"This is Dad, you saw it last time, this is Mom, you know it too, call someone!"
"Dad, Mom..."
"Xia Ye? It's a pretty good name, did your mother give it to you?"
As soon as Xi Xiaye's voice fell, Mu Tangchuan's warm and deep voice came over. With a smile in his eyes, he glanced at Zhuang Shurong beside him, and saw that Zhuang Shurong also nodded slightly to him.
"Well, my mother said that she hoped that I could be as clear and clear as the starry sky on a summer night, so she chose such a name..."
Xi Xiaye responded calmly.
Mu Tangchuan and Zhuang Shurong exchanged a look, and then smiled happily, "With such an artistic conception, it looks quite like your mother."
"Okay, it's cold outside, let's go in first, we're preparing lunch, and it's ready to eat right away. Today, your grandpa and I will cook for you, so you're lucky!"
Seeing the cold wind outside, Wang Hui laughed.
The old couple have retired and have nothing to do. Now they just spend all day in the kitchen studying cooking, or they are arguing, planting flowers in the backyard, or looking for companions to play chess, drink tea and chat.
With their day and night research, their culinary skills have also improved to a higher level, and now their skills are considered acceptable.
A group of people then went to the house.
Worried that Xi Xiaye would be bored, so just after sitting down in the living room and drinking a cup of tea, Wang Hui asked Zhuang Shurong to take Xi Xiaye upstairs, while Mu Yuchen was called to the study by Mu Tangchuan.
Mu Yuchen's room is the first on the right past the large living room on the second floor.
When Zhuang Shurong opened the door, a light and cold fragrance wafted into her nostrils. Xi Xiaye looked up, and the layout seemed to be very similar to that of Fengju. It was a small suite, even the design and decoration style was similar.
"Achen doesn't like other people walking around in his room, so we didn't change the style of the room. It should be something festive, but I think you young people don't care about it."
Zhuang Shurong pushed open the door and signaled Xi Xiaye to go in, and said flatly, "Go in and see for yourself, you will live here when you come back, and they have prepared clothes and daily necessities for you in the closet, look See if there is anything you need to tell the servants, since the people who have entered our Mu family are all our own people, don't be afraid of strangers."
Zhuang Shurong's tone was a little relaxed at the moment, she suddenly turned her head and looked at Xi Xiaye who had been silent all the time, "Since you were chosen by Chen'er himself, we don't have any requirements, we hope you can live a good life, as you His wife must care about him and take care of him. We usually don't care much about him, and he... "
Speaking of this, Zhuang Shurong suddenly didn't continue, but just glanced at Xi Xiaye, then turned around and left.
Xi Xiaye looked away at Zhuang Shurong's figure gradually disappearing in the corridor, and was silent for a while thoughtfully, then withdrew her thoughts and walked into the room.
As soon as he stepped into the room, he faintly felt his breath. The French windows leading to the small balcony on the opposite window sill were not closed. A gust of cold wind blew in, and an inexplicable cold fragrance faintly wafted in the air.
She stood in the side hall and looked at it for a long time. After thinking for a while, she pushed open the half-closed door on the right, and she saw a large study room with three rows of tall bookshelves full of books. Unlike Fengju, where a ladder is needed to get to the books on the upper floor, Xi Xiaye was surprised by the amount of books.
Walking over, I took a brief look, and found that the books on the bookshelf were the same as those at Fengju, and they had been classified. The difference was that there was a bookcase on this side that contained some military treatises and the like. There are no books in Fengju.
He took a book by himself, sat down on the desk, opened it casually, and began to look through it.
I just opened it and took a few glances, and I saw that someone's handwriting occasionally marked and commented in the book, and she seemed to have the same habit as her.
It is one of Er Yuehe's anthologies.
She has never been interested in history. When she was studying in the past, she was a mess in liberal arts. At first, Shen Wenna wanted to train her to be a quiet, elegant and knowledgeable Xiaojiabiyu, so that she could become a university student like her in the future. Teachers are also a good choice.
No, she was influenced by her grandfather's Shen Yue after all, and chose the Military Academy Business School, but it's a pity that not long after entering, she...
Later, I went abroad to study several times, and I studied business management. After returning to China, I have been staying in Shengshi Group, and has been up to now...
Smiling, he put the book back helplessly, and was about to find another book, but found that there were many honorary certificates, medals, trophies and so on in the hidden compartment of the bookshelf next to him.
She was surprised for a while, and hurried over, picked up a few books and flipped through them casually, and they all showed the man's awesome achievements——
She didn't quite understand the first-class scholarship honor certificate, the national three-good student honor certificate, various competition award certificates, and a bunch of other certificates written in English.
Sure enough, he is a top student!
The more Xi Xiaye looked at it, the more frightened she became. After reading a large stack, she almost died of inferiority complex—God knows, she has always been a scumbag, what is the only certificate of honor that she has been able to get since she was a child? Outstanding Young Pioneers are still encouraged!
"You are smiling and frowning again. What kind of expression is this? What's so interesting about these things? Looking at you like this, it seems quite attractive?"
The man appeared behind him at some point, the sudden low voice startled Xi Xiaye, his hand trembled, and the bright red certificate in his hand fell to the ground with a 'snap'.
She turned her head in shock, and when she saw Mu Yuchen standing behind her, she was instantly annoyed, "You walk without making a sound, and you have scared me many times!"
Mu Yuchen raised his eyebrows and glanced at her slightly annoyed face, then bent down suddenly, picked up the certificate on the ground, passed her, and sat down in the office chair beside her, "What did you do to fail? Scared?"
"It's you who come out like a ghost, like a wandering ghost, and come out for a long time to scare people."
Xi Xiaye glared at him, reached out and snatched the certificate in his hand, opened it to take a look, and said, "I didn't expect that you could get this award, shouldn't it be, what our high school head teacher said back then, the innovation competition Record, the one that no one can erase for many years is you, right?"
"Really? I have to be several years ahead of you. If so, the level of your juniors and younger sisters still needs to be improved."
Mu Yuchen said that without any humility, and looked at her with great interest.
"There is a specialization in the art field, and other strengths are other. Anyway, I didn't know it at that time. No matter how good you are, it doesn't affect me at all."
Xi Xiaye couldn't help but reply him.