Surrender At a Glance

After Yi Yan and Jiang Xiche stayed in the room for a while, they were called by the nanny to go to dinner.

Jiang Xiche had previously told Yi Yan that his family was more etiquette, and the family generally did not speak when eating, so the table seemed very quiet, only the sound of the tableware clashing gently.

This strangely silent atmosphere made Yi Yan very uncomfortable. She ate the meal carefully, for fear that there would be too much movement when the chopsticks hit the dishes, and she didn't even dare to pick up the dishes in front of Jinsui.

Because the stack of vegetables in front of Jin Sui was relatively slippery, she was afraid that she would have to clip it several times before it could be picked up. That would be too embarrassing, and she might be disgusted.

She sneered at herself.

Jiang Xiche noticed that she had been holding only the vegetables in front of her, so he reached out and put a few dishes that she hadn't touched into her bowl, and found that her soup was almost finished, and filled her with it again.

"My son really is more like me." Jiang Jiacheng smiled and looked at Jiang Xiche with satisfaction, "It is simply inherited all my good qualities."

"Your good quality?" Jin Sui hummed, and said grotesquely while picking up vegetables, "If you have a wife, forget your mother?"

Yi Yan's action of eating vegetables suddenly stopped, and secretly hit Xia Jiang Xiche with his leg, suggesting that he was picking vegetables for Jin Sui.

Jiang Xiche felt helpless to his mother, took a piece of meat and put it in her bowl, casually sarcastically: "You have been too idle lately. Have you studied linguistics?"

"What linguistics?" Jin Sui's eyes were puzzled, and he would not be able to understand the meaning of his words for a while.

Jiang Xiche: "Praise that you can speak."

Jiang Jiacheng couldn't help laughing. Before his wife didn't react, he quickly changed the subject and said to Yi Yan warmly, "Yi Yan, you don't have to be shy, you are all a family, why are you shy?"

"Yeah, good." Yi Yan smiled awkwardly and nodded again and again.

Jin Sui looked at her at this time, and suddenly asked, "Can you cook?"

Yi Yan's stature was slightly stiff. She thought this was a death question, but she had no choice but to answer truthfully: "No."

"Girls still know how to cook." Jin Sui said this with a small smile on her face, which made her look like she didn't mean anything malicious, but this sentence obviously contained some meaning.

Yi Yan maintained an awkward and polite smile, catering to her: "Well, I will learn when I have time."

"Tsk." Jiang Jiacheng murmured, "When you are a girl, you have to know how to cook? It's not short of money to ask a nanny or go out for two meals."

"I said what's the matter with you?" Jin Sui put down his chopsticks angrily, glaring at her husband who always antagonizes himself, "Do I have to say it? I say the best! That is better than not knowing how to cook what?"

Jiang Jiacheng is actually afraid of his wife. Seeing her hairy, he immediately raised his hand and surrendered: "Okay, well, I got it wrong, everything you said is right to you, don't be angry."

"So annoying!" Jin Sui glared at him, then picked up his chopsticks again.

Jiang Jiacheng didn't care, and smiled at Yi Yan: "She's just like this, don't care, eat quickly."

"Good." Yi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, she thought she was going to quarrel.

The dining table was quiet again.

Before long, Yi Yan was the first to eat her meal, but the chopsticks hadn't been put down yet. She wondered whether she should leave the table first or stay here and eat a bite.

Jiang Xiche seemed to see through her thoughts and said to her, "When you are full, go to the living room for a break."

Yi Yan was very grateful that Jiang Xiche was so observant. He quickly got up and said politely to Father Jiang, "Dad, Mom, I'm full, you eat slowly."

"Eating so little doesn't suit your appetite?" Jin Sui looked at her face, curiosity in the polite.

"No, I just have a relatively small appetite." Yi Yan shook her head hurriedly, a little confused about Jin Sui's attitude.

"Eat some more," Jiang Jiacheng called to her warmly and sincerely, "you are too thin."

"No, I'm really full, dad, eat slowly." Facing Jiang Jiacheng's friendliness, Yi Yanshi was flattered, with mixed feelings in her heart.

