Chapter 190

"Mo jingxun used to be the one who wanted to take your position as president. Don't you care? Give him a chance to exercise? " However, Mo jingxun's silly child did not know that this was mo Jingyao's revenge.

Well, jealous.

The jealous Mo Jingyao is a little cute.

"That's what the hell means, not him."

"You all know that."

"I know."

"This lady, our lady has invited you in." Yu sezheng is discussing Mo jingxun with Mo Jingyao. The woman before her comes out.

Looking at her expression, also more respectful than before.

At this time, he was waiting to take her in to meet the girl.

She did.

Skinny and bony.

"Good." The metaphor rises.

Mo Jingyao also followed up, "I will accompany you." She did not say, he also guessed that she was going to be treated again.

However, the little woman likes it, and he supports her unconditionally.

"I'm sorry, Mo Shao. As our young lady said, we only saw this young lady, and all the others were gone." The woman respectfully stopped Mo Jingyao from following up.

"Little color..."

"Jingyao, you wait for me here. I'll come out in a moment and then go home together."

She said "home," not anything else.

With the word "home", Mo Jingyao seemed to have been hit by a acupoint. He quietly settled there and never followed in.

With the woman, Yu se entered the farmyard again.

Through a long corridor.

Just when she thought it was coming.

A turn.

You see a door.

The carved iron gate is magnificent and beautiful.

It turns out that the farmyard still has a unique cave.

The courtyard is deep and deep.

The iron door opens gently.

Purple everywhere.

That's hyacinth.

In the middle of hyacinth is a white villa.

Outside hyacinth are ornamental pines and cypresses.

Standing in the door, Yu se was shocked by the beautiful scenery in front of her.

"This island is the property of your lady's family?" Otherwise, it is impossible to have a delicate farmyard in front of you, and the girl's residence in the back.

"Naturally, our Lin family's industries are all over the world, but our young lady likes to live in T city."

"She likes hyacinth?" In her cognition, girls who like purple prefer not to forget me.

Don't forget my flower name, with a little bit of sentimental flavor, it is sentimental as a fashion girl's favorite flower name.

Or the expectation of the other half of your life.

If you meet, don't forget.

But at this moment, for the first time, she found that there were girls who loved purple and hyacinths for the first time.

One is beauty.

The whole piece is more beautiful.

The beauty is so beautiful that people just want to breathe gently and walk into the flowers step by step.

However, this is only Yu SE's first sight of the idea, walking, her eyes color on the cold su.

"Yes, miss. Hyacinth is my favorite."

Do you know why she likes hyacinth

"My dead mother likes it." As a result, waiting for the woman to answer, the door of the villa opened, and the girl stepped out gently. She stood in front of the door and looked at her metaphor slowly with a smile.

Yu se only felt a deep grief. The girl liked it only because her mother liked it.

"What about the pines and cypresses outside the garden?" The girl is smiling at her, she is also smiling back at the girl.

A feeling of sympathy began to run in my heart.

The girl's mother is dead, her mother is nothing.

All of them are motherless children.

"I like it." Low and weak voice, but give people a sense of firmness.

"Well, I thought your father liked it." Then the hyacinth in the garden is the symbol of her mother, and the pine and cypress outside is the symbol of her father.

But she never thought that it was she who liked it.

Hearing the word "father", the girl curled her lips, "I don't have a father."

The metaphor was stunned and then relieved. Therefore, girls like pines and cypresses.

She should be as strong as the pine and cypress, and thrive like the pine and cypress.

"Metaphor of color." In front of the girl, metaphor introduced herself.

"Lin Ruoyan."

When she said these words word by word, the woman who drew the metaphor had already been stunned.

Standing on the path full of hyacinth, he looked at Lin Ruoyan, "Miss Miss, you... "

I didn't expect Lin Ruoyan to speak.I didn't think of color.

This is the only mistake she made about Lin Ruoyan.

"When did you want to talk?" With Lin Ruoyan into the white villa.

Inside, it's the same pure white.

This full of white, just to tell the metaphor color, Lin Ruoyan is how much like white.

"Just now."

"Thank you for your trust." He also sat on the sofa.

The woman who followed quickly brought two cups of coffee.

Two cups of mocha, curling out of the hot steam, in this very low air-conditioned living room, it is particularly warm.

"The coffee is delicious." Lin Ruoyan said with a smile.

"Little Miss, are you really able to talk? " Although women have always heard Lin Ruoyan speak, but still can't help asking out.

"Well, yes, all the time."

"Always?" The woman froze.

"I don't want to say that."

"Miss, you should have told me." When the woman heard this, she burst into tears. "You don't know. I've been worried to death these years."

"Aunt Feng, I know you're worried about me. I think I've met Miss Yu now. I can't die for a while. You can go and pour yourself a cup of coffee, and then have fun."

"Puff", the metaphor color smile spurt, if not the hand covers the mouth, the coffee directly spurts, "Miss Lin, you are really humorous."

"I'm glad to know you're here."

"Coincidentally, I didn't know you lived here."

"Jin Zheng brought you here." Lin Ruoyan took another sip of coffee. She sipped her coffee in small sips, and then she had a serious aftertaste. She looked very cute and cute.

The bottom of his heart is sour and astringent, "do you all know?"

"Yes, I'll know as soon as you get on the island."

If you think about it, it's nothing strange. The island belongs to the Lin Ruoyan family, which is the private property of her family. As long as she wants to know, she will know.

So, she will know where the surveillance is installed.

"Do you usually live here?"

"My mother graduated from Qimei No.1 middle school."

"So, occasionally, do you live near Kai Mei No. 1 middle school?" Such a calculation, she met Lin Ruoyan in the pharmacy of Qimei No.1 middle school that day, which was also normal.

"Yes, but rarely. I still like it here. This is my mother's house." When Lin Ruoyan talks about her mother, her eyes will be darkened unconsciously.