Nan Xiyue found Shi Qinglan's identity in a daze, and got into Jiang Xiaoyin's car again in a daze.

She was still in a daze, Shi Qinglan gently shook her arm, "Xixi, calm down..."

"I can't calm down." Nan Xiyue took a deep breath.

She was just eating the melons from the daughter of the Shi’s chaebol, feeling that she thought Shi Qinglan was the strongest household, but she didn’t expect this daughter to be more destined to be unusual since birth...

As a result, tell her now that these two are the same person!

The richest households with the strongest relationships + vests = Shi Qinglan.

Nan Xiyue was decadent like a salted fish, leaning lazily on the leather seat, raising her hand and gently rubbing her temple.

Jiang Xiaoyin drove the car himself. He rolled up his cuffs, revealing his strong forearms half of the color of wheat. He raised his eyes and glanced at the two girls in the rearview mirror, "Where is this little girl?"

Nan Xiyue reported an address to the old man without love.

Before she got off the car, Shi Qinglan picked a few clothes that suit her style, "I promised to give it to you before."

Nan Xiyue suddenly felt a little flustered and didn't dare to accept it.

Shi Qinglan's red lips curled slightly, "There is still time for you to persuade you? Take it, my brother-in-law will not beat you like An Mu."

Mentioned that Jiang Xiaoyin just beat An Mu...

Nan Xiyue suddenly got goose bumps again, and she had no choice but to accept it, "Thank you sister, my palace slipped first."

Jiang Xiaoyin's aura really made her panic. She felt restless in the car, and now she finally dared to catch her breath.

She slid into the apartment carrying the bag and disappeared...

After Nan Xiyue returned to the apartment, she spent a long time in the bathtub before she calmed down. Calculating Shi Qinglan's surname and her medical talent, it is not difficult to understand that it will be Shi Hongxuan's daughter.

Wrapped in a bathrobe, she went back to the bedroom, threw herself onto the bed, raised her phone on her back, and began to poke the screen to send text messages, "What vests do you have and take off me together!"

When receiving this text message, Shi Qinglan had just finished taking a shower.

She glanced down at the lit mobile phone, paused for a moment when she was wiping her wet hair, and thought about her waistcoat... as if she couldn't take it off for a while.

...

The banquet for the daughter of the Shi's chaebol came as scheduled.

At night, Bo Yucheng would still turn the window to look for it, rubbing the quilt and the bed to warm it up. He put his long arms gently on the girl's waist, lovingly hugged her in his arms and slept peacefully all night.

In the morning, a glimmer sneaked into the bedroom...

The man slowly opened those faint and deep eyes, looked down at the girl who was still sleeping in his arms, and lowered his head and kissed her gently, "Good morning, Lanlan."

"Um..." Shi Qinglan's fluttering eyelashes trembled slightly.

She raised her hand and rubbed her sleepy eyes, her pink lips pursed lightly from the breath of getting up, glowing with a little luster.

Bo Yucheng's eyes became deeper and deeper. He looked at the delicate pink lips, Ji Er turned over and imprisoned the girl in his arms, bowed his head and grabbed the soft lips...

Shi Qinglan just woke up from her sleep, still confused.

The man took advantage of the vacancy and greedily swallowed the girl in shallow sleep before the sun had completely risen.

"Bo Yucheng!" Shi Qinglan gritted his teeth and called to him.

She rubbed her sore waist and raised her eyes filled with water. Qingmei's eyes were slightly red, and her white porcelain face was also pink, which was obviously bullied.

Bo Yucheng smiled dumbly, "Sorry, I can't help it."

As he said, he bowed his head and pecked her eyebrows for comfort, and he didn't dare to continue tossing after it was about once. After all, last night...

"Rogue." Shi Qinglan kicked him with his foot.

Perceiving that the soft little feet touched him, Bo Yucheng's red lips curled slightly, his low laughter was more pleasant, and his slender, white fingers gently pulled away the wet hair.

The girl bit her lower lip lightly, "I will settle accounts with you next time, it's almost time, should you go now?"

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng looked sideways at the sunlight outside the window.

He usually left before dawn, but due to overwork last night, he woke up a little later this morning, and was delayed a little time because of continuing to work...

"Yeah." The man responded in a deep voice.

Bo Yucheng's eyes flickered on the girl's face. Even though he secretly ran to her every night, he still reluctantly gave up when he got up every morning, and he hated to stick together every second.

He bowed his head and was about to give the girl a parting kiss again...

"True!" The knock on the door suddenly sounded.

The man's movements were stunned, his eyes drenched, and he glanced at the locked door with a slightly vigilant eye.

Shi Qinglan also held his breath, not knowing why he knocked on the door so early this morning, a little panicked for a while.

"Miss, I'm sorry to call you to get up so early. The young lady has invited someone to dress you up. The stylist will be there in a while. Would you like to get up for breakfast first?"

The servant's voice was cautious and respectful.

Shi Qinglan pursed her red lips, she looked up at the man, her clear eyes were helpless and innocent.

"I see." She replied toward the corridor.

The servant didn't dare to urge her to hurry up and left after calling her to get up and getting a response.

Shi Qinglan stretched out her lotus arm and gently wrapped her arms around the man's neck. She suddenly lifted her body and pecked his lips, "Come on, see you at the banquet later."

"Yeah." Bo Yucheng responded in a deep voice.

But he still bowed his head and kissed the girl's lips deeply, and after a long lingering reluctance, he let her go, "See you at the party."

Shi Qinglan looked at the man's back leaping down the window, his lips curled slightly, and the smile was a little sweet.

She lifted the quilt and got up, feeling a little greasy and sweaty, so she took a bath in the bathroom first, and then comforted herself to have breakfast on the basement...

The stylist and dressmaker are here.

The willow eyebrows are lightly traced, the red lips are crimson, and the hair bun is slightly rolled.

Shi Qinglan had already given birth to Zhang Qingcheng's face. At this moment, Sheng Xue's skin was lightly blushed, her dazzling eyes framed her delicate eyeliner, and she was even more seductive.

"The young lady would be super beautiful if she didn't use pink and daisy. Now, with a little makeup, I am afraid that the young masters who will come to the banquet in a while should all bow to the little lady's pomegranate skirt.

A servant chuckled her lips and praised her.

The stylist also lifted the girl's face gently, and a touch of surprise flashed under her eyes, "It is beautiful, I have put makeup on many stars, and Miss Shi is not inferior to their plain makeup."

"Especially these eyes are so charming, they really look like when Jiang Yinghou was young, and they are..."

She always felt as if she had seen it somewhere, not just seeing these clear and charming eyes on Jiang Yunxin's face.

After thinking for a while, the stylist suddenly said, "Like Qingyue! It's the lady Qingyue, the queen of international singing!"