141.Chapter 141: The First and Forty Chapters (2)
Si Yiyan lowered her head and rubbed the soles of her feet for her: "The dress on your body is very beautiful and suits you very well, I thought I didn't have the opportunity to see you wear it with my own eyes today, but the result ...... Amazing! ”
He has the brocade craft of the phoenix brocade in his hands, this dress is prepared from the person who knew that she was going to hold an introduction dinner, the dress design and customization, are in London, England 15 Savile Row, Henry Poole family order, even the matching hand ornaments are specially designed and customized, unique in the world.
Wen Wenya was taken aback, but she didn't expect that this dress was actually given by him: "Why do you have to pretend to be a ghost when you give me something?" ”
Si Yiyan chuckled lowly: "It's just that I haven't found a chance to sue you." ”
Wen Wenya couldn't help but think of the five sets of accessories from St. Yoran before, and hurriedly asked, "The five sets of accessories sent by St. Yoran before were also sent by you?" ”
Si Yiyan looked at her with a smile: "Well, I know that you are the granddaughter of Mo Lao, so I paid more attention to it, and that gift can be regarded as a meeting gift." ”
He would never tell her, when she walked towards Wen Yuya with a proud step like a peacock, with a peerless posture, that posture was imprinted on his heart, and the step was like stepping on his heart, heavy, resolute, leaving an indelible trace.
Only then did he know that he had already paid attention to her as early as when he lived in his grandfather's house, no wonder when they met on the first day, although he was polite and polite to her, there was a familiarity in his tone, and his heart softened slightly: "The clothes are very beautiful, I like it very much." ”
Wen Wenya found out that Si Yiyan was wearing a silver-gray suit, the collar and skirt of the suit were embroidered with dark gold lines, the craftsmanship was very similar to the dress on her body, the dark gold handkerchief on the breast pocket was a small cut, and the accessories on her body and the collar clip on his chest and the cufflinks of the suit seemed to be from the same brand.
Whether it's clothes or accessories, they all match each other!
He was so obvious that she hadn't seen it before, and Wen Wenya secretly scolded herself for being careless.
"I didn't expect this dress to be praised by you, the Henry-Poole family really deserves its reputation." Si Yiyan was very happy that the things she gave her were affirmed by her, and decided that her clothes would be ordered by the Henrypoole family in the future.
"Is that Henry Poole?" Wen Wenya asked uncertainly.
"There are a lot of Henry Poole in this world, how many Henry Poole are famous all over the world? And it's also specially made for top-of-the-line clothing? Si Yiyan asked with a smile.
Wen Wenya was shocked: "Isn't the Henry Poole family specially customizing clothes for the royal families of various countries?" ”
Savile Row is located in London and has been a commercial street since 1695. The Henry-Poole Tailor Family on this street means that all the tailoring of the Henry-Poole Tailor Family, the top of the line, is done by hand.
Since 1856, when Henry became the official designer of the French Emperor, the Pole store has held royal warrants from dozens of countries. His clientele includes the Prince of Wales, the King of Egypt, Queen Victoria, the Japanese Imperial Family, Queen Elizabeth II, Napoleon, Churchill, Charles de Gaulle, and many more. Even Shakespeare's great English writer Charles Dickens was a loyal customer.
The price of allowing such a tailor family to design a set of clothes is secondary, and more importantly, this reputation and quality are a symbol of identity and status.
Si Yiyan kissed and left, and said with a low smile: "It's just a dress, looking at your fuss, you will understand in the future that what I can do for you, what I will do for you, and what I am willing to do for you is far more than you imagined." ”
A mere dress is nothing.
Feeling that her feet were not as stiff as before, he picked up her feet with some reluctance and put them into the slippers: "Are your feet more comfortable now?" ”
Wen Wenya nodded: "I rubbed it, and I felt that it didn't hurt as much as before." ”
Si Yiyan pursed his eyebrows and said, "When I go back in a while, remember to apply some ointment that relaxes the muscles and bones, so that it will get better faster." ”
"Good!" Wen Wenya's heart was slightly warm, feeling that her feet were surrounded by soft touches, Wen Wen Ya almost moaned comfortably: "By the way, when are you leaving?" ”
"I'll leave after a while, and I'll stay for a long time for fear of leaking my whereabouts." Si Yiyan said with some regret, but it was a pity that he couldn't accompany her more.
I felt that he wouldn't stay long, because the free breath on his body didn't have half a point of stability, but he was in such a hurry, which still made her frown slightly: "You must be very tired to rush back and forth like this, you shouldn't come to my introduction dinner." ”
Si Yiyan smiled: "I'm very glad that I came, otherwise I would never have found out how good the girl I fancy is, and I won't understand how much I have to cherish her to keep her by my side, Xinya...... Your table today is really good! Very good! ”
Such an affirmative tone made Wen Wenya's eyes slightly wet, and his tone was full of affirmation and pity for all kinds of complicated feelings, but strangely she understood the meaning of understanding in his words, as if he knew the grievances and sadness in her heart, and she was desperate and uneasy: "I also know, I'm very good!" ”
Si Yiyan picked her up and put her on his lap, hugged her tightly with both arms, and pressed her to his chest, "Let me hold her for a while." ”
Wen Wen Ya wanted to struggle, but listening to his slightly tired voice, her heart softened for no reason, and she obediently leaned on his chest, feeling the violent heartbeat of his undulating chest, and her face became hot again.
Si Yiyan reached out and gently played with the earrings around her ear, and whispered in her ear: "I sent someone to Africa to send your adoptive parents, no one will find them again, and you will never see them again in the future." ”
Speaking of her adoptive parents, Si Yiyan's cold eyes flashed with a cold light that seemed to be condensed into substance, and what resounded in his mind repeatedly was the situation where the beastly couple scolded and beat Xinya before, he couldn't imagine how she had spent the past fifteen years.
Wen Wenya opened her mouth and stammered, and after a long time, she was moved: "Thank you!" ”
His movements must have been too fast, but he had already acted in a few hours, and she couldn't help but think of the previous scandal, and he was the first to send the information to her.
She felt very warm in her heart, she knew that such a man was powerful, if he had the heart to break her wings and contain her under his wings, she would have no room for resistance, but he did not do this, he always grasped her affairs, did not interfere, did not stand idly by, she felt a sense of respect.
Her path needs to be walked by herself! And not anyone to go for her!
Others are strong, they are always others, and after experiencing the previous life, she clearly understands that only when she is strong can she protect her own qiē.
Si Yiyan sighed: "But with a little effort, that's all I can do for you." ”