Chapter 222

When the man saw that she was drinking porridge with a spoon, his eyes were filled with curiosity. He put down the chopsticks, touched the cigarette box on the table, and took out a cigarette. When he took out a cigarette, he replied mellow, "abroad."

Inkstone when seven a Zheng, looking at his cigarette of Jin Ya action, subconsciously blurted out, "have you ever been abroad?"

Huh?

That's not quite right.

She quickly swallowed the porridge and added, "I mean, have you ever lived abroad?"

Suddenly, she realized that she knew too little about his past.

Maybe, when she goes to the imperial capital and meets her third sister, she can make more inquiries.

So thinking, Yan Shiqi's eyebrows and eyes climbed up a firm.

I want to know everything about him.

The man side head, thin lips spit out a burst of smoke, he was silent for a few seconds, deep tone, "well, about ten years."

Ten years

Her porridge drinking slowed down, with her teeth biting the spoon, "when did you go?"

He has lived abroad for so long

Also learned to cook?

But the background of the Qin family can't make him suffer in foreign countries!

Is cooking due to interest?

When Yan Shiqi asked this sentence, his thoughts were still floating.

Until the man's dark pupil slowly stopped on her face through the smoke, he gave the answer: "fourteen years ago."

Then, Qin Baiyu's eyes fell on her face, catching all her expressions and expressions.

Inkstone when seven was he saw some inexplicable, pursed under the spoon, Wu from emotion, "that meeting you only 15 years old, is to read?"

The man hesitated for a few seconds, sighed, and nodded if there was nothing.

Instead of continuing this topic, he was playing the ash in the crystal ashtray. He raised his head, eyes slightly narrowed, and asked in a low voice, "what were you doing fourteen years ago?"

Fourteen years ago, that summer, do you remember what you were doing?

Inkstone when seven elusive man's eyes occupy the meaning of heavy color.

She frowned and thought about it carefully. She replied vaguely: "well, when I was ten years old, I didn't seem to have done anything, except going to school. It took me too long to remember clearly."

Only she had a vague impression that she was still in primary school at that time and seemed to have gone out to attend a summer camp.

The picture of memory hovered in her mind, her face persistent memories, just want to speak, see the man pinched out the cigarette end, contour cloth soft color, way: "well, can't remember, don't think about it!"

Thoughts, interrupted by his words, Yan Shiqi simply gave up.

After eating two small dishes, she hesitated for a few seconds and asked the question that had been lingering in her mind tonight, "fourth brother, I have another question..."

"What is it?"

The man picked up the chopsticks again and looked into her eyes attentively. He saw that she was a bit tangled, and her eyebrows were slightly raised with a smile. "It's hard to say?"

"No..." Yan Shiqi bowed his head and stuffed himself with two mouthfuls of food, chewing vaguely asked: "at the beginning of the marriage to Yan Family's dowry, was it all taken away by my mother?"

With that, her head dropped lower.

It's hard to ask about the bride price openly.

But she had to ask.

Otherwise, there's no way to figure out how much money Ms. Lian took from her family and what she used for.

In the air, after a disturbing silence, she heard a smile from the corner of the man's lips, "no, the bride price for you, only you can move."

Inkstone seven bite cauliflower raised his head, chewed a few swallow, some surprised, "so, did not give my mother?"

A very unexpected answer.

The man shook his head and wiped the soup from the corner of her mouth with a paper towel with a smile: "except linhuwan, the rest are in the safe opened in your name in Licheng bank."

To be exact, what Ms. Lian took was a list that she couldn't move.