Chapter 11： Seliya looked forward to something tight... (1/2)

Silia looked at Xi Heming with a little nervousness expectantly, her eyes sparkling, and the love and infatuation in it seemed to flow out. Speaking of it, she hasn't seen Xi Heming for a long time. Si Xiaoyang occasionally took her with Xi Heming for dinner, but this time Si Xiaoyang went abroad for three full months. Not only did she find no chance to meet Xi Heming, but instead I heard the news of his engagement and marriage.

When she just learned about Xi Heming's engagement, Seliya tried her best. She even hoped that Si Xiaoyang could return to China to help her fight for the marriage, but Si Xiaoyang refused her request. Not to mention that it is impossible for him to abandon projects that are vital to the company and return to China, even if he comes back, he can't help much. He is just a friend of Xi Heming's, and he has no right to interfere with his friend's marriage. What's more, the marriage was decided by the old man Xi, and even Xi Heming himself accepted it, and he was even more helpless.

Thinking of the last time I met, I was full of expectations. This time Xi Heming has become someone else's husband. Silia's eyes are red, and she can't help taking a step forward: "Brother Heming."

Xi Heming's brows wrinkled slightly, then he took a step back, turned his head and raised his chin towards Si Xiaoyang: "Come here and sit here."

Si Xiaoyang just cut a piece of cattle and discharged it into his mouth, and raised his head in astonishment when he heard the words: "Huh?" He glanced at Silia subconsciously, although he felt that Silia was still pestering Xi Heming and refused to give up. Obsessed, I can see my sister biting her lip aggrievedly, tears swirling in her eyes, and reluctant to give up, she can't help but create opportunities for her.

"You just sit there." Si Xiaoyang joked in a relaxed tone: "What? My sister has thorns on her body. Are you so afraid of being next to her?"

Silia looked at Xi Heming's eyes more enthusiastically, she took a step back and let go half a sofa, but in the next second, she heard Xi Heming coldly say: "She smells too much perfume, I don't think it is choking. ."

Siliya: "..."

Si Xiaoyang: "..."

The eavesdropping Jiang Wanwan's chicken wings fell on the table with a snap: "..."

Big brother, no wonder you have been single for so many years, you are really a proper straight man, you don't know anything about style. She couldn't help but sympathize with the black-hearted white lotus, hahahaha.

Silia showed an embarrassed look on her face, but when she looked at the impatient look on Xi Heming's face, she quickly replaced the pitiful expression on Chuchu, and showed an elegant and generous smile: "I was negligent. My brother is back. When I brought me a bottle of new perfume, maybe this perfume smells a bit too strong. Brother, you are really..." She glared at Si Xiaoyang slyly: "Don't try the scent before you buy it."

Si Xiaoyang glanced at Si Liya, and reluctantly put down the black pot on his back: "I am a big man who knows what flavor your girls like." He moved his dinner plate inward and let it go halfway. A sofa: "Heming, sit on my side."

Xi Heming still stood on the spot, looking at Si Xiaoyang with disgust: "I don't want to get the smell of steak on my body."

"You are really an uncle!" Si Xiaoyang stood up helplessly, moved his cutlery and steak to the opposite side, and sat next to Silia, before Xi Heming sat down.

The eavesdropper Jiang Wanwan shook her head. It was surprising that Xi Heming's bad personality had a friend.

Xi Heming was seated, and the waiter brought his coffee up. Seliya smiled at the right time: "I know that Brother Heming likes black coffee, I will order it for you without authorization, but I don’t know if the coffee in this shop is compatible. Your taste."

"It's okay." Xi Heming took a sip and put the cup on the table, then moved his eyes to Si Xiaoyang, who was eating steak on the opposite side: "Is the project going well this time?"

"Very smoothly." Si Xiaoyang mentioned his achievements with joy: "After this project is successful, we will have a lot of orders in the future..."

As soon as she got her head up, Seliya’s high-heeled shoes accurately stepped on Si Xiaoyang’s feet. Si Xiaoyang’s painful face was distorted, and then she understood her sister’s suggestion, and she was reluctant to change the topic. As for the question that Seliya is concerned about: "What's the matter with you? It's all about getting engaged, so why do you get married quickly?"

Xi Heming said with an indifferent expression: "The old man arranged it, and it ends if it feels appropriate."

"That's not right, this is not your style." Si Xiaoyang was really curious this time: "Where do you think it fits?"

Xi Heming was silent for a moment, and uttered four words lightly from his mouth: "The eight characters match."

Jiang Wanwan: "Puff..."

As if hearing the movement, Xi Heming raised his head and glanced at the dining table inside. Although his vision was blocked by the back of the high sofa, he still cocked his lips mockingly: "Not only does it match me, but she also has a good appetite. Good."

Jiang Wanwan looked down at the steak, pizza, chicken wings, salad and cake on the table, always feeling that she was being laughed at.