1842. Chapter 1842 Late Night Visit (Part 3)

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When Dongfang Liuyun talked about this, there was also some confusion in his starry eyes, and it was rare to see some unhidden loneliness on his cold face, and his beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned.

Seeing this scene in Qi Lei's eyes, his heart sank slightly, as he couldn't bear to see her in such a melancholy moment.

"What's the matter? After the weekend is off, I will accompany you to see the most beautiful maple forest in Z City. Otherwise, plant a large maple forest in your backyard and you can see it next fall."

Qi Lei said solemnly.

"No need, just keep some of the scenery in your heart. I don't intend to be like those palace fighting dramas on TV, where I will be the doting concubine in the harem, and I will just be a little bit irritated with you for whatever I want."

Dongfang Liuyun smiled.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with being the favorite concubine in the harem. At least you can often see the person you're looking forward to."

Qi Lei glanced at her sideways and said.

"That's a bad idea. If you want to see the emperor often, why not become the emperor's personal eunuch, or in other words, Her Majesty the Queen's personal eunuch?"

Dongfang Liuyun said, and narrowed his starry eyes at him meaningfully.

Qi Lei frowned and replied, "If I were a eunuch, you would have to be a resentful woman."

Dongfang Liuyun chuckled, thought for a while, and asked, "If it were in ancient times, do you know what kind of person I most want to be?"

"The top swordsman in Ruyi Jianghu."

Qi Lei's answer was very straightforward, "As you said before, you are also a loner in the game."

Hearing this, Dongfang Liuyun gently shook his head, "This is only half of it. It is good to be a top swordsman, but you also need to be an outstanding strategist. Although I said that I don't care about those external things. , but I understand very well that if you want to protect the things or people you want to protect, you must have strong power in your hands. "

After Dongfang Liuyun finished speaking, Qi Lei paused for a moment——

Yes, he has no doubt about the authenticity of this statement, because he has experienced it like this and understands the feeling very well.

"Although we are in a peaceful age now, and there are no such arduous missions as in ancient times or in games, but the business world is ups and downs, who dares to say that the water is clear?"

"You don't have to work so hard, I can protect you."

Qi Lei held her tightly in his arms, his hoarse voice naturally a little emotional.

"Then I have to make sure that I don't hold you back."

"You didn't hold back. You see that Dad has protected Mom so well all these years. You can do the same, right?"

"No, Qi Lei, I'm different from her. How could it be? If she could be more restrained and aware of current affairs, dad wouldn't have to work so hard. In these years, dad actually persuaded her to give up her career as a lawyer and enter the Oriental The group helped him. But she didn't want to, she said she had her own ambitions and dreams."

When Dongfang Liuyun said this, he said helplessly again, "I shouldn't blame myself too much for this, just like I also like antiques. It's just... grandma is also very dissatisfied because of this, and she often makes trouble..."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't talk about these things, talking about them will give you a headache."

"Well, it's quite cold. Let's go inside. There should be food ready down there. Let's go down."

…

The atmosphere of the dinner was very depressing. Even Qi Lei could feel the smell of gunpowder between mother and daughter, but the two of them seemed to be able to keep their composure, especially Dongfang Liuyun.

Few words were said during the dinner, but Song Siting said something to Qi Lei from time to time. Naturally, Dongfang Liuyun was not in the mood to listen.

After dinner, Qi Lei was called to the study by Song Siting. As soon as he came out, Dongfang Liuyun urged Qi Lei to go back. When Song Siting got up and sent them out, her face looked a little unhappy.

"Mom, don't worry. That's Liuyun's temperament. I will have a good chat with her. What I said just now was unintentional. Don't take it to heart. She respects you very much."

Watching Dongfang Liuyun go to drive the car over, Qi Lei also lowered his voice beside Song Siting and said.

A stiff smile appeared on Song Siting's gloomy face, "Well, I know her temperament best. It's already very late, so be careful when driving on the road."

"Okay, mom, please go back too, there's no need to send her off."

…

After a while, the car disappeared into the vast night ahead.

Song Siting stood there and stared for a long time before turning back.

When she returned to the living room, Song Siting felt a little tired. Just when she wanted to go upstairs to rest, the housekeeper outside suddenly came to report——

"Madam, Master Fujiwara came to visit late at night and is waiting outside with gifts!"

Fujiwara?

Song Siting's eyes lit up, she was stunned for a while, and she didn't seem to calm down. Fortunately, the housekeeper reminded her again, and she finally said, "Let him come in, someone, let's make two cups of good Pu'er. "

"Okay, ma'am!"

Song Siting sat on the sofa and stopped at the door.

A moment later, a tall and tall figure slowly walked in from outside. As soon as he entered the door, his eyes fell directly on Song Siting on the sofa.

A noble and extraordinary appearance, a cold and imposing appearance, handsome facial features like a god, and eyes as deep as the deep currents of the quiet sea in the dark night——

If it’s not Fujiwara Ye, who else could it be?

He is still so handsome and imposing. Unlike Qi Lei’s deep and humble appearance, this Fujiwara Ye is undoubtedly sharp even if he is indifferent.

Song Siting once wanted this man to be the husband of her daughter Dongfang Liuyun and her son-in-law. It’s a pity...”

“Auntie Song, I’m sorry to bother you with a late night visit.”

Fujiwara Ye walked in with big strides, and soon came to Song Siting, bowed and greeted her politely.

Song Siting hesitated for a while, and then reacted. She quickly raised her eyes to Fujiwara Ye, and after a moment, she said, “I haven’t seen you for so long, Ah Ye, you have lost a lot of weight, have you been living a bad life these years? "

Hearing this, Fujiwara Ye's face relaxed, but he didn't say anything. He just looked at the three cups of tea on the coffee table in front of him. After a while, he replied, "Thank you Aunt Song for your concern. I'm doing well. Thank you for your concern."

"Don't say these polite words. Sit down quickly. It's cold outside. Have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up. Why did you suddenly come here today?" Song Siting pointed to the seat next to her and said with concern.