Boss Yan's Cutie Pie

In 2017.

In M Country.

The heavy rain in the afternoon soaked the soil, and the wet cold wind blew through the window with a faint jasmine fragrance. Wen Ran twitched her nose, and the carving tools in her hand accurately copied the lifelike white flowers in her mind.

Wen Ran was one of the last two disciples of Bai Weiliang, who was one of the world's most famous Chinese jewelry craftsman. The other was Wen Ran's senior brother, Zhai Chengjing.

Ten years ago, Wen Ran's grandfather was seriously ill, and the environment where her parents lived was too bad. Her grandfather's last wish was to give this talented granddaughter to his friend, Bai Weiliang, to teach her.

Just like that, Wen Ran came to an unfamiliar M Country.

"Knock, knock, knock-"

Because of the sudden knock on the door, Wen Ran was distracted and the tools in her hand sank. The next second, the white petals broke and fell on the work table.

Wen Ran heaved a sigh of relief. She still couldn't be unaffected by external factors. She put down the tools in her hand and stretched her stiff wrists.

The door was pushed open directly.

It was Zhai Xinyi.

Zhai Xinyi was the younger sister of Zhai Chengjing and the only friend of Wen Ran.

Zhai Xinyi was wearing a pink gauze dress today, which made her look like a fairy, but it couldn't hide her irritable nature.

She stepped on her high heels and took big steps:"Hey, Ranran, why haven't you changed your clothes yet? The banquet has been going on for a while."

Wen Ran looked out of the window. It was already dark, and the bright moon hung high in the upper right sky.

She looked down at the thin petals on the table and said meaningfully, "I carved it for three hours, but now because of you..."

Seeing her aggrieved look, Zhai Xinyi immediately surrendered. She put her palms together and apologized. "It's my fault this time. I disturbed you. I can go up a mountain of swords or down into a sea of fire if you want."

As she spoke, she pulled Wen Ran up from her chair. "But now, hurry up and change your clothes, and then accompany me downstairs to the dinner party."

Wen Ran was pushed into the room. She turned her head halfway and asked, "Why do I have to go?"

"Follow me down first," Zhai Xinyi said reluctantly.

Wen Ran returned to her room and opened the wardrobe.

She chose a cream-white silk dress, which was long enough to reach the middle of her calf. Her waist was folded and tightened, and the Chinese zither in front of her chest was decorated with pleats. It was designed with a side bowknot, which made her look gentle and lively.

This dress was a birthday gift Wen Ran got from her mother.

Sitting on the bed, Zhai Xinyi clicked her tongue and praised, "You look the best in white, don't you?"

Wen Ran was almost sick of hearing this. She didn't reply. She opened the jewelry box, took out the pearl earrings, and put them on.

This pair of earrings was a gift from her father.

Zhai Xinyi walked over and looked at Wen Ran in the mirror.

Wen Ran had a long oval face. The lines of her face were smooth, thin but full of collagen. It had a classical charm and a hint of childishness.

Her eyes were not big, and her eyelids were not very obvious. The shape of her eyes was relatively round, and the corners of her eyes were slightly drooped. Most of the time, she looked listless, but she seemed cute, weak, and lazy.

Her nose was soft, adding a touch of coldness, but because of her slightly round little mouth, her shyness covered her coldness.

She was not stunning at first glance, but even felt a little flat at first glance.

But it was undeniable that she had a classical, gentle, quiet, and scholarly aura.

She was pitiful.

Zhai Xinyi pursed her lips and said in a disappointed tone, "My good sister, when can you start dating?"

Wen Ran stopped putting on her earrings. "Why are we talking about this again?"

"It's a pity that you're not dating." Zhai Xinyi picked up a comb and combed her hair for Wen Ran. "If I were a man, I would date you. I'm willing to be fascinated by you."

Wen Ran was speechless..

Zhai Xinyi bent down and rested her head on the side of Wen Ran. "Do you know, Ranran? I believe whatever you say with that face of yours."

Wen Ran lowered her eyes and bluntly patted Zhai Xinyi on the forehead. "Be serious!"

Zhai Xinyi chuckled. When she saw Wen Ran putting on the jewelry box, she asked, "Are you only wearing earrings and no other jewelry?"

Wen Ran said, "No, I just want to be invisible."

Zhai Xinyi pulled Wen Ran out and said, "Invisible person, hurry up."

The banquet had already begun.

Wen Ran and Zhai Xinyi stood at the corner of the stairs, and the crystal lights high above reflected colorful lights.

Wen Ran glanced at the reception room, politely toasted, and soon found the center.