She felt that it would be nice to have such a father in the future, and she felt like she had found a treasure.

Yi Yan went to the living room sofa to play with her mobile phone, complained to Fang Shushu, and chatted for a while, Jiang Xiche came over, sat next to her, leaned over to pour water, and said, "I'm going to attend an event later."

"Huh?" Yi Yan turned his eyes to him in surprise, "Are you busy after the Chinese New Year?"

"Well, I usually do it all year round."

Yi Yan thought, wouldn't she have to be alone with his parents? I was scared thinking about it, so she asked in a low voice, "Can I go with you?"

"It is not recommended that you go. This event is basically for men. It is a business theme. It will be boring for you and you must wear a formal dress."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of being bored. Just buy a dress and wear it on the road. I want to follow you."

The sudden sticking words made Jiang Xiche's heart tremble, and he couldn't refuse anyway, "Okay."

At this moment, the husband and wife in the restaurant were full. Yi Yan looked for fame and found that it was actually Jin Sui who was cleaning up the dishes.

Suddenly she was confused, and turned to ask Jiang Xiche, "Isn't there a nanny? Why does your mother collect the dishes herself?"

Jiang Xiche didn't know what his mother was doing. He cast his gaze towards him, and then saw his dad wink at him.

He understood the meaning instantly, his mother was testing his daughter-in-law.

A sense of helplessness came to his mind, Jiang Xiche pulled Yi Yan up and said softly: "Accompany me to collect the bowl."

Yi Yan:?

Yi Yan was taken to the restaurant in a daze by Jiang Xiche. Jiang Xiche took the plate in Jin Sui's hand directly and said slowly: "You can rest, I will clean up with Yi Yan."

Jin Sui stared at him silently. The awareness of petting his wife is quite high, why don't I have the awareness of thinking about mom!

Jiang Xiche had mentioned her name, Yi Yan naturally did not dare to neglect, and followed to pick up the dishes, but she usually does not touch the Yang Chunshui with her ten fingers, so now she seems a little clumsy.

"Take this to the kitchen first." Jiang Xiche handed the four stacked bowls and spoons to Yi Yan, and cleaned up the leftovers and dishes by himself.

Yi Yan obediently picked up the four bowls and headed to the kitchen. Who knew there was a small threshold at the door of the kitchen to keep off the water. She didn't notice it, and accidentally tripped over it.

She was caught off guard and staggered, and the bowl in her hand suddenly fell to the ground with a "clang", and it fell into a mess.

Yi Yan was so frightened that she broke the bowl, panicking in her heart, squatting down in a hurry to pick up the large piece of porcelain.

The three people in the dining room hurriedly walked over after hearing the movement, and Jin Sui cried out after seeing the fragments on the ground: "Oh, what happened? I can break the bowl when I walk along."

But Jiang Xiche only took care of pulling up Yiyan who was squatting on the ground for the first time, holding her hands and lowering his head to check carefully. He was relieved when he saw that it was intact, and he looked at her with a slightly reproachful look, "Why are you so careless? ."

"I'm sorry." Yi Yan felt embarrassed and looked at Jin Sui apologetically, "I didn't mean it, I didn't know there was a threshold, and I accidentally stumbled."

"Walking to see the road." Jin Sui sighed and shook his head, turning around to call the nanny to come and pick up the debris.

Yi Yan didn't know what to say for a while, and complained to herself that she was unlucky.

Seeing that her expression was not very good, Jiang Jiacheng hurriedly reassured her: "It’s fine if people are not injured. It’s just a few bowls broken, it’s okay. I said that the threshold design is unreasonable. I didn’t notice it at first. I tripped over it again."

Hearing what he said, Yi Yan felt much better and grinned gratefully at him, "Thank you Dad."

Jin Sui pursed his lips and waved his hands to several people impatiently, "Go out, what should you do, you don't need to take the rest."

So Yi Yan and Jiang Xiche returned to the room.

