Whose Little Eyes Haven’t Seen the Actor Yet

The main house of the Xie family covers a large area, with four floors on the ground alone, and nearly a hundred rooms. Xie Beiwang has no feelings for this place, no matter how luxurious the house is, if it is not filled with feelings, it is just a concrete building filled with people.

Since taking over the company, Xie Beiwang has returned to the main house less and less. Xie Yingying often said that he had no loyalty and left her alone as a young girl struggling in this greasy soil.

But when the Spring Festival is here, Xie Beiwang still wants to go home to report.

But this time, Xie Beiwang brought Jiang Zicheng back with him.

Xie Beiwang first led Jiangzicheng to the guest room on the second floor. The whole villa faces the north and faces the south, and the guest room allocated to Jiangzicheng is in an excellent location. A suite alone is larger than the entire apartment currently living in Jiangzicheng. Only one bedroom is more than 30 square meters. Outside the French windows next to the big bed is a huge terrace, and under the terrace is the main garden. The garden is planted with evergreen shrubs, which are carefully trimmed, and now the whole garden is covered with snow, which makes it interesting. There is a small red clay stove on the terrace, where you can drink tea while enjoying the scenery outside the terrace.

Jiang Zicheng is now learning fine. Although he likes this room very much, he is afraid of fraud and asks Xie Beiwang: "Excuse me, Mr. Xie, where is your room...?"

Wouldn't it be "coincidentally" across from his room?

Xie Beiwang seemed to see what he was worried about and raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm on the third floor, why, do you want to visit my room?"

"No, no, no, no more." Jiang Zicheng thought, it turned out that he had treated the gentleman's abdomen as a villain.

Xie Beiwang was still wearing a suit. He had just returned from Japan, and he had to wash himself before going to see his father. He went back to the house to repair, and also left time for Jiang Zicheng to rest well.

Jiangzicheng's luggage has been brought in by the servant. Jiang Zicheng was at a loss at first. He wandered around the room two times, and suddenly happily kicked the slippers under his feet, and ran on the wool carpet barefoot.

He plunged headlong into the soft big bed, rolled left and right, turned over and jumped up, using the big bed as a trampoline, and had fun.

The floor-to-ceiling glass door of the terrace was not closed tightly, and his cheers slipped out along the crack of the door, took a ride in the cold wind, and staggered to the master bedroom on the third floor directly above him.

In the master bedroom, Xie Beiwang threw his untied tie on the bed and slowly took off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles. The man has a good figure that makes a blushing heartbeat, his belt is loose, his trousers are loosely hung between his hips, and the black underwear is wrapped around the sleeping giant.

The light breeze brought Jiang Zicheng's laughter to Xie Beiwang's ears. Xie Beiwang's movements stopped, and he turned his head to look at the terrace, muttering softly: "It's still so stupid."

But it's good to be silly.

...

Downstairs, Jiang Zicheng was finally willing to get up from the bed, stepping on slippers and going to the bathroom to wash.

The phone in his trouser pocket rang slightly, unexpectedly, the person who contacted him was An Wen who hadn't seen him for more than a month.

After "Please Hairdryer" was finished, Jiang Zicheng didn't have much contact with An Wen. After all, An Wen is a popular flower. A one-month announcement is comparable to Jiangzicheng for a year. Every day she opens Weibo, An Wen is bombing the headlines, especially on New Year’s Day. An Wen is still in Shanghai in the morning and is sealed by an international diamond jewelry The brand's promotion ambassador in Greater China, he flew back to Beijing in the afternoon to participate in a fashion magazine's annual meeting. He changed six sets of looks in one day, and each set was blown to the sky by fans.

Although the two rarely contact each other, they have always been close. After all, when An Wen and Zhou Manyu broke up, it was Jiang Zicheng who was always by his side to encourage her to walk out of the shadow of broken love.

After losing love, An Wen's WeChat name has also changed from "Caiyun Chase Full Moon" back to "An Caiyun".

Before An Wen debuted, her original name was An Caiyun. The brokerage company felt soiled and asked a fortune teller to help her count. Finally, she took the word "Wen", which means "Caiyun". As expected, An Wen soared into the sky and became the most capable floret in the 20th generation in the entertainment industry, and the fortune-telling master stayed behind and worked as an assistant by An Wen's side.

An Caiyun: Teacher Jiang, Teacher Jiang! ! ! come out faster! ! ! ! !

An Caiyun: There are important things! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Is Jiang Zicheng not Jiang Chengzi:?

It's Jiang Zicheng, not Jiang Chengzi: busy people, why suddenly contact me?

An Caiyun: Just now, my fortune-telling assistant Bu Yihang said, Teacher Jiang, this Spring Festival, the peach blossoms are super prosperous! ! ! !

It's Jiangzicheng, not Jiangchengzi:...

It’s Jiangzicheng, not Jiangchengzi: [狗头][狗头][狗头]

It's Jiangzicheng, not Jiangchengzi: a female donor, a poor monk who only wants to make money and doesn't want to fall in love.

An Wen doesn't care what he says.

An Caiyun: But she asked me to remind you that although the peach blossoms are prosperous, there is a big tumor on the peach blossom tree, so you must be careful.

It's Jiangzicheng, not Jiangchengzi: So this is a rotten peach blossom?

An Caiyun: That's not true. Peach blossoms are good peach blossoms, but the nodules must be dug out before they can bloom more vigorously.

