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1178 Fanyi: Drunk

As soon as I.M. Pei and Bai Xi left, Jin Zhao received a call from his wife. He frowned. Without thinking too much, he knew that she was scolding him for her son.

"I said, are you so confused? Your son has only been back for a few months, and you want to get him away again? Why do he force him if he doesn't want you?"

Jin Zhao scolded Jin Yuan again in his heart, this rebellious son!

"What do you know, do you know what this brat did?"

"Isn't it just offended the two children named Bei? As for it? When will our Jin family bow to others? Even if the surname Bei, we have to give our Jin family a little bit of shame, right? Besides, being liked by my son is her blessing. If she enters my Jin family in the future, she will not suffer any loss. It would be fine if you don't help your son, but you even have to send him away. You are so angry that you're so angry!" Mrs. Jin complained to him endlessly.

"You are simply unreasonable! My son is spoiled by you and is lawless and has no progress! If I hadn't come forward to resolve the situation of a relatively peaceful situation, my son would have been taught even more miserable. Do you think the heir of the Bei royal family is easy to mess with? Do you know how he told me: If you don't teach your child yourself, there will naturally be someone to teach him a lesson for you. Do you think this is something an ordinary teenager can say? Even if you are so quick now, when I'm a hundred years later, the Jin family will hand it over to my son and lose the support of the royal family, the Jin family will be finished immediately!" Jin Zhao considered the problem for a longer time. He was unwilling to have conflicts with the royal family.

"I told you that as you get older, you are less courageous! Since this little prince is a threat to our son in the future, you should find a way to solve him for your son!" Mrs. Jin was eager to protect her.

His wife's statement made Jin Zhao sweat coldly. He looked around cautiously, "You are really ignorant and fearless! You dare to say such rebellious words! Once the royal family is in crisis and social turmoil, do you think our Jin family can be spared? Don't say such words again in the future. If the CIA hears them, it will be of no benefit to us!"

"The CIA eavesdrops on what we good people do!"

"Do you think you are an ordinary civilian? The Jin family has strong assets. If the assets are transferred, it will be a significant loss for the country. Importantly, I got the news that the little prince has taken over the CIA. Okay, don't worry about your son's affairs, let him learn a lesson. Don't worry about protecting him anymore, I'll go home right away!"

...

Compared to the chaos of the fire in the backyard of the Jin family, I.M. Pei and Bei Qixi Festival are extremely peaceful.

The evening is almost over, and the twilight gradually closes from the sky.

The light in the corridor is slightly dim, and occasionally a little afterglow of the setting sun is projected on the wall through the glass window, mottled and deserted.

Bei Qixi's eyes shone far away and stared at the colorful cloud for a while.

Then she withdrew her gaze and her eyes fell on the upright back in front of her, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, strong and powerful. So she remembered the scene when he fought with someone just now. She was powerful and powerful, and she was completely a conqueror's posture.

"Brother, have you ignored my studies before? Why did you suddenly care so much?" Bei Qixi followed I.M. Pei downstairs, and she asked casually.

Hearing the sound, I.M. Pei turned around. He closed his eyebrows and eyes, and the light on his face dimmed. He outlined his shallow facial features, but it looked particularly beautiful, which made Bei Qixi feel a little excited.

It is better than countless people in the world. It is basically I.M. Pei, and it is basically just this feeling.

After a moment of silence, I.M. Pei spoke just now and answered a little irresistible, "You are far behind that old fox, Jin Zhao."

"I..." Bei Qixi became a monk with two feet tall and had no idea what he said. What does this have to do with Jin Zhao? Besides, how can she compare with Jin Zhao after more than ten years of experience?

"You made Jin Yuan fall into such a big fall this time. Aren't you afraid that he will settle the score with you in the future?" The centipede worm died without being stiff. Jin Yuan is not a broad-minded person. This time he left so embarrassedly, he was afraid he would have to get it back.

"When he practices for 20 years, he will have such ability." I.M. Pei said indifferently. He is not afraid of twenty people who are provoking trouble like Jin Yuan.

Bei Qixi's eyes remained on his faint lips. She liked his innate calmness and confidence, as if the world and everything could not make him bow his head.

The dusk gradually fell, and the darkness in the sky gradually became thicker.

Bei Qixi accidentally stepped on empty feet and lost his balance.

"ah--"

Fortunately, I.M. Pei was just under a few steps of the stairs, and he was quick-witted and almost caught her.

When he fell into I.M. Pei's arms, his heartbeat began to be chaotic.

She hurriedly came out of his arms and stood firm nervously, not daring to have any nostalgia.

Because I have the desire to like it, I am very concerned, for fear that I will miss the bottom line.

However, he still stayed in all her aftertaste.

So I caught a glimpse of the bruises on his face again and felt a thrilling pain in my heart.

Bei Qixi couldn't help but want to raise his hand to gently caress the scars, but in the end he still put down his hand silently.

"Does the wound on your face hurt?" Bei Qixi asked very restrainedly.

I.M. Pei had deep eyebrows and a calm expression. He said as if nothing had happened, "It's not a problem."

"It's getting late, it's time for us to go back. Otherwise, the school gate will be closed later and we won't be able to get out."

Bei Qixi nodded and followed I.M. Pei downstairs like walking on thin ice.

After entering Bevalentine, I.M. Pei remembered that there was an important dinner tonight, which was Bevalentine's Crown Prince of Country C. So the chefs were all busy at the banquet.

Bei Qixi is already hungry.

I.M. Pei was going to take her to a banquet to have something to eat. There were many people at the banquet, and few people would notice the two children.

"I'll go alone. I'll bring you some food. What if someone asks about the bruises on your face, what would you answer?" Bei Qixi thought very thoughtfully.

So I.M. Pei agreed, "Then you go."

In fact, the banquet is very rigorous and not anyone can enter it casually.

But who made Bei Qixi noble? What's more, Bevalantine's bodyguards and waiters knew her, so she was easily released.

The food at the banquet was indeed rich and dazzling.

Bei Qixi was just a little thirsty, so he picked up a glass of milk on the table and started drinking it.

After chanting, she found that it was not ordinary milk, which had a smooth taste, like melted ice cream, and it also had a little cocoa fragrance, which was very delicious. So she drank another cup.

After drinking three cups in a row, Bei Qixi was afraid of disturbing the distinguished guests, so he hurriedly picked up some food and left in a hurry.

When she returned to the West Warehouse, I.M. Pei was very surprised, "Why are your face so red?"
Chapter completed!
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