

Chapter 50 Brother’s Little Treasury 16 (Second update, starting point recommendation ticket is [-] plus additional update)
I wasn’t that interested in reading the fancy stuff. After scanning it at a glance, I planned to throw it back.

The above roughly talks about how Yang Jianxian started his business when he was young, what his hobbies were, etc.

50 points wasted
At this time, Hua Xian suddenly noticed the time of Yang Jianxian's birth and death.

She took a closer look and suddenly stood there in shock.

This tycoon, who is over fifty years old and once dominated the pharmaceutical industry,

It was actually today that his daughter died during her coming-of-age ceremony!

Unnatural death, being shot in the head.

Hua Xian thought he had seen the wrong time, but confirmed again that it was indeed today!

She suddenly felt that today was not the right time.

There must be troubled waters waiting for her.

But leaving now is definitely not an option.

She could leave gracefully, but Qi Zhandong could not.

She was worried about leaving the hero here alone.

If anything happens to Qi Zhandong, her mission of writing this novel will be in vain.

After coming out of the toilet, Qi Zhandong saw that her face was not very good and asked her what she felt uncomfortable from time to time.

Hua Xian shook his head and told him solemnly that he must follow her every step of the way to the banquet tonight.

Qi Zhandong was a little flattered. He pretended to look at the sky and said:

"I have some doubts that the sun will come out in the west later."

Hua Xian ignored him and called a passing waiter to get her a pair of chopsticks.

After getting it, she suddenly faced Qi Zhandong, using his body to block public view, and lifted up her skirt.

Qi Zhandong was shocked: "What are you doing?"

As he spoke, he was about to press the hem of her skirt.

The fancy and solemn voice told him not to move, and the voice seemed to be filled with ice.

Qi Zhandong froze and saw with his own eyes that she stuck a pair of chopsticks into the leather gun holster on her thighs.

She straightened her skirt as if nothing had happened, and took Qi Zhandong to find a corner to wait for the banquet to begin.

If she had known something would happen tonight, she would have prepared a gun in advance.

Now I don’t have it, so I can only cope with it with chopsticks.

I have to say that Mr. Yang is very safety conscious.

Probably knowing that his life was valuable, there was no sharp piece of tableware on the circular dining table at the banquet.

Not to mention the fruit knife, even the forks are made of plastic and are easy to break.

"What's going on?" Qi Zhandong also felt her tension.

The moment she came out of the bathroom, her fox eyes never stopped looking at every gorgeously dressed guest at the venue.

Like an eagle alert to danger.

Hua Xian said something was going to happen tonight, and someone might want to kill Mr. Yang.

Qi Zhandong's pupils shrank and he subconsciously looked at the energetic man in a red Tang suit among the crowd.

He was chatting and laughing with a group of official friends in the shopping mall, and his pretty little daughter stood beside him.

I simply can't imagine someone trying to kill someone.

"How do you know?" he asked in Hua Xian's ear.

Hua Xian felt the hot breath of his breath on her neck, frowned and distanced herself a little:
"It's easy to die if you know too much. Just follow me closely."

Qi Zhandong was a little funny and a little happy.

If anything happened, he would be the one to protect her.

With her small arms and legs, she still follows her closely?

But no matter what, he was still a little bit important in her heart.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be worried about his safety, let alone say such words to protect him.

Yang Jiahui could hardly maintain her smile, and the tears were almost on the edge of her eyes, teetering on the edge.

He still didn't come.

She excused herself from the crowd, wrapped herself in a coat, and stood eagerly at the door of the hotel, waiting.The phone was tightly clutched in her hand, as if it was clutching her heart. The slightest disturbance could set off a storm for her.

But the phone was so quiet, cold and ruthless in her hand, making no sound.

"Miss, you are here, come in quickly, it's windy outside, don't let the cold blow you!" The nanny put another long coat on her distressedly and urged her in.

She watched the young lady grow up.

Even though the young lady is well-dressed and well-fed, her life is not very comfortable.

The young lady's mother died early, and the young stepmother treated her so harshly that she could hardly tolerate her.

Fortunately, the young lady strives for her own success, studies very well, and has a good temper, so the master values ​​her very much.

Otherwise, this wealthy family would really have no way to survive.

Yang Jiahui was still looking at the street corner for a moment, as if the person she cared about would appear in the next moment.

The nanny sighed:

"Miss, why do you bother?"

She knows about Guan Chang.

Ever since she met this young and handsome young man, my young lady has been talking about him every day as if she was in trouble.

Peel an orange at home, and the peeled skin is unconsciously formed into the abbreviation of the young man's name.

Yang Jiahui still looked motionless.

She has never seen a boy like Guan Chang.

The moment he raised his eyes in her camera, it seemed that all the light in the world faded away, leaving only his eyebrows shining.

He is a little simple and a little noble.

He doesn't please her, he doesn't flatter her, and of course, he doesn't like her.

Yang Jiahui was angry at his aloofness, angry at his lack of appreciation, and even more angry at him for not looking at her seriously.

Only she was like a drug addict, drunk on his look, unable to escape or escape.

She thought she was crazy.

She just stood so stubbornly in the cold wind, biting her lip and saying nothing.

She waited until her father came to call her in person before she returned to the banquet hall stiffly, like a puppet with its strings cut off.

banquet begins

In fact, this is not only a birthday party for a rich girl, but also a place where business transactions begin.

Rich and powerful people often make connections in this way.

Hua Xian and Qi Zhandong danced the opening dance with everyone on the dance floor.

But her body was too tense, and even Qi Zhandong's eyelids twitched nervously, and he couldn't help but be more vigilant about the surroundings.

At this time, a hand stretched out towards the two fancy people.

The owner of the hand is a young man, no older than 30 years old.

He looked at Hua Xian with a bright and handsome smile. It was obvious that he wanted to change dance partners with Qi Zhandong.

Qi Zhandong naturally saw his intention. He turned his body and danced away with a flashy and invisible gesture, leaving him with a rejected figure.

The young man persisted and chased after her with his dance partner.

After several times in a row, Qi Zhandong stretched out his polished leather shoe expressionlessly and stepped hard on his toes.

Finally, he said without any guilt: "Oh, I'm sorry, my feet are slippery."

You know, the soles of business leather shoes are very thick, and they make a sound when walking, let alone stepping on people.

The man's face turned green.

But in order to maintain the gentlemanly demeanor, he just smiled and said it didn't matter.

But the look in his eyes clearly said, "I'll wait for you, kid."

He tentatively asked Qi Zhandong about their relationship. Although he was asking about Qi Zhandong, his eyes never moved away from Hua Xian's face.

　I don’t know if I can get [-] recommendation votes before I put it on the shelves.

　　


(End of this chapter)