"Do you want to catch up and ask clearly?"

As if afraid of disturbing her, Ling Xize asked softly.

Si Sheng, who was trapped in his thoughts, was startled to remind him to come back to his senses, his eyebrows and eyes became colder, and his voice was cold and hard: "No."

She didn't even know that Yi Zhongzheng and the old master knew each other, and now she didn't know whether she should doubt her and the old master knew each other. She deliberately arranged the inheritance of the Baixiao Hall Master.

What's more, since Yi Zhongzheng and the old master did not mention the past to her, he must have deliberately kept it from her. If she ran over to ask, she could only get perfunctory answers.

Baixiaotang, Yi Zhongzheng, Si Mingsheng, Yi poetry, drawings...

Si Sheng really didn't expect that these words would actually be involved.

According to the information revealed by the old hall owner: Yi Shici once stole Yi Zhongzheng's drawings to Si Mingsheng, which led to a breakdown in the relationship between Yi Shici and Yi Zhongzheng.

So, what are the drawings?

Why did Yi Shici steal drawings to Si Mingsheng?

Is the "dirty thing" mentioned by the old master referring to this matter, or is it not just this?

...

Just as Si Sheng was lingering in his heart by many doubts, Ling Xize next to him slowly spoke, "After the New Year, Si Ming's grand event will hold a seventy birthday banquet."

Si Sheng looked sideways and moved his hand. He realized that she was still holding Ling Xize's hand tightly. He was stunned and quickly let go, and at the same time he opened the distance from Ling Xize.

But Ling Xize suddenly grabbed her with his backhand.

His palm was thick and warm, and he easily wrapped her hands in it. It was a bit rough, and his skin was prickly and itchy when it was pressed against each other, but it was not that unbearable.

With his pores relaxed, Si Sheng felt a little embarrassed and wanted to pull his hand out, but he saw him handing him an item, snatching her hand slightly, and stuffing it into the palm of her hand.

He said, "You only bring one piece, you can make do with it."

Si Sheng lowered his eyes and looked.

It was a hand warmer sticker, plastic packaging, but it was not cold, it was all the remaining warmth in his pocket.

He slowly closed his fingers and Si Sheng held the warmer in his hand.

Putting aside the embarrassing emotions at the right time, Si Sheng took it naturally and said generously: "Thank you."

"It's not just because I'm old, right?" Ling Xize asked casually.

After receiving this affection, Si Sheng held the hand warmer sticker, tore open the packaging, and said lazily: "I can't think of it and went swimming for a winter swimming, that's it... From your tone, do you still know some things about the Si family?"

She underestimated the topic and did not know whether it was intentional or deliberate, but Ling Xize could not ask again.

Ling Xize looked at her quietly, raised her eyelids and asked, "Do you know the Si family?"

"I started my business in decoration design, but later switched to the antique business. Twenty years ago, Si Shangshan started from scratch."

Concise and concise.

Si Sheng really doesn't know much.

She was not interested in the matters of the Si family. At the same time, because it was a "family matter", it was taboo to let Bai Xiaotang investigate. She glanced at the news found on the Internet. For more, she knew nothing about it.

Ling Xize was surprised by her information. After thinking about it, he helped introduce: "Si Mingsheng is an engineering architect. More than 20 years ago, he participated in a national-level bridge building and became famous in one fell swoop."

"Is that right?" Si Sheng was a little strange.

"What's strange is that he only designed this project." Ling Xize said calmly, "He has studied architecture, but he has not made any achievements before. Since this time, he has never heard of him participating in any architectural design."

Si Sheng quickly remembered the drawings mentioned by the old hall master just now, "You mean..."

"This is just a guess. However, you can ask your grandfather."

Si Sheng narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is there any?"

Ling Xize continued to introduce:

"The Si family used to do furniture business, but the market was in slump. It was more than 20 years ago that Si Mingsheng suddenly transformed into custom decoration. He targeted the upper class and added institutional elements to decoration and furniture. Over time, he became famous."

"Later, the market competitiveness was great, and Si Mingsheng was involved in the antique business. He gained the glory of his identity as an architect and made many connections and made easy work, so the business became bigger and bigger."

