The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

Chapter 16: Way of Heaven

The flowers are more beautiful in the fog, and everyone is more handsome in the distance. Standing in the mountains, Cen Baihe has a long body and looks like a star. Standing there is almost a painting.

"Fifth Young Master." After seeing Cen Baihe, the two bodyguards following Boss Cen hurriedly greeted them with a solemn expression on their faces.

Qi Yan glanced at the four people behind Cen Baihe, and then at the two bodyguards who rushed up to greet him. The attitude of this family towards Cen Wuye was like a rare item. In his opinion, this Cen Wuye, except for his poor health, was full of vigor, standing there without speaking, would make people afraid to ignore him.

Cen Baihe did not look at the bodyguards around him. He glanced over the young man standing next to his elder brother, his hands behind his back, his profound attitude completely inconsistent with his baby face.

"Master Qi?" Cen Baihe approached, stood next to Qi Yan, bowed his head and looked at the scenery at the foot of the mountain, and there was a winding river not far away, quiet and beautiful.

Hearing the other party calling himself, Qi Yan returned a smile to the other party.

"How old is the master this year?" Cen Baihe's tone was calm. Although this question seemed a bit abrupt, his expression was serious, which made people think that this question was very important to him.

"Twenty-two," Qi Yan asked back, "Where is Cen Wuye?"

Cen Baihe didn't seem to expect Qi Yan to ask him this question back, his eyelids trembled, "I'm seven years older than you."

When Mr. Cen heard the conversation between his younger brother and Master Qi, he had an unspeakable feeling in his heart. He thought that several fortune-telling masters had said that his brother could live thirty-five-five years, and he was already loved by God. He felt that his brother would grow one year old every year. , Are all silent torture to them.

After talking about his age, Cen Baihe raised his mouth slightly: "It's nice to be young."

Boss Cen almost didn't burst into tears.

"Mr. Cen is young and promising," Qi Yan smiled, "Why praise me."

Cen Baihe laughed lightly, and suddenly said after a long while: "Master Qi said this joke is really good."

The mountain wind blew, Qi Yan squinted his eyes, opened his eyes and then looked at Cen Baihe, his face was indifferent to see through the world, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water.

He looked away and chuckled softly: "Mr. Cen, I never make jokes with strangers."

Cen Baihe looked at him steadily, and said after a long time: "I thought I was in the same car with Master Qi, so I'm an acquaintance."

Qi Yan smiled and shook his head, stretched out his hand in the air and grabbed it, spreading his palm and handing it to Cen Baihe: "Time is like the wind, you can't catch it, but when you spread your hand, why didn't you think about it? In your hands?"

Cen Baihe looked at Qi Yan's hand and did not speak.

Qi Yan smiled, "Mr. Cen, please stretch out your hand."

Cen Baihe glanced at him and slowly opened his palms. His palms were white and thin, and his palm prints were clear. Only the lifeline was intermittent, and the back became blurred.

When he was eight years old, the old man once said to him that it is also a virtue to help someone who is extremely expensive.

Just when Boss Cen thought Qi Yan would say something, Qi Yan didn't say anything. His fingers ran across Cen Baihe's lifeline, and he felt a resistance push his hand away.