Yi Yan sat down on the bed dejectedly, and then he dared to complain: "Why do your family have to make such a small threshold? Your mother must be more prejudiced to me now."

"Don't mind, you are not to blame for this." Jiang Xiche stood in front of her, gently pressing her head into his arms.

Yiyan encircled his waist and buried his entire face on his stomach. After a while, he shut himself up, and said in a sigh, "Fortunately, your father has no objection to me, and will still face me."

"I'm facing you too." Jiang Xiche's slender fingers slowly stroked the back of her neck, his voice was rarely gentle, as if he was comforting a sad kitten.

The effect was obvious. Yi Yan's gloomy heart suddenly brightened a lot, and she gave an "um" and didn't let go.

Half a minute later, Jiang Xiche pushed her away, picked up the coat she had taken off on the bed and put it on her shoulder again, "Put your clothes on, ready to go."

Yi Yan was anxious to leave here immediately, put the two gloves into his sleeves obediently, and then went to the event with Jiang Xiche.

At the event, there were many elites from all walks of life. To say nothing, there were hundreds of people. Looking at the event, most of them were older men in suits and leather shoes. There were not many women. There were even fewer people like Yi Yan holding Jiang Xiche's arm into the venue.

This is a business conference. It looks very formal. There are many media shooting. The guests are led by the staff after they enter the venue. On the way, they nodded and shook hands when they met their counterparts. Yi Yan was soaked in Jiang Xiche’s light and talked to a few Successful people shook hands.

Jiang Xiche's seat was in the first row. After taking the seat, Yi Yan sat next to her and joked to him in a low voice: "Jiang Xiche, didn't you say that you don't like your woman's physical contact with other men? But I just told him Several men shook hands."

Jiang Xiche: "Necessary situations are excluded."

"Cut." Consciously boring, Yi Yan picked up the mineral water on the table and unscrewed it, and began to look around curiously.

When she looked to the left and rear, her gaze abruptly withstood, her eyes expanded rapidly, even her mouth opened, she was extremely shocked.

Jiang Xiche couldn't help frowning when he saw her like this. Just about to look at her, he heard her incoherently excited: "Jiang...Jiang Xiche! I...I...I saw my idol. !"

idol?

Jiang Xiche turned his head to look, and he really saw Qiao Zhou sitting two rows behind them to the left. He was dressed in a black suit and his face was sunny and handsome.

"Oh my God." Yi Yanqing couldn't help but grabbed Jiang Xiche's hand and placed it on her chest, "Jiang Xiche, did I read it wrong? I'm so excited, you see my heart beating so fast."

Jiang Xiche really felt her turbulent heartbeat, and was upset. He pulled out his hand and squeezed her chin, turned her face back, and said solemnly, "Don't look around, it's rude."

Yi Yan was over-excited, and immediately looked back, red hearts appeared in his eyes, shaking Jiang Xiche's arm and muttering to herself: "So handsome, I saw him so close for the first time, ah ah Ah, I really want to sign in the past."

"Yiyan." Jiang Xiche stared at her coldly, his tone sinking, "Look again, I will let the driver take you home now."

Yi Yan's face stiffened, and she dared to give him a bitter look, unwilling to sit upright.

But her neck was out of control, and she wanted to turn around again, but soon she took out her mobile phone and put it on her lap, then turned on the camera and used the front camera to sneak in the position of Qiao Zhou. , Zoom in and take pictures.

However, this move was quickly discovered by Jiang Xiche. He grabbed her mobile phone and criticized her solemnly: "Don't you know that it is impolite to take pictures of others secretly?"

With that, he opened her photo album and ruthlessly deleted the photo she had just taken.

"Why are you like this?" Yi Yan snatched the phone back dissatisfiedly and retorted in a low voice, "I won't spread it indiscriminately, just want to keep a memorial."

Jiang Xiche didn't change his face, and ordered in a cold voice: "Sit down."

Afraid of being sent away, Yi Yan had to snorted and sat down angrily, but after a while, driven by curiosity, she took the initiative to speak to Jiang Xiche, "How could he be a big star at such an occasion? ?"

