"Lin Qingyan is like Xiao Yiting's pigtail. You have to grasp his pigtail to get more benefits from him!" Ye Guanghui sneered, "love is lost. It seems that he inherits his father and will fall on women sooner or later."
When it comes to Xiao Yueyuan, ye zhishuo is infuriated. "It's natural that his father should pay off his son's debts. I want to double the debt his father owes me and my mother."
For ye zhishuo's sudden anger, ye Guanghui caught the opportunity and said, "since you have this determination, why do you shrink back when the opportunity comes?"
After a period of silence, ye zhishuo said to ye zhishuo, "I can cooperate with your decision, but please don't do any harm to your face. She is innocent."
Anyway, he said yes.
In order to arouse ye zhishuo's desire for revenge, he pretended to promise: "as long as she contributes to ye, I will not hurt her, but also support you together!"
"Ye Xuechang, are you back?" After Song Yueyue opened the door, she pointed to the kitchen, "Qing Yan is cooking. It's ready right away."
"She's cooking?" Ye zhishuo's brow was wrinkled tightly. He ran into the kitchen and took away the spatula in her hand. He said seriously, "let you have more rest. How did you get into the kitchen?"
Lin Qingyan was startled by Ye zhishuo, who suddenly appeared. She reached for the shovel in his hand and said with a smile, "I'm not sick again. Besides, I've been resting all day. Now I'm cooking, and it's time to move my muscles and bones."
Ye zhishuo couldn't help joking, "how can you say that like an 80 year old woman?"
"I grow old before I grow old." She buried herself.
"Don't talk nonsense. You look like a girl when you are 80 years old."
Lin Qingyan felt that ye zhishuo's mouth was like honey. She grinned and said, "senior, is there anything happy? How nice to talk to? "
"Is it?" Ye zhishuo awkwardly scratched his head, "probably to see you too happy, accidentally told the truth."
Lin Qingyan was a little embarrassed and pointed to the fried food, "senior, please help me to put the food on the table. I can cook another soup to eat."
"Good." Ye zhishuo felt that his words were a kind of adventure.
He knows that Lin Qingyan just treats him as his elder brother. This kind of words overload her.
Like a person, when you see each other, eyes and topics are basically in that person.
As a bystander, song Yueyue can see clearly.
"Come on, chin Yan, eat more." Ye zhishuo brings Lin Qingyan vegetables.
"Thank you." Lin Qingyan was not used to it, but he accepted it out of politeness.
"Cough..." Song Yueyue coughed deliberately.
Ye zhishuo is unavoidably embarrassed. Holding chopsticks, he doesn't know what to do.
Lin Qingyan responded quickly, "come on, Yueyue, your favorite fried meat. It's spicy. Take it easy."
"Yes, thank you." Song Yueyue deliberately has a lovely voice like a child.
The atmosphere of the meal suddenly relaxed.
After dinner, Lin Qingyan wants to do the dishes. He is stopped by Ye zhishuo, "you are a guest in my house. How can you do the dishes?"
"Ye Xuechang, you live in such a big villa, didn't you hire a servant?"
Lin Qingyan remembers that he mentioned their servants in the morning, but he didn't see anyone all day.
"She She has something to go back to. She'll be back in a few days, so I'm really sorry today. I didn't buy any food to put at home, and I'll trouble you to buy it in the mall. " Ye zhishuo originally planned to take Lin Qingyan out to eat after work, but he didn't know that she had cooked the meal.
On the way back, I thought of Lin Qingyan's words: I have already cooked a meal.
Heart can not say the warmth and steadiness.
I can't help but hope that it would be nice to be with Lin Qingyan.
"Ye Xuechang, please don't be polite to us. It should be Yan Yan and I who bow and thank you." Song Yueyue bowed to him as she said, "thank you for your care and help, and for taking care of our family."
"Should be, should be..." Ye zhishuo was flushed with praise.
"Ah, Yan Yan, I suddenly feel that ye Xuechang is quite suitable for you." As soon as ye zhishuo came into the kitchen, song Yueyue took her shoulder and asked quietly, "are you honest? Have you changed your mind?"
"What's the change of heart?" Lin Qingyan didn't understand her meaning.
Song Yueyue pointed to the direction of the kitchen and asked: "I don't believe that you and ye Xuechang are just Xuechang Xuemei relationship!"
Lin Qingyan gouged out her eyes and expressed his indignation: "if other people misunderstand me, even you say so."
"Others? Who is it? " Song Yueyue saw that her expression had changed. She guessed carefully: "is Xiao Shao?"
"Yes, he always thinks that the person I like is not him, but ye Xuechang."
"This is the so-called spectators, you are not the same, discerning people can see that Xiao Shao cares about you, but you insist that the person he loves is Zhong Fuyu, now OK, complete the fox spirit!" Song Yueyue sings for her, but she can't help but wonder, "Yan Yan, you say Xiao Shao is such a principled person. He doesn't seem to be a comeback. How can he suddenly make up with Zhong Fuyu? What's the matter with him?"Song Yueyue thinks that even if we want to make up, we will make up before we meet again. How can we wait until now.
"She's pregnant." She said in a calm tone, as if to say something irrelevant.
In fact, her heart is not calm.
"Pregnant?" Song Yueyue's eyes were wide open, and her face was inconceivable, "this What's the matter? "
Lin chin Yan said with a bitter smile, "what's going on between them? I don't want to think about it any more. Now I just want to have a good life."
At the thought of what Xiao Yiting said last night, her heart is like a basin of ice water pouring down from her head. In this cold season, it is especially sobering.
Even if you still love him, you should restrain yourself.
"Yan Yan, I'm sorry, I really don't know what happened..." Song Yueyue regretted that she had been matching them. "Since it is like this, there's nothing to miss. Let them live forever, and you will meet a better man in the future!"
Knowing that Zhong Fuyu is pregnant with Xiao Yiting's child, song Yueyue's good impression of this male god is greatly reduced.
She always thinks that Xiao Yiting loves Lin Qingyan, but now, she has to believe what Lin Qingyan said before. Xiao Yiting takes her as a shield for his feelings with Zhong Fuyu.
The more comforting it is, the more uncomfortable it is.
Don't want to be trapped in this mood, she asked with a smile: "will you accept me tonight?"
Song Yueyue pulled away from her indignation and looked at her, "what do you want to take in? My house is your house. You can stay at any time! "