Chapter 821: Fanwai: Become a friend

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Gu Xixi hesitated with Yun Morong.
Although they rescued each other twice, they were not familiar with the other party, and they were not really able to visit the other party's house.
However, looking at him, it seemed really not very good, and the doctor also asserted that he could not live for thirty years.
The heart of grief is for everyone.
Not to mention Gu Xi and Yun Morong are not the kind of hard-hearted people.
Forget it, even if it's hospice, give him a little glory for the last two years.
After the two sisters exchanged glances, they nodded together: "Okay."
Hearing that they accepted their invitation, Mr. Yiran immediately smiled happily.
"Then, it will be there by then." Mr. Yiran smiled like a happy child: "I will prepare you the food on our side!"
After returning home, Gu Xixi chatted with Yin Sichen about this Mr. Yiran, and couldn't help saying with emotion: "I saw that when my sister heard that Mr. Yiran had only two years of life, her eyes were obviously red. When I got up, I thought that the year when my sister was dying should be sad too? After all, she was only a little over 20 years old, and still so young, there are obviously many things that have not been done, and Many people haven’t seen it, but life has come to an end. Looking at that Mr. Yiran, I’m like seeing the older sister in the past, and I can’t help feeling soft.

Yin Sichen in the video, with a straight suit, apparently just attended an important meeting and took the time to talk to her.
"It's really pitiful. But there are so many pitiful people in this world. Can you come over pitifully? Just show your good will properly." Yin Sichen confessed to her cousin with Gu Xixi while unbuttoning "I came here to clean up my cousin this time. I was completely convinced. With so many messes, my uncle actually assured my cousin to come alone? If it wasn't for me to help, I'm afraid my cousin might not be able to deal with it in three months. Anyway, cousin and Morong are newly married, so it’s too cruel to let cousin travel for so long!"
Gu Xixi chuckled: "As the heirs are distressed!"
"Yes, so we have to let Yu Yan take over the company at home as soon as possible, so that we can carefreely dump the pot." Yin Sichen said very cheerfully.
Gu Xixi chuckled and laughed: "Yu Yan will cry to you if he hears you! He is still crying and howling at Hans' base!"
"Howl, let him howl!" Yin Sichen said with a gritted teeth: "Let them make troubles in front of me every day, and pack up these little cubs fiercely! I don't know where I have so much energy!"
"You still say it!" Gu Xixi gave him a white glance: "Grandma told me that when you were a kid, it was no different from Yin Yuzhan!"
Yin Sichen smiled and said, "I don't admit anything I don't remember anyway."
It was at this time that Xiao A came to him to sign, and Yin Sichen reluctantly said to Gu Xixi: "It's time for a meeting again, and I will tell you later."
"Got it, please go busy." Gu Xixi said: "Let Xiao A stare at your work and rest, don't stay up late!"
"Follow your orders, Madam!" Yin Sichen replied with a smile.
After hanging up the video call, Gu Xixi saw that Yun Morong was still calling Jiang Yihai in the bathroom. Presumably they also had a lot to say.
Two days later, Gu Xixi and Yun Morong formally received an invitation from Mr. Yiran, and they went to the door with gifts.
After two days of finishing and decorating, this villa instantly added a trace of fireworks.
The servants and workers the property company helped found also kept the house organized.
Mr. Yiran, dressed in an off-white silk shirt and white silk trousers with a very comfortable texture, stood at the door to greet them personally.
"Mr. Yiran, it looks good today." Gu Xixi handed the gift to the servant behind Mr. Yiran and greeted him with a smile.
"It's probably a happy event," Mr. Yiran replied with a smile. His eyes fell on Yun Morong's body, and his eyes grew softer.
Yun Morong blinked, and always felt that when Mr. Yiran looked at himself, there was something in his eyes that was unclear.
She was also afraid of being passionate, so she dared not think deeply.
Maybe he saved him twice, so rely on yourself a little,
Probably?
Yun Morong thought secretly.
"Please come in." Mr. Yiran greeted them into the house: "I don't have any friends here. I want to find someone to accompany you for a glass of wine. It's an extravagance. So, I didn't prepare too much wine today, and my body is doomed. Don’t drink too much, so I hope you don’t mind.

