Chapter 48
"Dad, I know what to do." Hong Xing'er wore a white dress and a skirt, which was close-fitting and perfect, highlighting everything that should be in her figure.

Her eyes were shining with confidence and firmness, and the corners of her mouth were raised, she was extremely beautiful.

Whether it's her beauty or her talent, from childhood to adulthood, there is no man who is not deeply attracted by her.

This is her arrogance.

But she disdains those men, because they are too low-style, not her style.

But today, she put away her arrogance and disdain, and what she wants to see today is Yejiu.

The male god in her heart.

This man is 20 years old, and he has already obtained a graduate degree, a master's degree, and a doctoral degree. Almost every key college she has set foot in can hear myths about Yejiu.

Every corner is saying that the legendary Yejiu, like a god, is perfect and noble.

Everyone is impressed by his talent.

Everyone is crazy about his handsomeness.

After seeing his photos, she became deeply infatuated with such a man who flaunts his charm but also has a biting cold aura.

She wants him!
Hong Xing'er sat dignified and beautiful, her hands on her lap trembling slightly with excitement, especially when she heard the sound of "tapping" footsteps behind her.

Steward Yan, who had been standing by the side all this time, turned around and bowed slightly to the visitor, and said respectfully, "Jiuye."

Hong Xing'er's heart was beating wildly, he stood up with his father Hong Xian, looked up, his heart was suffocated for an instant.

On the TV, in the newspapers, and even the distant figure of Qingjun, nothing compares to what I saw with my own eyes at this moment.

With his hands in his pockets, Yejiu walked over gracefully, and the sun shone on him, coating his slender and suspicious figure with a layer of light.

He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with clean eyebrows and clean eyes, and a delicate facial contour. The way he walked over was a scene that turned all living beings upside down.

Hong Xing'er was almost obsessed with watching, his whole heart was devoted to him, unable to extricate himself.

He looks so demonic, but has a icy complexion, and an indifferent and sinister aura all over his body, which makes Hong Xian's heart tremble.

Think of Ye Jiuye as a cruel and ruthless person, especially a misogynist.

Hong Xian prayed in his heart that his daughter must behave better so that Lord Ye Jiu could see her unique charm.

When Yejiu saw Hong Xing'er next to Hong Xian, he squinted his eyes suddenly, and Yaozhi's pupils narrowed sharply. Even Hong Xing'er, who had been prepared for a long time, was frightened by his eyes. As expected, the legendary Ye Jiuye has "misogyny".

Hong Xian hurriedly opened his mouth to find "life" for his daughter, and laughed, "Master Jiu, haven't you been looking for 'Yishan'? This is what my daughter Xing'er got in Europe. I know you are interested in 'Yishan', so I specially sent it to you." Came here for your appreciation."

Yejiu raised her angular chin, and a starlight ignited in her dark eyes.

There is a play!

Hong Xian signaled his daughter to quickly take out the painting with his eyes.

Hong Xinger's heart was pounding, and he immediately took out the scroll box, slowly opened it in front of Yejiu, and a beautiful landscape painting appeared in front of him.

It is suitable for mountains and rivers, and it is a beautiful countryside.

This one was painted 70 years ago by a famous Hoag master painter, and this is the last remnant of him.

Yejiu, who likes to collect cultural relics and antique jewelry, has been looking for this "Yishan".

After seeing this painting, his eyes narrowed slightly under his eyelashes, and the butler Yan who was beside him immediately stepped forward to take the painting.

Hong Xing'er was slightly disappointed, thinking he would come to pick her up.

(End of this chapter)

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