C14 7th Century

Qingyi looked at her with interest and joked, "Ziyu must have no resistance against the cake, just like me against ice cream!"

Xia Qian lowered her head to look at her hand. The bag in her hand was indeed gone. Xia Ziyu had taken the initiative to take it. Compared to the last time she gave it to him, he looked much better with disgust. She could not help but feel less uncomfortable.

She had been studying abroad for a few years and had not come back. Now that she had been with Ziyu for a month, had their relationship gone back a little?

Just as Xia Qian was in a daze, a person walked in from outside the lounge.

The moment she saw the face, she felt that the temperature in the entire room had dropped, making her have an impulse to raise the temperature of the air conditioner.

Bao Yijin walked in from outside and saw that Qingyi's eyes moved a little when he saw the ice cream in Qingyi's hand. It fell into Xia Qian's hand and the box of ice cream in her hand had not been opened yet.

He walked over and took it while Xia Qian was in a daze.

It was mine. Xia Qian swallowed her words and watched Bao Yijin open the ice cream lid. He used a cartoon spoon to dig out a spoonful of ice cream and put it into his mouth. In the next second, he put the ice cream on the table.

A cold voice came out of his mouth with a hint of pampering, "Such a disgusting thing, only you like it!"

Qingyi looked at the ice cream that was almost finished in his hand and then looked at the small gap on the table. He reached out and grabbed the box in his hand, saying happily, "You don't like to eat it, give it to me."

Xia Qian felt that there was something wrong with her standing there. She was about to quietly turn around and leave when she was suddenly stopped by Bao Yijin, "Xia Qian."

She clenched her fist and took a deep breath before turning around, "Director Bao, what's the matter?"

Bao Yijin stared at her for a long time before turning his gaze away, "Nothing."

Xia Qian came out of the lounge and went back to the office. After sitting for a while, she suddenly wanted to go and see Xia Ziyu. He was eating cake now. Would he still be as mushy as when he was young?

Not knowing where he was, Xia Qian searched everywhere. When she was close to the piano room, there was a melodious sound of music coming from inside. It was clear and clear, as if it came from a distant valley. It sounded very cheerful. People couldn't help but fantasize about the fragrance of flowers and plants.

She quietly approached the zither room, and the cake box that she had already finished was placed at the side. The youth closed his eyes, his long eyelashes covering his face. The fine fur on his face seemed to be coated with a layer of gold under the sun. This once tender face had slowly become mature.

The sound of the zither suddenly changed. The originally light and light tune suddenly became mellow. One by one, sorrowful notes jumped out from the tips of his fingers and gradually became high-spirited. When it reached the highest point, it suddenly stopped.

Xia Qian felt a kind of indescribable feeling in her heart. The young man still had his eyes closed as if he was still immersed in the sound of the zither and did not come out. She quietly stood at the door of the zither room and could not help but wake him up, "Ziyu."

He should be happy. That face should be filled with smiles at any time. When he opened his mouth, he made a childish sound. This kind of worry was not suitable for him.

Xia Ziyu had already regained his calm. He turned his head and looked at him quietly. His face was calm and his voice, which belonged only to the young man, was gentle and clean, "Is there something wrong?"

Xia Qian lowered her head under his gaze, "I just want to ask, is the hazelnut cake still as delicious as before?"

The young man looked at her. The hidden emotions in his eyes seemed to be overflowing in the next moment. Suddenly, he turned his head and looked out the window. His cherry blossom lips trembled slightly. "It has become bitter. The taste is completely different."

Xia Qian clenched her fists. Her eyes were red, but her tears did not seem to flow out. She could hear the rejection from Ziyu.

Her heart beat again and again. She really wanted to ask him. Was blood relations really that important? She was the daughter of her parents who had raised her for twenty years. She was the older sister who had accompanied him through his childhood. Why was it just a DNA test? All of this was dispersed!

Xia Ziyu did not turn his head. His voice was indifferent. "You can go out. Don't disturb my zither practice."

"En."

Xia Qian walked out of the piano room and returned to the office. The matters regarding the competition had almost been arranged. Lin Jingze also had a rare moment of leisure. He made a cup of tea in the office. He saw Xia Qian come in and said, "You have done very well during this period of time."

"Thank you." Xia Qian felt a little disappointed and did not want to say anything else.

Lin Jingze put down the teacup and pushed the eyes on the bridge of his nose. His movements seemed a little weird. "I just saw Qingyi eating ice cream in the lounge."

Xia Qian suddenly felt a chill on her back. Lin Jingze had clearly ordered that Qingyi should not eat ice cream. Although Qingyi's weight was almost up to standard now, if he did not control it, it would only take a minute for him to grow up, and all his previous efforts would have been in vain.

She was conflicted on how to answer. Lin Jingze said, "When it comes to the weight of an artiste under your manager, you must not be soft-hearted. Furthermore, tomorrow is the preliminary round. Eating ice food is very bad for your throat!"

Xia Qian lowered her head, "Sorry, I understand. I will pay attention next time."

Lin Jingze nodded in satisfaction. He stood up and walked out. "I will go and confirm the previous arrangements. I cannot make any mistakes tomorrow."

Xia Qian heaved a sigh of relief. When she faced Lin Jingze, she always had the feeling of facing her teacher in primary school.

Since the competition this time was a live broadcast, she had to get up at two or three o'clock in the morning and go to the backstage of the venue to prepare makeup.

Moreover, she was not familiar with the other members of the group. It would be good for her to go early. At the very least, she would understand the strength of the other party.

Although the preliminary round was almost certain, it was inevitable that accidents would happen.

Bao Yijin went to Xia Qian's office and handed her a bunch of keys. "Lin Jingze will be the first to arrive at the venue tomorrow. Tomorrow, you will be in charge of arranging the matters of One going to the venue. You must not be late!"

"Tonight, you will bring Qingyi and Xia Ziyu to stay there. Choose any room on the second floor."

Xia Qian took the key and looked at the logo on the key. She immediately took a deep breath. In the 7th century, it was an extremely luxurious main city. It was a villa area. The most special feature was that this villa district was built in the city center. Those who could live in this type of villa were the nouveau riche of the nouveau riche.

Bao Yijin lowered his head and looked at her face which changed a few times. He suddenly felt that it was interesting. "Do you know the exact location?"

How could he not know? The Xia family lived in the 7th century. She had lived in the family for many years. Although it was no longer her home now, she could walk down the road with her eyes closed.

"I know."