"Elder Seven, do you want to join us to pick us up?" A colleague joked when he saw Bei Qixi.

Bei Qixi made a face, "You little goblins, do you want me to ask for leave from Gangmaster Zhao for you?"

The little fairies had their eyes filled with little stars, and nodded in a cute and charming way, "That's great! You understand our joy."

Bei Qixi pretended to be angry, "Everyone should work hard, have all the results of this month been completed?"

It caused a burst of lament, "Will it be better if you don't get rid of the troubles?"

Bei Qixi smiled and picked up the plane. Is she crazy? She couldn't hide.

So when girls across the country celebrated the arrival of I.M. Pei, Bai chose to go on vacation to Phuket on a holiday on the Chinese Valentine's Day.

But I didn't expect that just two days after coming out, Zhao Qingyan called her.

"Why did you call me suddenly? It's because the company is missing, and I can't operate normally, right?" Bei Qixi became naughty.

Zhao Qingyan seemed to hesitate for a moment, "Just care about your holiday life."

"It's really comfortable. The sea breeze and sunshine are full of sexy men who are so handsome that they explode. From a young young man to a charming uncle, tsk, it's really...it's worth the trip. Otherwise, I'll take you out next time and take you to the world?"

At first, what Bei Qixi said was quite normal, but gradually she let herself go.

Bei Qixi didn't know how embarrassed her unrestrained words made Zhao Qingyan's face, and she didn't know how complicated the situation was on the other end of the phone.

"No... it must be. I still have the desire to survive." Zhao Qingyan glanced at I.M. Pei beside him. There was no joy or anger on her face that was so handsome that both humans and gods were angry. She couldn't help but get tight, hoping that Bei would have a desire to survive.

"Forget it, I won't tell you anymore. With Mr. Qiao's nourishment, you won't understand the emptiness, loneliness and coldness of single dogs like us. I'll go to find a massage for my brother. I'll go back in a few days. Don't miss me too much. Oh my, I'm hanging up..."

Zhao Qingyan looked at the phone whose phone had been cut off, and it was a little hard to describe.

What Bei Qixi said just now was not about survival, but about death.

I don’t know what the big Buddha around me felt after hearing this.

"Thank you, please." I.M. Pei expressed his gratitude very gentlely.

He also cared about Bei Qixi's recent situation with Zhao Qingyan, so he asked someone to send her back.

Although Zhao Qingxian was very clear, she never could guess I.M. Pei’s intentions.

Bei returned from the holiday of the Chinese Valentine's Day, and the group visiting China has left.

However, the favorability that I.M. Pei left to this country is still fermenting.

Everyone expressed their intention to go to F Country for vacation to see the prince.

Bei Qixi was happy for I.M. Pei. He finally regained glory for the royal family and fulfilled the mission entrusted to him by history.

Bei Qixi felt proud, as if her baby had been recognized by the whole world.

At the same time, Bei Qixi was also a little sad. If she had a choice, she really hoped that this baby would be kept privately by her forever and unknown to everyone.

When you return to the rented apartment, Bei Qixi always has a very subtle feeling.

There seemed to be a familiar and long-lost aura in the apartment. After leaving for so many days, the room was spotless. If you don’t clean it for a few days, a lot of dust will accumulate.

Some things seem to have traces of passiveness, but all this seems to be unreal.

That night, Bei Qixi had a dream, dreaming that I.M. Pei appeared in her apartment and quietly walked through every corner of her apartment.

She wanted to come forward and exchange a few greetings with him, but he regarded her as nothing, as if he could not see her at all.

When Bei Qixi woke up, his heart was desolate.

She quickly got out of bed and poured a cup of hot water. She didn't show signs of warming up until she finished drinking.

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"Director Bei, where is your material? You're the only one left!" A colleague from the Human Resources Department came over and said hurriedly.

Bei Qixi was confused, "What material?"

"The visa application materials. Oh my God, you can forget such good things. Others are very active in sorting out the materials and handing them over to me on the same day, and you have dragged them to this day."

Only then did Bei Qixi remember that I.M. Pei’s visit to China has led to the tourism boom in F. Recently, traveling to F has become a fashion.

Therefore, the company provided this benefit to outstanding employees and organized everyone to go on vacation in F Country.

She glanced at the group while on vacation in Phuket, but didn't look closely, but she really forgot about it.

Seeing his colleague's anxious look, Bei Qixi said, "I have a passport in F and I don't need to apply for a visa."

"Ah? Director Bei turns out you are from F."

This incident spread in the company all at once.

So everyone rushed forward and ran to find out the news from her.

"Can you meet Prince Bei just by walking on the street? Will he go to a restaurant for dinner?"

Bei Qixi asked back: "Can you meet Qiao Junxi while walking on the street?"

"Of course. Didn't the warm scene of Mr. Qiao and our boss Zhao visiting the supermarket before were photographed? What a simple and unpretentious life."

"By the way, when the prince is eating, there are people trying poisons like in a palace drama, right? You can't eat more than three bites of each dish in a row, so as not to be seen through your preferences?"

"Believe me, you have been poisoned too deeply by the palace drama." Bei Qixi felt powerless in the face of these problems.

She doesn't want to share with others about I.M. Pei's life.

The old days spread out in front of her eyes like a slow motion—

That was her exclusive memory.

"Is Prince Bei very popular in your country? I envy the girls in your country so much that they can dream of being a realistic version of Cinderella. What if I can meet the prince and get into his eyes from now on?" A girl who is not a princess probably has a Cinderella dream in her heart.

Bei Qixi couldn't help but smile, "The probability of winning the lottery may be higher. It's true that he is a national husband. Not to mention that so many wealthy girls are staring at the position of the princess, and there are princesses waiting for marriage in neighboring countries. Cinderella can stand out...you can count for yourself."

She lowered her eyes and the eyes sank.

She is the one with a lower probability than Cinderella.

"Did you know that Prince Bei has been in love? Logically speaking, he is at the age of getting married. Are you not in a hurry to be married?"

Bei Qixi showed an embarrassing but polite smile, "I don't know this. I have been in China for many years."

In the end, Bei Qixi threatened to disband the group of people by using the settlement of wages.

As for their question, the unofficial history of the Bei royal family for hundreds of years will be revealed.
Chapter completed!