Bai Weiliang was sitting on a peach wood chair, wearing a traditional Chinese-style gown. On his chest, there was an eye-catching natural jade pendant of Ice Type, which was full of green jade egg-faced diamonds.

His smiling eyes were narrowed, and coupled with his grizzled beard, he looked very amiable.

He was surrounded by a group of people.

Those who could sit close to him were all older businessmen in the jewelry industry or famous jewelry designers. Most of the people who were not seated were young. They stood on both sides like juniors and raised their glasses with them from time to time.

Wen Ran glanced at the accessories on those people. They were indeed valuable, but it was not surprising.

A man in his fifties next to Bai Weiliang waved his hand, and a young woman immediately stepped forward.

The man introduced Wu Yunshan to Bai Weiliang, "Mr. Bai, this is the bronze medalist of Bright Star (Mingzhu). She is a very talented overseas Chinese girl."

Bright Jewelry (Mingzhu) was an international jewelry design competition, which had a high value in the industry.

Wu Yunshan squatted down and said, "Hello, Mr. Bai. It's my honor to meet you."

Bai Weiliang raised his hand slightly to help Wu Yunshan up and said with a kind face, "I've seen your design and you have a lot of ideas."

The man struck while the iron was hot. "She has always admired you and hope to learn more from you."

Bai Weiliang waved his hand and refused euphemistically. "I'm 60 years old, and have one foot in the grave. My two disciples make me sick every day. I still want to live for a few more years. I really can't do anything about it."

The man said, "Mr. Bai, you must be joking. Look at how strong you are. Besides, MR. Zhai is the most promising designer in the industry."

The people around Zhai Chengjing talked about his dazzling achievements in the past two years, but no one mentioned Wen Ran.

Everyone knew that Bai Weiliang had two last disciples.

Zhai Chengjing was 24 years old this year. He had won many championships in the jewelry competition in the past two years and was already a little famous in the industry.

The other one was said to be a Chinese girl named Cynthia.

Rumor has it that Cynthia is a genius. Bai Weiliang wants to promote her work at the right time; There was also a rumor that Cynthia was not talented enough. Bai Weiliang did not want her to come out and make a fool of herself, so he had been hiding her.

Bai Weiliang stroked his beard as the crowd praised Zhai Chengjing. "Chengjing is indeed not bad, but I still have a disappointing little apprentice."

Hearing this, Zhai Xinyi lowered her head and chuckled. She leaned her elbow against Wen Ran and teased her. "Did you hear that? You're such a disappointment! I think Grandpa Bai is your biggest anti-fan!"

Wen Ran half folded her eyelids and sighed softly.

Seeing that she was listless, Zhai Xinyi immediately changed her words and comforted her. "Grandpa Bai just refused Wu Yunshan and didn't want to accept her, so he said that about you."

Wen Ran looked up and saw Zhai Xinyi giving her a thumbs-up. "You're a genius, Ranran!"

Wen Ran was amused by her.

Seeing Wen Ran smiling, Zhai Xinyi took her arm and said, "Look at Wu Yunshan."

Wen Ran looked over and saw that she was still standing respectfully beside Bai Weiliang.

Wen Ran asked, "What's wrong with her?"

Zhai Xinyi asked, "Who do you think is more beautiful, she or I?"

“...”

"Answer me, Ranran."

Wen Ran didn't look at Wu Yunshan carefully at all. She replied firmly, "Of course it's you."

Zhai Xinyi asked again, "Look at the necklace around her neck. What do you think of it?"

Wen Ran walked downstairs. After appreciating it from all angles, she said, "I think this design is too piled up. Anyway, I don't like it very much."

Zhai Xinyi smiled with satisfaction. "Really? She's just so-so."

Wen Ran twitched the corner of her mouth. "You called me down just to ask this."

Zhai Xinyi smiled brightly. "Yes."

Wen Ran was speechless.

Wen Ran said, "Have fun. I'll go to the studio to practice for a while."

Zhai Xinyi held her back. "Don't! You've been staying in the studio all day long. You're nearly decayed."

“...”

"My brother will be here later. He said he has something to talk to you about. Wait a little longer."

Wen Ran looked up at the hall and frowned slightly. "It's too noisy here. Why don't I go to the garden? Will you find me when Christian arrives?"

Her tone was gentle and matched with her face, just like coquetry.

Zhai Xinyi couldn't refuse, so she replied, "Alright."

During the day, Wen Ran was drawing draft design in the pavilion in the center of the garden. Later, when she returned to the studio, she found that a pencil had been dropped.

That set of tools was sent by Wen Ran's mother. She wanted to look for it now.

The garden was not big, and it was full of jasmines.

