Chapter 1206

After this incident, Lu Yanhao never found Ye Ling again.

This day, after recording and inadvertently scanning the date on the mobile phone, ye lingcai suddenly realized that someone had not bothered her for a month.

Out of the workshop, bemi handed over a cup of chrysanthemum tea, and Ye Ling smiled: "thank you! Why are you here? Where's akay? "

"I just came here to do business. I saw akay holding your cup. I went to add water for you specially. Don't worry. I never leave! What else can he do? Seeing me and flirting with me, I'm sure I'm going to do business! "

There are so many intrigues in this business. She was also intrigued. She almost ruined her voice. But she didn't think it was normal. She really worked. Sometimes her voice was too dry to drink. Bami meant to make her feel at ease. Ye Ling understood and appreciated that:

"you know him!"

"We don't know how long you can hold this little god of wealth. Does he dare to slack off?"

In this circle, we all know that any opportunity is fleeting, let alone her obvious background, which is no worse than the nature of money and ticket!

Ye Ling went over with a white eye, and Bami lowered his voice, and then arched over with a smile: "ah, Lingling, are you free at night?"

Looking at her small eyes, Ye Ling felt that it was not good: "what else?"

"The famous King of rotten fruit, Mr. Jia, wants to invite you to dinner again?" Shaking her hands, bemi broke seven fingers in front of her eyes.

Turn over the mobile phone, Ye Ling a black chicken eye flicked past: "seven thousand sold me?"

After a breath, bemi cried out in a straight voice:

"Lingling, you look down on yourself! Am I such a failure? Seven thousand was bought? How about seventy-seven thousand? It's one digit away! And that's only half! "

"Of course, I know that 70000 people despise our spirit. No, Miss Yanyan! However, if you don't take the money of rotten fruit, you can't take it for nothing! This Jia Lu, although is a famous romantic ghost, flower heart radish, but the hand is really generous! Moreover, with his speed of changing women here, maybe tomorrow he will be interested in others! After dinner, if I stare at it secretly, nothing will happen! By the way, I've heard recently that this rotten fruit has taken a fancy to the third place in this model competition and is chasing after it. I also have a picture. Let me show you "

while talking about it, bemi has turned out her mobile phone.

Ye Linggang, squinting his eyes, pushes his hands, but before he touches them, a familiar mobile phone ring rings first. Compared with a silent gesture, Bei Mi steps on the catwalk to the door:

"ouch, boss Jia, Hello, it's me --"

listen to the tone of Bei Mi's legs, Ye Ling shakes his head: just called the king of rotten fruits, this will be I'm flattered again.

The king of rotten fruit?

Well, it's quite appropriate to describe Jia Lu as a beverage maker!

Zhengle can't help it. Suddenly, a message comes into view, and Ye Ling's quiet eyes suddenly freeze with a layer of Frost: [Lu Yanhao has reserved a seat to eat with Yunxi Yi? He clenched his fist a few times. In a flash, Ye Ling almost didn't break his root.

Just at this time, the door of the room opened again, and bemi walked in boasting of her shoulder: "hoo, I'm so tired --"

a flash of inspiration, Ye Ling turned to buckle up her mobile phone:

"Bebe, I'm free tonight! Besides, only tonight is free! Isn't Jia always going to invite me to dinner? I promised, you tell him, dinner is OK, time, place want me to decide! "

The night is like water, the cool wind blows away the hot and dry day, especially refreshing.

At half past seven, Ye Ling appeared at the gate of Yunting hotel. When her eyes fell on the misty and auspicious cloud pattern on the hotel sign, her heart seemed to be pierced by something.

"Welcome, ladies?"

The high-end hotel is very classy. In the hall with water curtain in the middle, there is a western design with elegant style on one side, and a relatively warm Chinese dining table on the other. It is obvious that the integration of Chinese and Western styles and the consideration of both ends are also about to attract family customers. At this time, a toy rocking car is placed in one corner of the hall, while someone is distributing balloons. The huge hall is a little crowded and very lively!

"I have an appointment with my friend, seat 16. How can I get there?"

"Miss, this way, please!"

Under the guidance of the waiter, Ye Ling nodded his thanks and took out the mobile phone from the bright red handbag.

All the way forward, the rest of her eyes were wandering around, passing the seat No. 12, a black dress corner came into sight, her head was lowered a few points, and his hands inadvertently shook, "poof hiss" a soft sound, under the light, a shining red handbag swept through the black trouser legs and landed on the side of a shiny men's leather shoes.

"Oh, my bag - sorry!"

Without even raising his head, he bent over. Ye Ling was about to pick it up. First, Lu Yanhao bent over to pick it up.

"Thank you!"

Reaching out to take it, ye lingcai slowly raised his eyes. Under the soft light, the bright and bright features were clear. Conditionally, Lu Yanhao had already stood up from the sofa chair:

how is she?

Suddenly, a flash of panic and embarrassment passed. Lu Yanhao felt that he had been caught doing something wrong, and he forgot to respond for a long time.

On the other side, suddenly surprised, Yunxi Yi's mouth was wide open, his face was white, and he stood up unconsciously.

The cool line of sight passed by, and Ye Ling saw the little girl sitting on her back in the sofa. She was five or six years old. She was very beautiful, white and clean. At this time, she was wearing a pink Chanel's children's clothing and holding a lovely doll. The table was full of snacks and a dazzling three-layer Barbie mini cake.

The picture of the baby's birthday passed in my head, but it was only a few months ago. Ye Ling's heart was also covered with another layer of frost, and her lips were slightly hooked. She smiled quietly:

"I'm sorry to disturb you, but my lipstick seems to have fallen inside. Can you help me pick it up?"

In a flash, Lu Yanhao bent over again, picked up a lipstick with a black gold shell from the inside of the sofa and handed it to her: "Why are you here?"

With a gentle sound, Ye Ling seems not to hear it. On the opposite side, Yun Xi Yi's vision is suddenly turned to the past: are they familiar? Didn't she already leave? When did you come back? Why doesn't she know?

Just then, an excited male voice came: "Miss Yanyan, here!"

First wave response, ye lingcai turned around and looked at Lu Yanhao, strangely as if they were meeting for the first time: "thank you!"