Before coming, Xin Xiran thought about it, that Qiu Ji had something to ask him for, and he could take this opportunity to ask Qiu Ji to agree to his conditions, so when he went out, he also brought the copied surname with him.

I thought Qiu Ji must have made an appointment with Yao Si in Zuixian Tower first, but when he rushed over, he found that he was being fooled. He was so angry that he almost overturned the table and left.

The reason why he stayed was that he couldn't breathe. Why did Qiu Ji look calm and calm? He insisted on suppressing his arrogant arrogance?

He sat down, looked at Qiu Ji coldly, placed the transcription on the table, and told his conditions.

Without any suspense, Qiu Ji said no on the spot. Qiu Ji's next words also made Xin Xiran feel embarrassed.

He knew that he was naive to put forward such conditions, and knew that Qiu Ji would not agree, but he did not regard Sier as a bargaining chip as a trading chip as Qiu Ji said?! He couldn't help but say angrily: "You misinterpret my meaning, what else can we talk about."

Qiu Ji's expression was faint and he couldn't tell the emotion, but occasionally he showed a little unidentified smile, "Of course you have other things you want to know."

Xin Xiran felt a little angry. He really had some questions to ask. He hit the table for a while, and then asked, "Okay, then you can answer my three questions."

Qiu Ji raised the wine glass in his hand and expressed his acceptance.

"How did you know what you told me that day?"

"Where did you get your list?" Qiu Ji asked slightly.

Xin Xiran choked, and he frowned impatiently: "What are you going to do with this list?"

"Of course it's stopping them."

"What will you do?" Xin Xiran asked quickly.

Qiu Ji looked at him: "This is the third problem-----"

He acted as if he wanted to speak, but Xin Xiran suddenly stopped him and said, "Wait a minute, that didn't count just now, this is the third question: Who do you think Sier is you?"

Qiu Ji was a little surprised, and seemed to be a little clear-headed, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile, "Do you really want to know? Don't ask anything else?"

Xin Xiran knew that he had asked a very unqualified question, but he just wanted to know, and he nodded affirmatively: "I just want to know, you have to say what you think."

Qiu Ji raised his lips slightly, no matter what the smiles were just now, this time he smiled sincerely, and he didn't even notice it himself. His tone had become much softer: "She is like sunshine to me, like water to fish-----"

Xin Xiran suddenly felt as if he was hit hard by a heavy hammer. He never felt as sharp as he is now. The sun shines in grass and water and fish. There can be no grass in the sun, and there can be no fish in the water, but the grass and fish cannot be gone without sunshine and water. He knew that he should have known it long ago.

When he was a child, he was like brothers and sisters, but he grew up like strangers, but now he likes the same girl. Xin Xiran's heart couldn't tell what was complicated. He just felt a breath of breath, but there was nowhere to come out. He couldn't speak for a long time and forgot his expression on his face.

Wei Zha was surprised by his master's confession so much, and Fushimi also sighed inwardly about his master's misfortune.

Everyone was still thinking about it, but Qiu Ji took the paper from Xin Xiran's palm. He was not in a hurry to see it. He put the things in his cuffs, drank the last little wine in the cup, stood up and said thank you, and then left without hesitation.

After a while, Fumimi shouted softly: "Young Master, everyone has left. Should we go back too? It's almost dark this day."

Xin Xiran came to his senses, clenched his fists in annoyance and smashed them hard on the table a few times, stood up and rushed out.

Fushimi was startled and hurriedly chased him out: "Young Master, where are you going, are you waiting for the younger ones."

Xin Xiran walked steadily all the way and walked into Saumi Street. Fumimi finally knew where the young master was going. He sighed helplessly and hurriedly chased after him.

Yao Siyin returned to Jinbuju, but now in the huge yard, she and Lan Xin were the only ones who looked deserted. She was idle, so she let Lan Xin burn a fire in the yard, then moved a stool and sat under the plum tree basking in the sun and roasted sweet potatoes, and read some interesting unofficial history.

"Dongdongdongdongdong----" The door knocker was beaten up, and Lan Xin quickly ran to open the door, and Yao Si couldn't help but look back.

Seeing that Xin Xiran was coming, she was a little surprised, but she smiled and put down the book in her hand, "Why are you here?"

Xin Xiran left too quickly and had sweated on his forehead. Seeing Yao Si sitting by the fire, he thought he was getting cold, so he sat over and asked, "Why, I'm getting cold?"

"No, I wanted to eat roasted sweet potatoes, so I simply burned a lot of fire." Yao Si smiled, seeing that Xin Xiran was still deliberately suppressing her breathing, and couldn't help but worry, "What are you doing in such a hurry? What's the matter?"

Xin Xiran was stunned when asked, and Qiu Ji's words just now flashed through his mind. He admitted that those words really stimulated him.

He had never fought with anyone, nor did he feel that he had lacked anything. But this time, when he heard that the girl he liked was loved by others, and that person was his former brother and brother, he felt so depressed that he couldn't extricate himself.

At that moment, he thought nothing and wanted to see Yao Si, so he rushed over without thinking about anything.

After seeing Yao Siping and his beautiful face, his impetuous heart was not relieved, but was more and more blocked. The girl in front of him was so beautiful, how could he keep this girl by his side?!

He knew Yao Si's temperament, and it was not something that could be touched by a promise. He had not even seen any friendship with him in Yao Si's eyes. She was always like that, not far or near, and was a little distance, but very friendly.

"Didn't you say you want Lan Xin to send the bill for the cocktail party? I asked the Ding several times, but I haven't received a letter from Jin Buju in the past two days. It happened that I had nothing to do in the afternoon, so I just came to ask." He said the words in a dissatisfied way, and his bright smile was still the carefree young man.

Fumimi sighed in her heart as she looked at it. He knew that the young master was suffering, but he couldn't say it in front of Miss Yao. Wouldn't that kind of sadness that was held and the loss that could not be seen tormented?

"I originally planned to deliver it, but I felt that some places were not very appropriate, so I delayed it. In fact, it was not a big deal. I just heard it accidentally before. Have you held a cocktail party before?"

Xin Xiran shook his head. His identity has always been invited by others. He has never arranged it himself. "Although I haven't done it, I have participated in it a little. I know what to prepare. If you don't worry about anything else, you just need to tell me who you want to invite."

Yao Si said, "You don't need to prepare anything. I have everything I need. I just need to say it then. My things have not been sorted out yet. When I have sorted out, I will invite you over and let's discuss together to hold a beautiful cocktail party before entering school."

Although Xin Xiran was very curious about why Yao Si wanted to hold a cocktail party, he didn't ask. He knew that Yao Si was going to say it, so he would naturally tell him.

The two chatted for a long time, but when they saw that the sky was already dark, Xin Xiran reluctantly said goodbye.
Chapter completed!