The stone steps were not dry yet, and the bright moonlight shone on them, which made them feel very slippery.

Wen Ran lifted the hem of her dress slightly and approached the pavilion step by step along the winding stone steps.

She turned a corner, stopped, and looked up to see a person sitting in the pavilion.

A man was sitting opposite her with a cigarette in his mouth.

There was a small spark in his hand. He raised his hand and approached the cigarette butt. He tilted his head slightly, frowned slightly, and lit the cigarette.

Then, he swung the match in his hand, extinguishing the spark. There was only a wisp of smoke left, which slowly dissipated.

Matchstick, light a cigarette?

Wen Ran thought that he might need a lighter.

Wen Ran approached him with bright eyes and sized up the man in the pavilion without hiding anything.

The man also heard the footsteps. He looked up at her and exhaled a mouthful of smoke calmly.

Wen Ran walked to the pavilion and smelled a strong cedary.

She felt as if she had entered a quiet and cold forest, and there was a wooden door in front of her. Behind the wooden door was a fireplace greenhouse.

However, when she met the man's eyes, she instantly felt that the fireplace behind the wooden door was not on fire.

He looked arrogant and indifferent.

Wen Ran withdrew her gaze and walked into the pavilion. She said politely, "Excuse me, I'm looking for something. I hope I didn't disturb you."

This man did not seem to have a pure Asian bloodline. She did not know if he could understand Chinese.

But Wen Ran didn't care. She lifted the hem of her dress and squatted down to look for something.

Yan Wangshu held a cigarette between his fingers and gently rested it on the other side of the table. He looked down at her.

The little girl was wearing a white dress, and her hair slipped down to both sides of her shoulders, revealing her fair neck and skin.

The back of her neck was even more beautiful.

Wen Ran raised her head and met the man's burning gaze.

Being stared at like that, Wen Ran was stunned for two seconds before she said, "Please sit on the other side. I may have dropped my things here."

The man didn't look away. He leaned his wrist on the table and tapped the cigarette with his index finger. The ashes fell on the exquisite cardboard box.

When he did this, the back of his hand bulged slightly, looking a little good.

When the breeze passed through the pavilion, Wen Ran came to her senses. She opened her mouth slightly and was about to say it again in English.

At this moment, the man moved. He stood up and walked to the other side to sit down. With a cigarette between his slender fingers, he casually made a "please" gesture.

Wen Ran thanked him and looked around with her head down.

She couldn't find it.

She looked up in disappointment and saw a black diamond brooch on the man's chest.

Wen Ran looked up and met the man's eyes. Then she slowly stood up and sat down next to him.

There was a faint cedary mixed with the faint smell of tobacco on the tip of her nose.

Not bad at all.

Wen Ran asked, "Do you need a lighter?"

The man withdrew his gaze. The outline of his profile was firm, and there was a faint smile on his face. "No need."

"Or do you need anything else? I can help you."

Yan Wangshu narrowed his eyes. The smile on his face widened, but he looked more indifferent than before. "No need."

Wen Ran licked her lips and moved closer. "Are you a guest tonight?"

Yan Wangshu looked at the girl who was hitting on him and frowned slightly. He took a drag on his cigarette, and before the smoke rings he exhaled dissipated, the cigarette in his hand had been put out on the matchbox.

Seeing that he was looking at her without saying anything, Wen Ran asked again, "Why are you here?"

Yan Wangshu casually found an excuse and tilted his head to look out of the courtyard. "I heard that Mr. Bai has raised a garden of jasmine flowers, so I came to take a look."

Wen Ran turned to look at the garden.

He liked jasmines?

That made things much easier.

Wen Ran walked out of the pavilion and stepped into the mud in the garden with her high heels.

Under the night sky, the garden was black. She stood next to the wall lamp of the stone groove, and her white dress was dyed light green by the reflection of the light.

The little girl bent down to break two jasmines and turned to look at him with a beautiful smile on her face without any makeup.

A poem flashed through Yan Wangshu's mind.

-"Wearing a light green dress, she smiles slightly with no makeup on. Standing in the wind, she is elegant and quiet." The otherworldly figure was the gentlest in the world except the moon.

The corners of his mouth twitched as he turned to look at the bright moon in the distance. In his heart, he thought, "In the end, it's the moon that makes things more beautiful ."

Wen Ran walked to the man's side and sat down, putting the jasmines in front of him.

The two jasmines still had water droplets on them.

Yan Wangshu raised his eyebrows and reminded her that she was in trouble. "Don't you know that Mr. Bai loves these flowers the most?"

"I know."

"Then why did you still pick jasmines?"

Wen Ran smiled. "I'm fine. As long as you like it."