"He has been a new product spokesperson for the organizer of this conference not long ago. It is estimated that he was specially invited over. He is not the only star on the scene."

"Really?" Yi Yan was surprised, and looked around again, "but here I seem to know him a star."

Jiang Xiche did not answer. Yi Yan was quiet and asked him expectantly: "You said that after the meeting is over, I can take a photo with him. Can I ask him for an autograph?"

Jiang Xiche was silent for a while, and slowly replied: "Yes, but you must be careful."

"That's great!" Yi Yan grinds her fists, and for a while, her whole body rises up high, hoping that the conference will end quickly, and she will fulfill her wish for so many years.

As the seats on the spot gradually filled, the conference finally began. During the period, the representative spoke, watched PPT and watched the video. Yiyan was half-knowledgeable and secretly yawned several times.

After going on for almost an hour, the conference entered the final link, the award ceremony.

The first award presented is the most successful person of the year in the industry.

When the host announced the award and sold it off, everyone present looked at each other and whispered to each other. At present, none of them knew who the trophy would go to.

This is the most precious of all the awards in this conference. Yi Yan couldn't help but become curious, and his sleepiness disappeared a lot, wondering who is so awesome.

When everyone was eager to wait, the host no longer whipped everyone's appetite, took a breath and smiled, and raised the volume to announce the result.

"This year's most successful person believes that everyone in this room has heard of it even if they have never seen it before. In just a few years, he developed a simple enterprise into a business giant spanning several continents. President of the Jiang Group, Jiang Xiche!"

"Let us applaud and invite Mr. Jiang to come to the stage to accept the award!"

There was thunderous applause at the scene, Yi Yan was stunned, staring dumbfounded at Jiang Xiche who stood up with his suit buttons on him, and quickly moved his legs to let him go out.

Under the guidance of the lady of etiquette, Jiang Xiche calmly stepped onto the stage to meet the attention of the crowd.

His body is tall and straight, the dark suit with crisp clothes has no folds, and he looks clean and noble. His Zhou Zheng's facial features and eyebrows show an unconcealable calmness, and his bright black eyes shine with sharp light like eagles.

When he was "high above", Yi Yan was exasperated, thinking that he was so handsome, as if seeing him surrounded by the light circle, the light shining so that her heartbeat was violent, even stronger than when I saw Qiao Zhou just now.

She trancefully recalled the scene when he took the stage to accept the award at the school awards ceremony many years ago. At that time, the applause was as deafening as it was now, and he was as unarrogant or impetuous as he is now.

Yi Yan has to admit that Jiang Xiche has really been outstanding since childhood. In the past, she had no other feelings besides sighing about his excellence, but now she feels deeply proud of him, even more happy than she won the prize.

She finally realized that she wanted to applaud him, so she slapped her wildly, with a smile on her face, as if she wanted to beat him with a gong and a drum.

The supporter asked Jiang Xiche about his award-winning experience after he received the trophy, and Jiang Xiche answered in a few words.

After asking a few more questions, the host suddenly looked at Yi Yan in the audience and asked Jiang Xiche with a smile: "I think the lady sitting next to you was very excited when you came up to receive the prize. What is your relationship?"

Suddenly being mentioned, Yi Yan immediately felt that many people's eyes were cast towards her. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed and nervous, and lowered her head.

Jiang Xiche's attention fell on her, his bright eyes wrapped around her, and the corners of his lips seemed to have a smile, and he spoke unhurriedly: "She is my wife, Yi Yan."

The cold voice was amplified at the conference site through the microphone, and in a moment of effort, the camera facing Jiang Xiche was comparable to Yi Yan.

Yi Yan couldn't open his eyes when photographed by the flash. For the first time, the unknown man was treated like a famous person.

There were many exclamations at the scene, after all, not many of them knew the fact that Jiang Xiche was married.

The host was also surprised, but he quickly praised and blessed Jiang Xiche: "It seems that Mr. Jiang is really young and promising. He loves and has a good harvest. Then I wish you a harmonious marriage and a better career. Floors."

"I borrow your good words."

