Yan Feng stared at Jiang Ciyou's face for a while, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
"Find a boyfriend?"
"Yeah, didn't you say you could find a boyfriend if you were lonely? I've been alone in my empty house for three years, so it's not too much to ask for a boyfriend."
Jiang Ciyou had a smile on his face.
"Why? Only the governor is allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps."
Yan Feng shrugged indifferently: "It would be better if you found a boyfriend. If he can make you stop pestering me from now on, I will prepare a big gift and thank him in person."
Yan Feng didn't believe that Jiang Ciyou had a boyfriend.
He knew exactly what she was thinking.
He must have seen him talking on the phone with Xia Ling.
Deliberately find someone to act.
This is quite realistic.
When he finally hung up the phone, he could feel the man's jealous and angry tone through the phone.
I guess he wanted to hear this on purpose.
Naturally, the two of them did not sleep together at night.
Jiang Ciyou was sleeping on the bed.
Yan Feng slept on the floor.
He still has some gentlemanly manners.
Before going to bed, Jiang Ciyou deliberately turned the air conditioner to the lowest setting and hid the remote control.
When he woke up in the middle of the night, Jiang Ciyou felt relieved to see Yan Feng lying on the ground, hugging his pillow and shivering.
Yan Feng caught a cold when he woke up in the morning.
Jiang Ciyou ignored him and went straight to the TV station.
Jiang Ciyou is a TV host, mainly responsible for the midday news, and has a column called "Midday News Eye".
He is also well-known in the circle.
However, Sister Lin from the prime time slot recently changed jobs, and Jiang Ciyou is vying for the position of the prime time female host.
After the normal midday news, she has free time.
Jiang Ciyou returned to Yan's house at four o'clock in the afternoon.
Yan Feng had just come back from outside, and it seemed that he had gone to see Xia Ling.
When Yan Feng came back, Jiang Ciyou had just changed her clothes and put on some delicate makeup.
Today she was wearing a Xiangyunsha cheongsam.
There are some complicated embroidery techniques on the collar and waist of the cheongsam, but because they are of the same color, they cannot be seen from a distance. When you get closer, you can only feel that it is ingenious and ingenious.
Seeing Yan Feng coming in, Jiang Ciyou stood up and deliberately turned around gracefully in front of Yan Feng: "How is it, does it look good?"
Even though Yan Feng hated Jiang Ciyou very much in his heart.
But one has to admit that Jiang Ciyou is beautiful, extremely beautiful.
She has a great figure. She is 1.7 meters tall and looks particularly outstanding in high heels.
Cheongsam is high-end custom-made and naturally fits the body very well.
The skirt is long to the ankles, and the snow-white and delicate ankles make people want to pinch them. Her waist is very thin, so slender that it cannot be grasped in one hand, but it is not dry and there is still flesh where there should be flesh.
Yan Feng moved his gaze from her chest to that beautiful face.
The cheongsam is of plain color, but paired with that stunningly beautiful face, it creates a unique style.
It's like a fox spirit with thousands of years of experience who has just transformed into a human form. She is charming yet pure, seductive yet innocent.
Yan Feng's Adam's apple moved.
But he still said with a cold face: "It's ugly, white doesn't suit you at all."
Jiang Ciyou rolled her eyes, turned around, bent down and put on lipstick in front of the mirror.
"It seems that in your heart, only Xia Ling is the most suitable for white."
Jiang Ciyou put on lipstick, stood up, and smiled brightly at Yan Feng in the mirror, with obvious provocation: "I want to wear white."
Yan Feng only felt that the person in front of him was extremely vivid and charming.
Especially her arrogant and domineering tone, which sounded like she was acting coquettishly, making people feel itchy.
But Yan Feng soon realized it.
She was deliberately seducing him.
Yan Feng frowned: "Jiang Ciyou, stop playing tricks in front of me. Even if you are not wearing anything, I won't even look at you."
After saying that, he left a sentence: "I'll wait for you in the car."
And left the room.
Ten minutes later.
Jiang Ciyou also got in the car.
Yan Feng closed his eyes and leaned back in the back seat: "Old Chen, let's go to Lushan Villa."
An hour later, the car finally arrived at the foot of Lushan Mountain.
The car meandered up the mountain road, with lush and tall sycamore trees on both sides. The leaves blocked out the sun, and the light suddenly dimmed, as if entering a long tunnel.
I don't know how long it took, but my eyes suddenly lit up.
A tall and magnificent building, like a castle, slowly appeared in sight.
The surroundings suddenly became lively.
There are already many luxury cars parked on the huge lawn.
Countless waiters in white shirts and black vests were receiving the guests.
Jiang Ciyou and his companions' car were also parked in the open-air parking lot under the guidance of a waiter.
Then the waiter took them into the "castle".
The heavy and ancient door was opened, and a red carpet several hundred meters long was spread from inside to outside to guide the guests.
Jiang Ciyou looked at the intricate patterns on it and was genuinely shocked.
This is a pure handmade Persian carpet from Isfahan, which combines materials such as wool, cotton, silk, gold and silver threads, with bright colors and complex craftsmanship.
The one under their feet is of top quality.
Usually one square meter is 200,000 US dollars.
Jiang Ciyou looked at the red carpet that seemed to have no end and couldn't help but take a breath.
Everyone knows that the Bo family is the richest family, but no one has a specific idea of their wealth.
But now it has.
What's even more shocking is the interior of the villa, with its precious antique blue and white porcelain display wall, a huge British antique clock, and European and Chinese antique chandeliers.
Antiques, all antiques.
This is just a banquet hall on the first floor. You can imagine how many treasures are hidden in this "castle".
Mrs. Bo's way of entertaining guests is still relatively traditional. Today she will host 100 tables of guests.
There were round tables on both sides of the carpet, and a guest seat had been set up for each seat at the table.
It was already stated in the previous invitation post.
The two seats of the Yan family are at table 99.
"Look over there. The man in the black Zhongshan suit seems to be the director of the Land Bureau. And the one in white clothes, is he the mayor of Rongcheng?"
"Not to mention the mayor of Rongcheng, the mayor of Beijing is here too, and several people from the central government are here too. Mrs. Bo's presence is really too grand."
"So, among these 100 tables, we in Rongcheng are only invited to two tables, and they are arranged at tables 99 and 100."
"Compared to these big shots, being able to sit in seats 99 and 100 is a compliment to us."
The people chatting were Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Qin, both of whom were noble ladies from top families in Rongcheng.
And they are friends with Jiang Ciyou's mother Yao Shulan, so Jiang Ciyou naturally knows them.
Meet head on.
Jiang Ciyou had no choice but to greet them: "Aunt Zhang, Aunt Qin, good evening."
When Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Qin saw Jiang Ciyou, a trace of heartache and regret flashed in their eyes.
"It's Xiaoyou, you're here too."
"Your mother and Xiaoxiao are giving gifts to old lady Bo, go and say hello."