"No, we rarely drink." Yun Morong replied with a smile: "Oh, your bottle of champagne is very good, I remember seeing it at the exhibition."
"You just like it." Mr. Yiran invited them to sit down in the living room and said; "Yunjia tea crown is the best in the world, and I will not be ugly. This is what I brought from my hometown, and the taste may not be as good as your Yunjia. It’s good, but it’s not bad. Taste it?"
"Good." Yun Morong nodded with a smile.
Gu Xixi looked east and west, and felt that the light of the villa was a little wrong. He stood up suddenly and said, "Can I walk around and see?"
"Of course, you are free." Mr. Yiran looked at Gu Xixi gently: "If something is wrong, please criticize and correct me."
Gu Xixi wouldn't be polite to him anymore. He looked around the angle and light of the house, made suggestions to the servant, and replaced some curtains or some screens with increased brightness.
Only Yun Morong and Mr. Yiran were left in the living room.
Yun Morong had tasted tea, nodded and said, "This tea is also good."
"Banmen gets an axe." Mr. Yiran looked at Yun Morong with a smile and said, "I only heard about your business from the manager of the property department yesterday. Unexpectedly, the two of you have such a deep background."
After finishing speaking, Mr. Yiran seemed to think of something, and looked at Yun Morong with a little embarrassment: "You wouldn’t blame me for your news? I just wanted to know about you, so I went to inquire. of."
"It's okay." Yun Morong shook her head. Her identity with Gu Xixi was not a secret. In City N, she knew it if she asked about it.
"That's good." Mr. Yiran quickly stood up happily: "I'll take a look at the crock pot stewed in the kitchen..."
Mr. Yiran stood up too fast, and for a while, the sky turned, and he was planted towards the ground.
Yun Morong's eyes were swift, and he caught them all at once.
However, the weight of Mr. Yiran really exceeded Yun Morong's expectations, and the two fell on the sofa together.
As soon as Mr. Yiran raised his head, he saw Yun Morong pressed against the sofa by him, unable to move.
"Yes, I'm sorry!" Mr. Yiran saw that he was in trouble and sat up on the sofa in a hurry. His face was sad and frustrated: "I was really a waste. I can't do such a small thing. Just now, I'm sorry, I'm really unintentional!"
Yun Morong was still doubtful. Hearing Mr. Yiran say this, he suddenly blamed himself for his careful eyes.
Yun Morong sat up straight and said, "Don't say that, you are also unintentional. Let me go to the kitchen to see, you just sit here and rest."
"Mo Rong!" Mr. Yiran suddenly stopped her: "Can I call you like this?"
"Of course." Yun Morong looked at him with a curly eyebrow.
"Then, are we friends?" Mr. Yiran seemed a little shy and didn't dare to look up at Yun Morong.
Yun Morong thought he was very funny, said with a smile: "Okay."
Mr. Yiran seemed to be encouraged, and looked up bravely to Yun Morong: "Then I will invite you to be a guest again, will you come again?"
"Okay." Yun Morong felt more and more at present, like the self in the past, and could not help but softened: "I will visit you often."
Gu Xixi walked downstairs and said: "I just gave the servant some suggestions and changed the color of the curtains for you, so that it looks much better for lighting. Some things that the developers match, some are suitable, Some are not suitable. You are recovering from a serious illness right now, and it is when you need to be in a good mood that too dark curtains are not suitable for adjusting your mood."
"Thank you." Mr. Yiran smiled brilliantly: "I think so too."
When eating at noon that day, Gu Xixi and Yun Morong discovered that Mr. Yiran, who was sick, was really knowledgeable and talented.
He is very good at painting oil paintings, but it is a pity that he can't insist on long-term creation because of physical reasons.
"It turns out that the author of "The Snowy Night" turned out to be you." Yun Morong looked at Mr. Yiran with a surprised expression. "I have seen the exhibition in New York, and I thought it was a very old creator!" I didn't expect it to be you!"
"Really? Have you ever seen my work? I was so surprised and happy." Although Mr. Yiran didn't drink, but because of excitement and excitement, his cheeks were covered with peach red.
"I'm also surprised." Gu Xixi said: "You spent a lot of time creating that painting?"
"Yeah, it took three years to paint." Mr. Yiran replied with a smile: "That picture is drawn by my grandfather. I will never forget that picture. That day was my eighteenth birthday, and my grandfather braved Feng Xue came to the castle where I lived to celebrate my birthday. So, I remembered this scene deeply, and it took three years to paint it."
"It seems that your grandfather has a very good relationship with you." Yun Morong said.
"Yes." Mr. Yiran smiled very sweetly: "The reason why I was protected so well was because of my grandfather's orders. Unfortunately, after my grandfather's death... forget it, don't talk about it, don't affect us. Mood."
Gu Xixi immediately changed the subject: "Yes, yes, say something happy. Mr. Yiran, if you have any help in the future, just call us directly."
"It's too polite to call me Mr. Yiran." Yiran looked at Gu Xixi happily and said, "Speaking of that, I really have something to ask Miss Gu for help! I don't know about this matter Whoever is best please, only you."