Jiang Xiche stepped off the stage again to the applause. After returning to his seat, the media deliberately took a few photos of him and Yi Yan. Yi Yan made a foolish comparison.

After the filming, she covered half of her face and leaned toward Jiang Xiche, and asked worriedly: "It's over, they won't send the photos, right? I didn't get used to it just now and kept blinking."

"Don't worry, I will post you pretty."

"That's good." Yi Yan was relieved and took a peek at his calm and charming profile, thinking that the scene when he introduced himself just now seemed to be filled with honey, sweet and stunned.

She couldn't help but smile, took one of his hands and shook it up and down, and praised: "Jiang Xiche, you are indeed you, too good."

This was the first time in Jiang Xiche's memory that she praised her excellence. He couldn't help but twitched his lips, and he was suddenly glad to have brought her here.

The award ceremony continued, but Yi Yan was not interested in seeing others, and remembered that he would be looking for Qiao Zhou later, so he glanced in Qiao Zhou's direction.

At this look, she was terrified, and Qiao Zhou's position was empty!

"Jiang Xiche," she was not calm immediately, grabbing Jiang Xiche's wrist and shaking it up, "Why is my idol gone?"

Jiang Xiche didn't look at it, and said quietly, "Maybe I went to the bathroom."

Yi Yan felt reasonable and felt relieved. In the next few minutes, he looked there from time to time, but he still didn't see Qiao Zhou.

She couldn't wait any longer, and she couldn't help but say anxiously: "It's been too long to go to the bathroom, right? Has he gone? No, a rare opportunity. I want him to sign me personally and take a photo with him. I thought about it for many years."

Jiang Xiche listened, looked over, lowered his voice and asked, "Why do you like him so much?"

"This has to start from the year I formally fanned him." Yi Yan sighed, and leaned toward him as she was preparing for a long talk.

"You don't know how fierce the competition for attractive male voices was that year. At that time, Qiao Zhou was the player with the least number of supporters. Every time he was promoted, everyone thought he would be eliminated, but he could create miracles every time. A feeling of enthusiasm."

"So I admire him very much. I think he works hard and has a good mentality. And I happened to be hospitalized at that time. Watching him climb up step by step, I was shocked and happy. The illness was cured in advance."

"..."

Jiang Xiche didn't know that Yi Yan became a fan of Qiaozhou because of this, but he didn't think that she could make her impatient fans for so many years, and asked, "That's it, it's worth your admiration for him for so many years?"

"You don't understand this." Yi Yan said straightforwardly. "Watching a fledgling little person grow into a world-renowned superstar, the pride in it is huge. It's like a mother watching her child with her own eyes. When I grow up, I feel happy and want to continue to see him become better."

"..."

Although Jiang Xiche is a little speechless about this, she finally really understands why Yi Yan has been a fan of Qiaozhou. She just simply appreciates Qiaozhou and wants to witness his growth along the way with her own eyes, thereby indirectly gaining spiritual joy and pride. .

He didn't answer the call, and silently took out his cell phone, Liu Yiyan grimaced as if he was unlovable.

A few minutes later, Jiang Xiche put away the phone, and turned to Yi Yan's ear and whispered to her: "Now go to the dressing room 206 and see your idol."

"What?!" Yi Yan suspected that she had heard it wrong, and looked at him suspiciously.

He explained: "I have found someone to say hello to Qiao Zhou. He has ten minutes to go to the airport to catch the plane. Let's find him for a signed photo."

"Oh my God, it's true!" Yi Yan was so excited that he was at a loss, her expression couldn't manage, "I, I, I... won't you go with me? I'm a little bit embarrassed by myself."

"It's not convenient for me to leave the seat. The opportunity is rare. Go and go back quickly. Walk carefully and don't run around."

The author has something to say: Jiang Xiche: I heard that some readers want to abuse me?

An author: fear of being hit, the counseling package can not (* ≧ m ≦ *)

Yi Yan: Jiang Xiche is so good to me, how can I abuse him? I have no reason to abuse him, and I will throw him down in the next chapter!