Jiang Zicheng has always been in awe of the fortune-telling assistant next to An Wen. Although he doesn't believe in supernatural phenomena (because he himself is the most supernatural phenomenon), there are so many capable people and strangers in this world, and it is always right to be cautious.

Jiang Zicheng thanked An Wen and began to ponder the words of the fortune-telling assistant.

If "peach blossom" refers to xie...heh, cough, cough, what does the big tumor on the peach blossom tree refer to?

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An hour later, Xie Beiwang finished washing, changed his clothes at home, and came to Jiangzicheng on the second floor.

The two of them walked along the corridor to the side wing of the villa. Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind them. Jiang Zicheng looked back and saw a beautiful figure appeared on the spiral staircase.

"Brother! You are finally back!" Miss Xie was wearing a dignified long dress, holding a furry little white mink in her arms, and rushed down with excitement. "If you don't come back, the old man will miss me to death."

She wanted to give her brother a big hug, but she didn't expect to see a figure beside him who shouldn't be here.

"Huh? Jiang Zicheng, why are you here? Your movie is finished?" She looked at him suspiciously, very curious why her brother brought a little star into the house.

When Jiang Zicheng saw an acquaintance, he relaxed a little anyway, he raised his hand and waved at her, saying "Hi".

Xie Beiwang explained: "He was on the Spring Festival holiday and was homeless. I ran into him at the airport. Seeing that he was pitiful, I invited him to spend the holidays with us."

Jiangzicheng:......=_=#

Miss Xie believed it to be true, and expressed compassion and generously: "Jiangzicheng, you will treat this as your home. There are everything here, whether it is a beauty spa or a movie theater and amusement hall. It is open to you. However, the east wing annex is owned by the old man. You can go anywhere else on the site."

Jiang Zicheng: "...Thank you for your kindness, please allow me to clarify that I was kidnapped by President Xie."

Miss Xie covered her lips and chuckled: "You're so funny. Now the drama of overbearing presidents forcing and arrogance is not popular, you might as well say that you are a little star brought up by my brother, so that the old man will be happier if he listens to it."

Jiang Zicheng: "???"

Xie Beiwang glanced over, and said, "Speak carefully." But it didn't sound deterrent, as if he thought his sister's proposal was pretty good.

The brainwaves of their brothers and sisters were on the same circuit, but Jiang Zicheng was isolated, completely ignorant of what they were talking about.

After a brief exchange, the three separated again. Xie Yingying happily went to the garden to bask in the sun with Xiao Bai Sable, while Jiang Zicheng followed Xie Beiwang and walked towards the east wing.

I don't know if it was Jiang Zicheng's illusion. After stepping into the east wing, the room temperature suddenly dropped by three or four degrees, which seemed unpopular. The east wing is decorated with magnificence. Where did Jiang Zicheng have seen such a scene of servants? He followed Xie Beiwang, looking left and right with curious eyes. Old President Xie is arty, and there are antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and sculptures everywhere in the house. Jiang Zicheng has only one pair of eyes, so he can see it.

Xie Bei saw that he was interested in these things and asked him, "Like it?"

I don't think Jiang Zicheng shook his head, and said: "I don't like it. I don't understand it. Just make it fun."

There are so many antiques in the house, and it must be covered with a glass cover. What kind of "home" is this place? It is obviously a museum. I always feel that a mummy will pop out from behind the door anytime and anywhere.

Xie Beiwang said, "Well, I don't like it either."

The two soon arrived outside Mr. Xie's study, Jiang Zicheng's legs trembled and he was under great pressure.

He is like a trumpet who just came out of the Novice Village. He was brought to slay the dragon by his full-level teammates, and he repeatedly told him: "Don’t be nervous. Although this dragon is bad and evil, it’s okay. It’s just one. It's just a top BOSS!"

Jiang Zicheng's baggage didn't even have a novice dagger capital. He could only trembled and approached his full-level teammate Xie Beiwang, hoping to be sheltered by the opponent's body buff.

Xie Beiwang knocked on the door, and after three soft sounds, the door opened from the inside.

The male servant stood behind the door and politely invited them into the house.

Jiang Zicheng crept in, thinking that he would be greeted by "Old President's Evil Dragon Stare", but he didn't think that the old president was burying his head in front of the long table, waving a few splashes of ink, and had no time to be distracted.

Although the whole villa is in European style, what can be placed in the study is a huge antique mahogany desk. Pen, ink, paper and inkstone were placed on the desk, and several scrolls were thrown in the antique porcelain jar next to the desk.

Xie Beiwang stopped one meter in front of the desk and said hello in a low voice: "Father, I'm back."

Xie Changan finally stopped writing, looked up from the case, and looked at his only heir.

Xie Changan had just passed his 60th birthday not long ago. However, his maintenance was excellent, his temples were stained with cream, his skin was not wrinkled, and he was full of energy. Most of his peers of similar age and status have a greasy atmosphere, but he has an outstanding temperament.

Jiang Zicheng glanced at it and thought he had seen an old version of Xie Beiwang in a daze.

Although 90% of the content in "Biography of Xie Chang'an" by Hu screenwriter is nonsense, at least the remaining 10% is accurate-President Xie is really handsome.

It is common for old men who are rich and abusive, but it is not common to have handsome old men who are rich and abusive. Xie Chang'an was merciless, and there were not enough heirs with names and surnames. Even after he retired, he was still a frequent visitor to entertainment headlines.

Xie Changan saw his son coming, and said with satisfaction: "Beijing, you came here by chance, come and see how this picture of my **** palace looks like."

Jiang Zicheng: "...?????"