At four o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Shiqi took a car to Wen's house.

Fourth brother, it's not here yet.

The courtyard house located in the root ring of the imperial city, although it has a strong sense of age, it is also full of antique elegance that escapes the world and enjoys the coolness.

The entrance of the quadrangle is open, and the wall of 'Pine Crane Longevity' is well-made and exquisitely carved.

At this moment, at 4:35, Yan Shiqi arrived at Wen's house.

She wore a simple and generous black over-the-knee skirt, with a dark red Chinese retro stand-up collar small suit on the outside, which would not be too bright and would not collide with tonight's birthday banquet.

But she is dressed so well, but Wen Cheng is not there, this costume is a haute couture that she has already ordered, and there is also a red one-step skirt and a black retro suit, which was specially prepared for Wen Cheng and brought by her.

Even if Wen Cheng is not there, she will take her things and embark on the road back to Wen's house.

Yan Shiqi's face was calm, and although his eyes were clear, he had no brilliance.

She gathered her mind, handed the invitation to the concierge outside the door in front of the door, and was led into the garden by the hostess who greeted her.

Tonight, there are strict security measures around the courtyard, and after bypassing the photo wall, you can see bodyguards wearing black suits and headsets waiting for you a few steps away.

Yan Shiqi was alone, walking into this courtyard like a grand view garden, but there was no appreciation in his heart.

The fourth brother said that let her come over first, she didn't ask, presumably he had something delayed, so he didn't urge again.

The front yard is an open patio full of lanterns, and the red light has been blurred with ink, but it is warm and peaceful.

Yan Shiqi was holding a gift in his hand, which was an inkstone.

She bought it in the Imperial Antique City, just after she met her uncle on the day Wen Cheng disappeared.

In the past two days, Yan Shiqi has always been thinking, if she hadn't been separated from Wen Cheng that day, wouldn't she have disappeared?

People always have a lot of feelings and assumptions in their hearts after an accident.

But no one is a prophet and can never predict what the future holds.

The concierge dutifully led Yan Shiqi around a corridor next to the ear room, and walked around the corner, in front of which was an indoor green garden made of glass greenhouses.

The garden is full of greenery and exudes vitality in the late autumn season.

In an indoor flower pond, there are also many lotus lanterns, full of beautiful light.

In the garden, which is covered with greenery, there are more than a dozen round tables covered with festive red tablecloths, on which table cards and seat cards are placed, and there is a curtain wall full of paintings by Mr. Wen.

After Yan Shiqi thanked the concierge beside him, he walked alone in the green garden.

This greenhouse covers a large area and has a moderate temperature, which drives away the cold wave, and the walk is like a spring bloom again.

At this time, there are not many guests inside, and the tall and short green plants can sometimes be seen passing by.

In the distance, there was an elderly man greeting the guests with a smile.

I vaguely heard someone calling him Steward Wen.

Yan Shiqi stood next to a large-leaved pothos, and after retracting his gaze from Steward Wen, he looked around slightly, but did not find the figure of the Wen family.

The banquet had not yet begun, and the main family had not yet appeared.

She was alone, her eyes fell on the exquisitely wrapped gift in her hand, and she didn't know what kind of identity and mood she should give to Mr. Wen Chongli.

It's probably similar to homesickness!