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He closed his eyes and felt a heavy weight and a sense of uneasiness press against his heart.

Ye Jinxin was the only one that was hard for him to control.

The hall was lit only by the wall lights, and the gloom of the room was even more stifled by the gloom in his heart.

Finally, Huo Tindong picked up the phone and dialed a number that was very familiar to him.

Even though it was late at night, the call was quickly picked up

Cheng Yiran hurriedly said a few "Yes".

After hanging up, he threw his schoolbag on the table, bent down to put out his cigarette in the ashtray, and left the room.

When he came out of the bathroom, Cheng was sitting at the head of the bed, drinking a cup of yogurt and reading a book.

As he wiped his hair with a towel, he looked up and asked casually, "What did you drink?"

This was the first time he ever took the initiative to ask himself about such a small matter.

Cheng Yiran turned the page, trying not to show his excitement as he casually replied, "Yogurt, I heard it can help with digestion."

"Is that so?" He threw the towel on the table, took a cigarette from the coffee table, lit it, and put it to his lips. "What brand?" he asked slowly. "Is it good?"

Cheng Yiran truly felt that the sun had risen from the west today.

Huo Tinton had actually asked her so many boring questions. Before, she didn't even dare to mention these words. Who didn't know that the CEO Huo would be so kind as to let him waste his time? It was equivalent to playing with his life.

Cheng Yiran frowned, pretended to pick up the yoghurt box and looked at it, "It seems to be the recently sold rather popular An Mushi, so the taste is still quite good."

He sat down on the sofa and nodded.

Finally, Cheng Yiran couldn't resist asking, "Why did you ask about this yogurt today?"

Huo Ting Dong squinted his eyes, then used his pinky finger to shake the ash on his cigarette, "That girl in my house doesn't eat properly recently. I want to see what you girls usually like to eat, so I can buy some for her when I have time."

Cheng Yiran's heart, which was originally filled with anticipation, was suddenly pushed back to the bottom of the valley. His expression froze, and after a long while, he finally spoke in a muffled voice.

Of course she knew who the little girl Huo Ting Dong was talking about. She was Ye Jinxin, a girl with the surname Ye, but she kept calling Huo Ting Dong her father.

It had to be said that Huo Tinton truly treated this kid like a precious gem, a piece of meat in his eyes.

She had long since discovered that as long as the Huo Family called, Huo Tindong would run faster than any phone call. That person called Ye Jinxin was clearly eighteen years old, and when a high school student went to and from school, Huo Tindong would actually personally go to pick up the call every day. Only when he was extremely busy and couldn't get out of bed would he hand the task over to the driver, Zhou Hao, who had been driving for more than ten years.

If it really was his father, then no matter how much he loved him, it would still be acceptable.

But Ye Jinxin was still surnamed Ye! Even though he had been raised for many years, it wasn't his blood that flowed through his body.

Seeing his uncontrolled love, Cheng was gradually confused. What kind of position did Huo Tindong use to love this child?

He took off his bathrobe and put on his white shirt and his black iron trousers. After he was done, he picked up his watch from the table and said to Cheng, "I've got a long bag for this room. If it's convenient for you, you can bring your things here."

"Heh." Cheng Yiran couldn't help but chuckle. "Do you want to hide a treasure now?"

Huo Ting Dong smiled without saying a word.

Seeing that handsome side of his face, Cheng YingRan suddenly felt very desolate. The loneliness and grievance in his heart exploded at this seemingly very warm moment. The woman couldn't resist saying hoarsely, "Tinton, can we not go tonight?"

Huo Ting's eastern watch belt froze. He was stunned for a moment before replying, "Don't think too much about it. Go to sleep."

As he spoke, he lowered his hands, preparing to leave.

Even though I look like a tough guy, but in the end, I still love you so much, your woman!

He pulled her hand away from his waist, but Cheng Yiran was very strong, and just as he let go of her hand, he caught up with her again. He sighed, lowered his hand, and said to the person behind him, "Ying Ran, didn't we agree on this right from the start? I don't love you, and you don't love me either. We're just going our separate ways. If you can meet someone better, I'll bless you and let you go anytime. You should be able to understand what I mean, right? "