"Now the Si family focuses on decoration design and antique market, and their descendants are basically moving closer to these two directions."

After introducing Si Mingsheng and his history of making a fortune, Ling Xize briefly mentioned a few words about the descendants of the Si family.

Si Shangshan is a self-employed person and does not interfere in the Si family's business at all. Now the Si family is managed by Si Shangshan's brother and sister, who is responsible for the antique business and the sister manages the decoration design.

In the next generation, except for Si Shangshan’s Si Shang and Si Fengmian, there is only one worth mentioning.

"Si Bing, graduated from Jingli, you are a major in the university and you have a master's degree in archaeology. Now he works in the archaeological team. Si Mingsheng gradually lets him manage the antique business and should have high hopes for him."

After all, there is only one more competing person, and it is difficult to not place high hopes.

Hold the hand warmer in the palm of your hand, and stick the hands together. The heat is transferred bit by bit, and the cold fingers gradually warm up.

After being popularized, Si Sheng said with a tweet voice: "You know a lot."

Ling Xize looked at her meaningfully.

After hearing about the blood relationship between Si Sheng and Si Shangshan, he asked Butler Lu to investigate the Si family, which he had just learned about not long ago.

But, I can't talk to Si Sheng.

His tone was slightly deeper, "Common sense."

“…”

Si Sheng was speechless for a moment.

After a while, she stood up and said, "I have eaten, given gifts, and there are unexpected gains, so let's go back."

“zero?”

As soon as he stood firm, Si Sheng heard Ling Xize's lowered magnetic voice, his body shook, and his eyes slanted down.

Under her gaze, Ling Xize shook the drone in his hand and stood up.

He stood straight, flipped the drone, tapping his finger on the ginkgo leaves engraved on the ground, and his tone was slow: "It's a solid one."

Si Sheng looked at him in surprise and looked at the ginkgo mark on the drone. He immediately thought of the machine box for the winter solstice - the one she gave for the winter solstice was made by her own hands and also engraved with the ginkgo mark.

She could not recognize the evidence before after being tentatively tested, but now she has sent the evidence to someone in person, so she can't accept it even if she wants to.

She was helpless, "You even pay attention to the lottery gift?"

"Well, I will never forget it." Ling Xize curled his lips.

"The tail is raised up." Si Sheng laughed and pinched the hand warmer with his right hand, with bright eyebrows and eyes. "What, do you want me to reward you with golden eyes and give you a set of signature books?"

Knowing that she is zero, Ling Xize is not the first one, such as Yi Zhongzheng, her senior sister, and white who has been with her.

Si Sheng doesn't care about being known.

The reason why it is not proactive is that it will cause unnecessary trouble.

Not to mention that she is an eighteenth-tier star with no works, she is just talking about her being a cartoonist who is digging up all day long to draw and create... Where is her personality trait? What can she use to suppress people at that time? Will she rely on a few comic books that are thick without bricks?

But if she is really discovered, she will not be vain.

Ling Xize even took Joe and said, "That's so sorry."

“…”

After giving him a roll of eyes, Si Sheng turned his head and left.

Ling Xize followed closely behind, "Every book must be signed."

“…”

"Draw another picture."

“…”

"Write a message."

“…”

Si Sheng turned around unbearable, gritted his teeth and said, "Where are you looking for a slap?"

"Reward my ignorant eyes."

Ling Xize turned a blind eye to her threat, smiled with a vivid and elegant smile, and used her words to block her.

Si Sheng: "..."

Be convinced!

*

Night is approaching.

The bay window was pushed open, and the north wind was covered with snowflakes, which expelled the sultry indoors with a fresh and refreshing smell.

The heavy books that were spread out on the bay window were opened for a few pages, and the words that caught my eye were black and red, densely packed with words. The red fonts were beautiful and small, and the handwriting was neat, occupying the gaps on the entire page. - All were notes.

Xiao Ni retreated, squinted his eyes at the book, and as soon as he was about to pick it up, he heard the phone on the quilt vibrating slightly.

He walked over, picked up his phone and saw that it was a transfer information.
To be continued...