Greedy pleasure

"How is this possible? How is she worthy of Shu Chiye!"

After blurting out the contempt, Yan Xuelin realized that she was a bit out of control, and she lowered her head and took a sip of the juice.

After reorganizing my mood, I raised my head and said with a smile, "Where did Miss Han hear the gossip? I and Chi Ye are classmates, and we have been walking around recently. Whether we are married or not, Chi Ye doesn't need it, as long as we get along."

She knew that Han Qianmei liked Shu Chiye, and the Han family had a higher status in the business world than the Yan family.

It can be regarded as a rival in love, but it cannot be offended.

"Why don't you deserve it, at least he has half of the Yan family's blood in his body."

Han Qianmei said pointedly.

Yan Xuelin's face froze, is this an insinuation that she is just the adopted daughter of the Yan family?

"I just think that Yan Xiaomi is pretty good-looking. If she is a man, she should like it. Your Yan family should reuse her. Putting her down anywhere can bring benefits to the Yan family."

If you take Yan Xiaomi into marriage, there is nothing that cannot be done.

Including Shu Chiye, as long as Shu Chiye likes it, who cares about seniority or not?

After finishing speaking, Han Qianmei said 'Oh', gathered her down jacket and said, "Look at me, I won't talk too much about your Yan family, I will pack up my things and prepare to go back later, it's cold here, I'm cold .”

"Go slowly." Yan Xuelin smiled politely.

As soon as Han Qianmei left, she immediately took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Yan Zhibai, asking him why Yan Xiaomi came and was in the same area as Shu Chiye and the others.

Yan Zhibai's answer was straightforward.

[This was arranged by Brother Chi. He is not interested in you, so you should give up on it. 】

Yan Xuelin's face froze, not interested in her?Are you interested in Yan Xiaomi?

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During the trip to the resort, no matter whether others were enjoying themselves or not, Yan Xiaomi was having a good time.

Five days passed in a flash, and she was still thinking about the ski resort, where the speed visible to the naked eye was all done.

At the end of the holiday, people are almost dispersed, and the sun is just right at noon.

Yan Xiaomi didn't know what Shu Chiye told Yan Zhibai, and Yan Zhibai took Taohuabai away after lunch.

In this district, only she and Shu Chiye are left.

So Shu Chiye came to knock on the door of her room openly, wearing a black sportswear and a dark jacket.

With a cigarette in his clean and slender fingers, his slender body leaned loosely against the door frame, facing the light behind him.

It seemed that his facial features became more and more profound, making it impossible for Yan Xiaomi to see through.

"It's packed?" He glanced at Yan Xiaomi's skinny jeans and boots, which were covered with a vibrant sweater.

The down jacket is still the camouflage one, and he has never seen a woman who can wear the camouflage jacket in a variety of styles and looks good.

Yan Xiaomi smiled and turned around, "Is it okay to go this way? Or change into a pair of looser pants?"

She has never skied before. Although the jeans are tight, they are very elastic, so she thinks they are fine.

The loose trousers caught the wind, and she was afraid of the cold.

The cigarette at Shu Chiye's fingertips was slowly dyed, and the rising smoke enveloped him.

"It will be all right."

"That's it, let's go!" Yan Xiaomi pushed his arm to move out a little, closed the door and followed him to the ski resort.

The place has been cleared, except for the staff of the ski resort, there are only the two of them.

Shu Chiye held the cigarette in his mouth, holding his ski equipment in one hand and hers in the other, "Come with me."

He took her to the locker room, put the ski equipment on the ground, and then took off the cigarette with a stick of soot on his lips.

Dust off the cigarette ash, inhale the last puff, then snuff it out and throw it in the trash.

"Can you wear it?" Seeing that she was confused about the ski equipment, he asked in a deep voice.

Yan Xiaomi frowned and said, "This thing should be worn on the feet, and that one is a stick held by the hand."

stick?

Shu Chiye Motong stared at what she was pointing at, and was stunned.

"Miss, those are called ski poles." The staff reminded.

Yan Xiaomi's ears suddenly turned red, she is not so professional.

"You don't need to wait, go out." Shu Chiye dismissed the staff who were waiting next to him.

A staff member hesitated and asked, "Mr. Shu, do you need me to teach Ms. Yan?"