Chapter 1863 Extra Story: An Yu Has a Complicated Mood (Part 1)

About the fifth year after marriage, Xia Qiu transferred her teaching job to the imperial capital.

For example, with an excellent teaching performance, enter the education and training institutions of the imperial capital.

The two of them have truly settled down in the imperial capital.

An Yu still can't see Xia Qiu all day long, but after all, they are getting closer, and sometimes they can come out to meet Xia Qiu under the pretext of doing business.

Later, because An Yu's time was not fixed, Xia Qiu couldn't ask for leave every time.

But after turning around, Xia Qiu became a special model for a fashion magazine.

I'm in charge of beauty, wearing all kinds of beautiful clothes, eating all kinds of delicacies, and getting a lot of money by making an appointment with a certain number of films every month.

Then when Xia Qiu was idle and bored, he would also speculate in individual stocks.

With his photographic memory and the international accounting qualification certificate he once obtained, his intelligence on data is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

She doesn't play big games, anyway, she's a small player, and after a few years, she will have tens of millions, so she doesn't have to worry about food and drink.

And trouble always becomes a spice of life, for example, an unexpected suitor.

In the imperial capital, there are always those second-generation officials who claim to be noble.

Once, the magazine made an appointment with Xiaqiu, and the appointment was about ancient costumes.

Standing next to the weeping willows in those old gardens, Xia Qiu was wearing that fiery red palace dress, with a guqin in front of him.

The crow's black hair was replaced with a hosta hairpin, and a gold-plated forehead ornament was pasted on his forehead. A pair of black eyes looked charming and charming.

Every frown and smile is like a beauty in a palace costume who has traveled to the modern age, which fits very well.

Ever since Xia Qiu came out wearing this palace attire, the photographers following her couldn't help holding their breath.

No one dared to raise their voices, and the photographers didn't guide Xia Qiu's movements, they let her do what she wanted, and they were busy capturing this amazing shot.

Xia Qiu sat in the guqin room, straightened her clothes, then lightly raised her hand, pressed a string,

Such gestures are not fake, but real.

It was also on a whim, Xia Qiu stroked the guqin, and a song of "High Mountain and Flowing Water" was passed on from under his hands.

The garden was arranged by the magazine in advance, and it was agreed that the garden would be reserved for half a day.

But I didn't expect that there were other people besides them.

Wen Chengshu was the host and invited a few friends. He is twenty-five years old this year, but he is used to being the master of the house, and he has a steady and persistent demeanor in every gesture, which makes him look older than his age.

Because I have been infiltrated with the old man for a long time, I still appreciate the guqin.

Through the wall, the leisurely sound of the piano floated over.

One is to take a look in the past with interest.

At a glance, the fiery red woman was stroking the guqin by the green willow bridge, just a silhouette, which made Wen Chengshu's heart skip a beat.

And when she seemed to be aware of it and looked over, Wen Chengshu felt like being hit.

He felt in a trance that the person in front of him was not a real person, but a beautiful and charming fox monster like the one mentioned in the book.

He was panicked at the time, and with a embarrassed smile, he withdrew.

After checking, I found out that the person was called Lin Che, he was married, and was even a year older than him.

But when he saw the column where she was married, Wen Chengshu... finally understood what it means for a beauty to harm the country.

With that kind of heartbeat, I really wish to use all means to just keep her by my side.

There was such a strong throbbing in the life that had been going smoothly all of a sudden, which made Wen Chengshu almost lose his position and went to the black hand.

But before he could do anything, the message of warning had already reached him from his elders.

He only said that he was someone Wen Chengshu could not provoke.

At that time, Fang Yuan had already gone to the other side of the ocean, the entire National Security Information Agency, in a certain special field, only An Yu, and only he could do that.

Therefore, all the information about An Yu, including Xia Qiu, has been included in the protection scope of the country. If Xia Qiu was not unwilling, she would have lived in the military compound now, protected by heavy soldiers.

Wen Chengshu was still not reconciled.

But it's very simple, if you can't do it in the dark, you can come to the surface.

From that day on, when Xia Qiu occasionally went to the magazine office, every time he saw the man with a gentle smile, the driver would get out of the car and bring her a large bouquet of fiery red roses when the car was parked outside their magazine office.

From 99 flowers, to 199 flowers, to 299...all the way to 999.

The fiery red roses became a grand sight outside the gate of the magazine.

But Wen Chengshu just showed his love like this, and didn't really do anything. Instead, Xia Qiu, if he ran to tell others not to do anything, it always felt weird.

Even Wen Chengshu's name was a gift given to her by chance, with a meaningful signature on it.

So... She could only directly knock on his car window one time and tell him that she already had a husband and told him not to come again, she would be very annoyed.

Wen Chengshu knew, but he just smiled.

That gentle smile obviously meant "I know you just want to reject me, it's okay, I can wait for you, wait for your change of heart".

Xia Qiu didn't know that Wen Chengshu was deliberately pretending not to know that she had a husband, but everyone was like this, what could she do? She is also very helpless.

So, one time, when An Yu came back, it happened to be a Monday, which was the day Xia Qiu went to work.

First of all, when An Yu passed by the downstairs of the community, he saw a very low-key Mercedes-Benz parked at the door.

The window of the Mercedes-Benz was half open, An Yu passed by, took a second look, and saw the side face of the man inside with his head bowed, his wrist was resting on the steering wheel, his fingers were long and slender, and the wrist was a well-made gray shirt, which looked very tasteful look.

How did such a man appear here?

An Yu was puzzled, and when he returned to the apartment, he saw Xia Qiu first glanced at the gate of the complex, and then picked out a dark red three-piece suit for him from the closet.

Such a color is really coquettish/bag.

"Che Che, what's the matter with you?" He had a disgusted look on his face.

Xia Qiu looked at him, "Outside, there is someone chasing me."

She looked at An Yu.

An Yu quickly took the clothes.

Smiling warmly, "Che Che asked me to wear it, and I will wear it right away."

Xia Qiu: ╭(╯^╰)╮

An Yu looks very good in this dark red three-piece suit. The color and clothes are really coquettish/packed, and he looks like a son.

But when An Yu wore it, the feeling was different.

how to say? It felt as if the eyes would discharge electricity, and even the smile became alluring, to see who was pregnant.

His handsome and sassy aura suppressed the dark red coquettish aura very well, and brought out the nobility of his body to the extreme.

When An Yu came out, Xia Qiu looked at him.

Nodding, um, very handsome.

"Let's go." Xia Qiu reached out and took An Yu's arm.

She didn't deliberately dress up, but she still wore a thin dark red belt around her waist, echoing An Yu's dress.

Wen Chengshu sat in the car, waiting patiently.