Luo Yidong left, and Leng Yehan was left alone in the study.

The clock is moving with the sound of rain outside the window, and the quiet space makes people feel a little disappointed.

Leng Ye walked to the row of quaint large bookshelves on the wall on the side of the study, and after a few seconds of contemplation, he finally raised his hand and took out an inconspicuous diary from the third floor, on which were written three words - Leng Xiyan.

This is the diary of Leng Xiyan, the sister of Leng Yehan, which records her many happy and unhappy moods. On the face of the diary is a photo of a cold face, with a sunny smile and an incomparably delicate face, which is incredibly beautiful.

Walking back to the table, he gently opened the diary, and Juanxiu's handwriting jumped under the cold eyes.

There are also some small text expressions added casually between the lines, which seem to make people see Leng Xiyan's glances, smiles, and moves, as if her shadow is still in front of her.

"Sister......" looked sad in the cold night, and there was a touch of pain in her eyes.

Close the journal and flip it over, with a bookmark in it. Leng Ye Han twisted the bookmark and opened the page, and the notes that were completely different from Leng Xiyan's handwriting in front of him were presented in front of him. Looking at these handwritings, Leng Yehan's face became a little gloomy.

"Chu Xinran, do you want to know why I did this to you?" After muttering to himself, Leng Yehan shook his head again, "It's not time yet, now...... It's not the best time yet......"

He was waiting, waiting for that moment to come, and he couldn't even tell his siblings. But when will that time be ripe?

The mood became a little indescribably bored again, Leng Yehan put the diary on the desk, leaned on the back of the chair with his eyes slightly closed and rubbed his temples with his hands, he remembered a person in his mind.

Chu Xinran, that girl, doesn't know how she is getting along with Liang Meiting and them now. Knowing Chu Xinran's name, two deep furrows appeared on the cold night's frown.

Leaving Chu Xinran to Liang Meiting was actually to deliberately embarrass her, but Leng Yehan also learned Chu Xinran's unconvinced and stubborn temper, and getting along with Liang Meiting happily is simply a fool's dream, and there is a Le Xin'er who suddenly arrived among these people.

"Xin'er?" Leng Yehan suddenly reacted, why did he let that little scourge run out? She was so restless, she would definitely run to the reception room to make trouble, and when the time came, ......

"Uncle, I'm back!" Le Xin'er was thinking in her heart, and the little girl pushed the door and ran in.

Leng Ye Han opened his eyes suddenly, Le Xin'er ran to him happily, regardless of whether Leng Ye Han Le was happy or not, he went directly into his arms, "I heard my uncle calling my name, are you calling me?"

Looking at Le Xin'er's face that was almost similar to the photo in the diary on the table, Leng Yehan's heart melted instantly, he stroked Le Xin'er's head, and hugged his niece's soft little body, "Yes, Uncle is talking about you, so you ran in." Where did you just go? Are you going to ......?"

Le Xin'er stuck out her tongue and smiled evilly, "Uncle has guessed it, right? I'm going to make trouble for Liang Meiting!"

"There are no rules, no matter what, you have to call her Auntie. Although Leng Yehan said complaining, the doting look in his eyes would not fake, and his fingers gently hooked the tip of Le Xin'er's nose.