Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Xia Junzihao's eyes hidden under the sunglasses brought a light smile.

The most touching thing about Yan'er is her eyes. Her eyes are very dynamic, as if she can speak.

So if she doesn't hide it intentionally, he can understand it.

But when he was wearing sunglasses, Xie Yan'er couldn't see his look and didn't know his true thoughts.

Xie Yan'er stood there twitchingly, bowing his head and not speaking.

Xia Junzihao smiled and reached out to gently hold her hand, just like when she was a child, holding her to walk.

But this feeling of holding hands is completely different from when I was a kid.

And when he held her hand, the touch passed, and her heart throbbed.

This throb is completely uncontrollable.

This kind of feeling was very good, and soon she was sweating in the palm of her hand.

But even if she was sweating, she was reluctant to let go of this hand.

She remembered a poem Xia Xinlan had read in the dormitory before, and there was a sentence written like this, "Hold the hand of the son and live with the child."

It's really beautiful. When I just listened to this sentence, I didn't feel much.

But when I really hold hands with the person I like, I feel it.

Xia Junzihao felt that Xie Yan'er was not quite right and quietly asked, "Is it uncomfortable?"

Xie Yan'er quickly shook her head, "No, no, let's go into the store and see!"

Xie Yan'er randomly pointed to the clothes shop next to her, and Xia Junzihao accompanied her to walk in.

The bodyguard followed, looking around from time to time, he was responsible for observing the safety around.

Entering the shop inside, Xia Junzihao let go of her hand and said, "Go check it out, try it first if you like it."

"Ok."

The shop is very large, Xie Yan'er bypassed from there, Xia Junzihao sat on the sofa next to Xie Yaner.

When Xie Yaner walked to the east of the shop, she heard a few sharp voices.

"Mo Qiuxi, this dress is what we like. Why do you still want to grab it with us? Not successful!"

"Yes, Mo Qiuxi, don't think Wen Shao can marry you, just like you, and you don't look at yourself. Sparrows are sparrows!"

A gentle and calm woman's voice sounded, "If you like this dress, then I will buy it for you, and I will look at something else."

"Mo Qiuxi, what do you mean? You are a sparrow, and our Ren Ziying is the real elder lady, please pay attention to it..."

After the sharp female voice fell, Mo Qiuxi was pushed to the ground.

Xie Yan'er sees all this in his eyes.

She couldn't see the two women bullying a woman at all.

The education she had received since she was little could not see such a situation at all.

She stepped forward and shouted: "What do you do to bully her."

With that said, Xie Yan'er will reach out and support this Mo Qiuxi.

"Who are you? Take care of our business?"

"Is it her helper? It's rather shabby to wear it."

...

Xie Yaner listened to the bitter words in front of them, and couldn't help but say: "The people who choose Wen Mo are the young ones. If you are jealous, just say jealousy. Of course, jealousy is useless."

"you……"

"Why don't you want to beat someone?"

Those two women really wanted to get started. They have loved Wen Shao for a long time and could have had a chance to marry Wen's family.

Before Mrs. Wen also held a family banquet, no one thought that there would be a Cheng Biaojin halfway.

I heard that it was Mo Qiuxi who was ashamed and said he liked Wen Shao before letting him choose her.

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