Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Chapter 212 The Princess and the Pea 15

When she came out of the corner again, Qing Wan went straight to the back garden with a clear purpose, but after walking around there, she couldn't find any trace of Fan Ci'en. Instead, she was hugged and kissed several times by various older sisters.

It was just like entering the Spider Cave. When she finally left, there were still lipstick marks on her cheeks, which looked stunning on her fair skin.

001 repositioned her, and she followed him up to the second floor. Compared to the bustling crowds downstairs, it was much quieter here, and even the lights were not on.

The spacious flat floor has no separated rooms, but is divided into several areas by design. No matter what the function of the area is, it is extremely elegant and beautiful, with green plants and flowers placed everywhere.

Among them, peonies are the most numerous, and are placed in vases of various colors. They bloom warmly, brightly and stained with dew. In the dim and cold night, they are stunningly beautiful.

Qing Wan glanced at them one by one. In her memory, her master Qiu Yueming also liked to place peonies indoors.

However, in the fairy world, with the maintenance of spiritual power, there is no need for such troublesome daily replacement. With the nourishment of spiritual energy, indoor peonies can even be better than those grown outdoors.

As her thoughts sank, she suddenly heard some vague conversation.

She quickly concealed the emotions in her eyes, and when she opened her eyelids again, she looked silly again, with a curious expression and a bit of a naughty smile, as if she couldn't wait to bully someone.

Crouching quietly, she used the various green plants and decorations to tiptoe past like a thief.

There were two people on the balcony, one sitting and one standing. The man in the wheelchair had his back to Qing Wan. She couldn't see his face clearly, but his back was thin and tall, and his temperament was very gentle.

The woman standing next to him had a very superior appearance, with clear and cool eyebrows and eyes, snow-white skin, and her long hair was tied behind her head with a jade hairpin. She was wearing a decent and elegant cheongsam, and she looked dignified and slim.

This is Wen Qiyu’s “white moonlight” Fan Ci’en.

As an outsider, Qing Wan could actually see that the so-called white moonlight was just Pei Nian's wishful thinking.

In fact, Wen Qi Yu and Fan Ci'en are more like two wild wolves of the same nature and ambition. They are evenly matched and cooperate with each other and use each other. They can't be said to like each other, but they can't be said to hate each other either.

But Pei Nian had a really weird brain. She blamed all of Wen Qiyu's previous perfunctory treatment of her on Fan Ci'en, and firmly believed that she was ignored because Wen Qiyu had Fan Ci'en, her white moonlight, in his heart.

No matter how absurd this conclusion is, Qing Wan borrowed her body, so naturally he had to help her fulfill her wishes, one of which was to make Fan Ci'en unable to get what she wanted.

"I heard that the Pei family did not agree to the marriage, and the old man personally talked to Pei Ziyuan, but it seems that the result was not very good."

Fan Ci'en's voice was just like her, clear and cold, sounding emotionless, but when she lowered her eyelids to look at the person next to her, her uncontrollable admiration still leaked out.

The man in the wheelchair next to her didn't look at her. His slender, cold white finger bones gently fiddled with the peony flowers in front of him. His posture was elegant and leisurely, and he responded gently to Fan Ci'en's words.

"Ah."

"what do you think?"

"what?"

"Marriage." Fan Ci'en twisted his fingertips calmly, as if he was a little nervous. "After Pei Ziyuan came to power, the strength of the Pei family has increased to a higher level. Now, given the situation of the Wen family, if we don't marry, we will be forced to retreat step by step by the Pei family."

"Yeah." Still a simple response.

He is always like this, answering every time she calls, but never responding, always rejecting her in a tactful way.

But Fan Ci'en couldn't wait any longer, and for the first time she expressed her feelings to Wen Shixu.

"The Fan family is your best partner, and so am I. Moreover, I know you better than anyone else. Why can't you give me a chance?"

The curve of Wen Shixu's lips did not change at all as he twisted the peony petals with his fingertips. When he opened his eyes, his light-colored pupils were clearly filled with tiny smiles, which made Fan Ci'en's face turn pale.

"Miss Fan, I've told you before that I have someone I love, so you don't have to be obsessed with me. There are many better people out there, and being obsessed with that will only make you more miserable."

There was a light glow in Fan Ci'en's eyes. When she was about to speak, Wen Shixu interrupted her with a smile.

"It's not convenient for me to entertain guests here. There are more talented young men below who are more worthy of Miss Fan's friendship. I wish you all the best."

The words of sending the guest away have been made clear, and further nagging will only make the situation more awkward. Fan Ci'en has her own pride, and being able to humble herself and do this is already her limit.

So after Wen Shixu finished speaking, she suppressed her emotions, straightened her back gracefully, and did not look a bit embarrassed until she left.

Wen Shixu didn't even glance at them. Instead, after the people left, the curve of his lips deepened a little. He glanced at the corner with the corner of his eyes and raised his voice slightly.

"Little boy, eavesdropping on other people's conversations is not polite."

Qing Wan huddled in the corner. She should have left, after all, her purpose was to cause trouble for Fan Ci'en. But for some reason, this man gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Maybe it was because his preferences, tone of voice, and the way he dealt with problems were very similar to her master...

The gloomy mood in her eyes spread, as if she couldn't restrain it. She quietly poked her head out and met the gaze of the man who turned around on the balcony.

His eyebrows are gentle and handsome, his facial features are delicate and deep, his contours are clear, his skin is cold and fair, and the corners of his lips are slightly raised. The eyes that look at him are gentle and clean, like the cleanest spring under the moonlight.

The temperament is also similar.

It's just that their appearance is very different. Although the person in front of him is not bad looking, compared with the Taoist master Qiu Yueming, he still lacks the aura of an immortal.

She felt a little disappointed, but looked away guiltily and retorted in a low voice: "I didn't eavesdrop, I was just passing by."

The cute little expression made Wen Shixu smile even more. He steered his wheelchair towards her slowly. There was no blame in his tone. Instead, he smiled at her kindly.

"My name is Wen Shixu, what's yours?"

Qing Wan was still huddled among the green plants, staring at people vigilantly with her beautiful, pure eyes, like a kitten who felt insecure after her territory was invaded.

"What do you want? Do you want to know my name so you can tell on me?"

The soft and tender voice was lowered in a pretentious manner, like a kitten breathing at a wild beast, which made Wen Shixu laugh softly.