Chapter 17 Xie Yanqing Miss Zhao, the genes of our Xie family have always been like this!
Xie Yanqing's sword eyebrows twisted unobtrusively, where did this woman come from?
Seeing his displeasure, Xu Jiang was about to speak to get Zhao Xiaoling out, but Xu Lin signaled him to keep quiet.
What international joke? This woman is ignorant of current affairs, they Xie Zong can give her a good face to hell? This is exactly what Mr. Xie is doing in front of Miss Wen. Why is he joining in the fun?
Zhao Xiaoling's whining sound stunned Wen Rui and Tangtang who were looking at the painting, and raised their heads at the same time.
Xie Yanqing wore a wine-red suit today, with a white-gray tie tied meticulously around his neck, a pair of long legs straight and slender, sculptural facial features cold and distinct, and deep black eyes like ink cast a sharp glance at Zhao Xiaoling.
She was startled, the aura around Mr. Xie was really strong, making people dare not act presumptuously, Zhao Xiaoling secretly gritted her teeth, decided to take the risk, with a decent smile on her face, and walked over timidly: " Mr. Xie, are you here to pick up Tangtang?"
"Tangtang is very obedient, cute and smart. Among all the children, Tangtang has the highest talent and is very good at drawing."
Xu Jiang felt that he shouldn't have listened to Xu Lin just now. This woman is so noisy, how can their young lady use her to praise her so much?
Xie Yanqing didn't even look at her, and walked past her. Zhao Xiaoling lowered her head in embarrassment, opened her mouth and said nothing.
"Miss Wen, I'll trouble you to take care of Tangtang again today." The man's voice was slightly magnetic, and Wen Rui's eardrums trembled.
"Mr. Xie is polite, Tangtang is very good, don't bother me." Wen Rui replied to him softly.
For several days in a row, Mr. Xie would come to pick up Tangtang on time at noon. It can be seen that he loves this niece very much, and he is not as indifferent as the rumors say.
After spending a few days with him, Wen Rui found that no matter what she talked about, Xie Yanqing could pick up the conversation, and her conversation was extraordinary. She deserved to be a genius who received a double degree doctorate from a famous foreign university at the age of 16.
"Okay, I don't know you yet?" Xie Yanqing flicked her forehead lightly: "You go tell Xu Lin and Xu Jiang about this?"
"I don't want it, the two of them are not fun at all." Tangtang pouted.
The two who were suddenly named looked at each other in blank dismay. The little lady is too heartless, right? Have you forgotten who cleaned up the mess for her every day when she was in Kyoto?
"Okay, didn't you say last night that you want to eat seafood today? Uncle will take you there."
Tangtang tilted her head: "Uncle is so kind."
When he was about to leave the studio, Tangtang suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, Mr. Zhao, why haven't you left yet?"
With this shout, several people in the studio turned their attention back to her. Zhao Xiaoling wished she could find a crack in the ground to sneak in. This little brat must have done it on purpose. She hated secretly, and forced a smile on her face. : "Let's go first, the teacher still has something to do."
"What's the name of this young lady?" Xie Yanqing's voice was gentle, but her tone was extremely cold, and there was no expression on her face.
"My surname is Zhao, and my name is Xiaoling." Seeing Xie Yanqing asking her name, Zhao Xiaoling suppressed the excitement in her heart, and spoke as calmly as possible.
"Yes", Xie Yanqing nodded slightly, and opened her thin lips lightly: "Miss Zhao, our Xie family's genes have always been like this."
These words seem to be out of the question, but after a closer look, one can tell that Xie Yanqing is answering the question she just asked. The implication is that our Xie family's genes have always been good, so you don't need to flatter me here.
Zhao Xiaoling obviously came to her senses, her face was green and white, with no blood at all. She didn't expect that Mr. Xie would be so ruthless, and caught her off guard.
It looks gentle, but inside it is as cold as frost, unkind, and a light sentence can kill people invisible, smashing her only hope and fantasy into pieces of ice, piercing her heart, causing pain It hurts.
(end of this chapter)