Such a generous decision immediately won a lot of favor for Qin Jingyi.

Seeing Qin Jingyi's politeness disguised, Yan Xiaye took the lead in applauding, and was happier than everyone present.

"I heard it. Qin Jing said he would be responsible for everything, so those who don't like me can come here first to queue up. I will ask him to settle the score together and leave a coin for him to take the bus."

It should have shown that Qin Jingyi is calm and responsible, and is a world of difference from a young lady who bullies others. It is suitable for becoming the next heir. Under Yan Xiaye's joke, she turned into a clown.

Qin Wuyue lowered her head in an embarrassment so that people would not see the excitement that she had not had time to take it back.

Qin Jingyi's face was extremely dark, and he swept the crowd of people around him coldly, fearing that there would be two unwitting second-generation ancestors who would sign up enthusiastically.

Fortunately, even if the people present were ignorant on weekdays, they could barely understand the situation and expressions. They pretended to see nothing, said goodbye to each other and left the villa, announcing that the banquet ended.

Qin Jing, who was disgraced, looked cold and gave Yan Xiaye a middle finger, and pulled his good friend Xu Zixu away with him. He didn't know which club to go to for a happy and happy life.

"Miss, no wonder the old man admires you so much."

When the people who participated in the banquet left, someone respectfully came to Yan Xiaye and directly conveyed Grandpa Xu's meaning to her: "As long as you agree to marry into the Xu family, things like today can be done by

We will handle it on your behalf. With the Xu family as your backer, no matter how ignorant these fools are, they should know that some people can never afford to provoke them."

"You're right."

Yan Xiaye smiled happily and said lightly: "I definitely don't doubt the ability of the Xu family, so I need to consider carefully to live up to Grandpa Xu's love. What do you think?"

The latter was slightly stunned, then laughed: "... Of course, you have the final say."

"Thank you." Yan Xiaye raised his hand and pressed his forehead. He was so tired that he wanted to go back to the room to sleep well: "Good night, see you tomorrow."

"Good night."

Finally, all the guests were sent away. Yan Xiaye took a small cake and nibbled it while passing the dining table, and began to climb the stairs listlessly.

The maid who was responsible for taking care of her was followed by her elusively, "Miss, the old man wants to see you, ask if you have time now?"

Yan Xiaye stood on the steps and was about to cry without tears, and turned around and walked towards Mr. Qin's bedroom.

She raised her hand and knocked on the closed door in front of her. She forced herself to make a fuss and whispered: "Father, I'm Yan Xiaye."

"Come in."

Yan Xia Ye pushed the door open and entered.

In the room, Old Qin was half leaning on the bed, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the tip of his nose, staring at a stack of documents in his hand.

Seeing Yan Xiaye walking in quietly, the old man put down the documents in his hand and greeted her with a kind attitude: "All the young people downstairs have dispersed?"

Yan Xiaye nodded, picked up the fruit knife as usual and started to peel the apples. "It's been dispersed, but the atmosphere before the ending was a little awkward."

Qin Laohua frowned, "Did those little bastards say something else?"

"Fortunately, I'm almost used to it."

Looking down at the long fall of the apple skin, Yan Xiaye decided to recreate his character of being arrogant and arrogant, and began to complain seriously: "The one who bullied me tonight is a woman named Qin Wuyue, last time I gave her to you

I've seen it in that file."

"Well, you have the final say on how to deal with it."

"I wanted to punish her for some money, but Qin Jingyi insisted on showing off his heroes, so I planned to deduct it from his pocket money."

"It's up to you. If Qin Jingyi doesn't care about four or six more, you don't have to say anything to him, just leave it to me."

Such a father-daughter dialogue has been a long time ago. Yan Xiaye turned the apple in his hand seriously, and the blade and flesh made a rustling sound, which sounded a bit like the quiet time.

Old Qin's turbid pupils also stared at the apple in her hand. After pondering for a moment, he spoke: "Xia Ye, I want to know, what do you think of the eldest son of the Xu family?"

Yan Xiaye paused in his hand, and the long fruit peel was cut off halfway through.

Well, she knew that this was the real reason why Mr. Qin asked her to come.

"Xu Jiangchuan is a very good man, but there are some strange rumors outside, and I don't know if I should take them seriously."

"I sent someone to inquire about the source of those rumors, but I haven't found out what is the clue..."

Yan Xiaye peeled the apples on his hands, put them in a plate and cut them into small pieces that are convenient to enter, and delivered the plate to Mr. Qin.

"Do you think I should marry Xu Jiangchuan?"

"Xia Ye, I hope you don't get me wrong. You have the right to marry any man you like. My responsibility as a father is to check on you as much as possible and not give bad boys an opportunity to take advantage of them."

Such a loving answer made Yan Xiaye smile, and his tense mood eased, and he rarely had the idea of ​​joking: "Xu Jiangchuan is not a bad boy, Xu Zixu is."

"Actually, no matter which one, in my opinion, as long as I think about my baby daughter, they are all serious problems and must be treated with caution."

"Including Li Yuntang?"

"Of course, he is the worst boy, with a strong mind and a scheming person, so I have never agreed to your contacts with him."

Yan Xiaye suddenly realized, and smiled like a little girl: "Why did you change your mind later?"

Old Qin's eyes were filled with a deep smile, and his voice was hoarse and vicissitudes: "Xia Ye, don't blame me for rushing to ask you to consider the major events of marriage. If my body was not like this now, I would rather not let you marry forever.

Just be the daughter of the Qin family, don’t involve those love and love, it will be in vain.”

Yan Xiaye's eyes were sore, and she bit her lip and nodded gently, indicating that she had received Mr. Qin's love.

"But I've reached the point where the oil is exhausted and I owe you too much in my life. I can only find a good belonging for you when I'm still worth it. Otherwise, even if I die, I will have no face.

Go and explain to your mother?”

This is the first time that Mr. Qin has taken the initiative to mention her mother since she returned to the Qin family.

Yan Xiaye's heart moved and his eyes lit up, asking: "Can you tell me, my mother...what kind of person is she?"

After saying that, she slowed down her breath with her breath holding her breath, and the expectation in her expression was self-evident.

"I have never been willing to mention her, not because I forgot her, but because I remembered it too deeply but could not change the tragic ending. I had to never mention it like a coward and not face it." (To be continued
Chapter completed!