After thinking about it, Yu Xiaoxiao slowly stood up from the chair: "let's go to see the house first. If there is no problem, sign the contract immediately."

"No problem..."

Half an hour later, the mobile phone that was set to vibrate rang, and a text message jumped out of the notice bar.

He subconsciously took a look, slightly gathering his eyes and turning back: "how is it going?"

It seems that everything is on the right track, but if there is any flaw in the way, Yu Xiaoxiao temporarily decides not to rent it, all previous efforts will be in vain.

I don't know what the person at the other end of the phone said, but ye ran breathed a long sigh of relief.

His exaggerated reaction immediately attracted Qi Qingfeng's attention. He sat still and said nothing

Ye ran whistled and turned to Qi Qingfeng, who was sitting on the sofa. "It's done. Little miss has paid the deposit to sign the contract."

"I see." Put down the document in his hand, Qi Qingfeng's mouth broke into a faint smile.

As his eyes turned, ye ran narrowed his narrow eyes. He looked for a long time, and then said, "Sir, why do you know that she is Yu Xiao when you see her at the first sight?"

There are so many similar people in the world. Moreover, the current cosmetic technology is so developed

Although he thought so, he didn't have the courage to say these words at all.

His words immediately aroused Qi Qingfeng's suspicion, and he put the document aside.

His fingers moved, and he got up slowly and walked to Ye Ran's face.

After looking at each other for a long time, he leaned forward slightly and supported himself on the railing of the hospital bed: "what do you want to say?"

Subconsciously avoided Qi Qingfeng's eyes, and he gently stroked the bridge of his nose with his hands: "I just think it's too hasty? So far, we haven't investigated her identity... "

By the time we got here, everything was clear.

Eyes light a collect, he light squint Mou son, straight hook of see to leaf ran.

Sharp eyes seem to be able to see ye Ran's heart.

All of a sudden was seen through the mind, his heart suddenly Deng.

He chuckled softly, his face was indescribable embarrassment.

After a long silence, he took a deep breath, which made him look into Qi Qingfeng's eyes: "there's a saying called the fans of the players, I just think that Mr. Qi should find time to contact her more?"

"Say something straight." Qi Qingfeng, who was interrupted to meditate, lowered his eyelids and said a faint word.

She pressed her lips hard, but ye ran hesitated again and again, saying all the words in her heart.

"Sir, Miss Anne, that is Miss Yu, after all, has been missing for so long, should we investigate her experience in this period?"

Ye ran thought for a moment, and was still called Miss Yu.

"Do you mean that Yu Xiaoxiao is fake?" Hearing Ye ran calling Miss Yu, Qi Qingfeng looks up at Ye ran, his face is expressionless, and his tone is light as water.

Nevertheless, ye ran still knows Qi Qingfeng is angry, and not just angry.

Ye ran secretly scolds herself, and suddenly wants to smoke her mouth. At the beginning, he and epland all agreed to let Annie and middot Hathaway pretend to be Yu Xiaoxiao.

When Qi Qingfeng woke up, he also secretly expressed that he thought Anne middot Hathaway might be Yu Xiao. When he thought of this, ye ran was depressed. Was it his own face.

"I......" I don't know what to say, but ye Ran is worried.

This time, Qi Qingfeng will see the flaws in his words. If he really asks, he will die!

"Anne & middot; Hathaway is Yu Xiaoxiao, my wife." Unexpectedly, Qi Qingfeng's face sank abruptly, and his tone was determined.

He glanced at Ye ran coldly, and passed his eyes gloomily.

He can't be wrong, that's his little man, who has been away from him for two years.

"Yes, sir." Qi Qingfeng's cold voice really surprised Ye ran, but instead let him relax.

Fortunately, Qi Qingfeng only cares about Yu Xiaoxiao, and doesn't realize the loopholes in his speech.

Secretly relieved, ye ran sighed, fortunately, in this way, their plan can still be implemented.

On the other side, Yu Xiaoxiao, who was very happy, hummed to song Qingfeng's villa to prepare for the move.

"Miss Anne, you are back." Yu Xiao just stepped into the villa and heard the gentle voice of the servant, "are you hungry or not? I'll help you cook."

"No, thank you." Eyes half closed, slightly curved, smile at the user.

She walked briskly to her room. Yu Xiaoxiao glanced at the room. There were not many things belonging to her.

"Now, pack up and move." Mischievous hit a ring finger, Yu Xiaoxiao began to act.

Fold your clothes, put them in the open trunk, and put miscellaneous things in the storage box.

Hearing the confused noise from Yu's small room, the servant went to see what happened, but was stopped by his eyes.

"What are you doing, Miss Anne?" The voice almost changed in surprise.

"Move, I've found a place to live." Stop the action in his hand, Yu Xiaoxiao smiled in embarrassment and replied, "I'm sorry, it's too loud, I'm a little lighter."

"Nothing, Miss Anne." After a moment's hesitation, the servant who immediately returned to his senses said a word and left in a hurry.

Just walked downstairs in the hall, the servant immediately dialed song Qingfeng's phone.

Doodle doodle, the phone was soon connected.

"Sir, Miss Anne is back, but she's moving away." Before waiting for the other side to speak, the servant hurriedly reported the news to song Qingfeng.

Hearing the news of Yu Xiaoxiao's return, song Qingfeng was shocked by the servant's next words before he could be happy.

He was filled with anger, and then he put down his work and drove back to the villa.

Speed up to a very fast, song Qingfeng died to close thin lips, eyes gloomy constantly rolling.

Yu Xiaoxiao, are you really in such a hurry to leave?

After running several red lights, song Qingfeng, who hurried back to the villa, happened to bump into Yu Xiao, who was carrying a suitcase and had already stepped out of the gate.

"Small!" There was a loud cry.

Yu Xiaoxiao is surprised to look back and see the coldness on Song Qingfeng's face and the anger in his eyes.

The lips are moving, the tiny voice overflows, with a bit of heart failure, "teacher, you are back."

"I'm going to leave without saying goodbye." Song Qingfeng's lips hook, a sarcastic smile hanging on his face, "is it waiting to leave to tell the teacher?"