Yang Ye did not refuse, and quietly stayed by his side......

Qin Zhenghuang drank the wine, and fell asleep after a while, Yang Ye looked at his brows that were still frowning in his sleep, and couldn't help but reach out and stroke it, sighing in his heart.

Seeing that he didn't react at all, Yang Ye got up and walked out gently. When she arrived in the living room, the housekeeper heard the movement and walked over to her, and asked respectfully, "Young grandmother, who are you?"

"Send me back to the Yang family's old house. Yang Ye smiled tiredly and said.

The butler seemed to be prepared, and after hearing this, he immediately said, "Okay, the car is outside." ”

He opened the door for Yang Ye and sent her out.

Yang Ye stood in the courtyard and looked back at the room on the second floor, the expression on his face was very light, and an inexplicable emotion flashed in his heart.

Immediately, she was relieved again, at least, when he was uncomfortable, she was by his side, and that was enough.

However, just as the car started, the gate opened, and Qin Zhenghuang walked out.

The driver paused for a moment, subconsciously glanced at Yang Ye behind him through the rearview mirror, and stopped the car next to Qin Zhenghuang.

Qin Zhenghuang stretched out his hand to open the car door and sat down, with no emotion on his face, "I'll send you back." He sat down and whispered, then told the driver to drive.

Yang Ye's eyebrows frowned, and he turned his head sideways to look at Qin Zhenghuang's side face, wasn't he asleep?Why did he wake up as soon as he came out?

His brow was still furrowed, his face was flushed with wine, and his jawline was a little tight.

Yang Ye knew that this was a sign that he was in a bad mood.

Fortunately, he didn't mean to force himself not to go back, Yang Ye thought, at this time, he should be careful not to provoke him.

"I'll just go back myself. She muttered quietly, counting as a response.

Qin Zhenghuang, who has always been arrogant and arrogant, was able to come out and take the initiative to send him home, which is really unprecedented. Yang Ye's heart still felt warm.

The car drove along the street in the middle of the night, and Qin Zhenghuang never spoke, squinting his eyes slightly, leaning back in the wide and soft seat, looking extremely tired.

This man's rare weakness was like a point, touching a certain place in Yang Ye's heart, an inexplicable pain hit her whole body, and the feeling became stronger and stronger, and in the end, her fingertips trembled a little, and she sat next to Qin Zhenghuang, and her breathing was suppressed a lot.

"Qin Zhenghuang, everything is a matter of no way, don't be like this. Finally, Yang Ye couldn't stand this low air pressure, stretched out his hand and stroked his arm a few times, and comforted him in a loud voice.

Qin Zhenghuang closed his eyes lightly and agreed lightly, "Hmm." Then he narrowed his eyes again and said no more.

He needed time to think about it, he needed time to digest it......

Yang Ye understood his current mood and didn't say anything more.

The road conditions in the middle of the night were very good, and in less than half an hour, the car arrived at the gate of the Yang family's old house.

The driver stopped the car steadily, and without hearing any instructions from Qin Zhenghuang, he got out of the car with interest and stood below and waited.

"I'm home. Yang Ye subconsciously glanced at Qin Zhenghuang on the side and said.

Qin Zhenghuang still maintained that posture as if he hadn't heard Yang Ye's words, and seemed to be lazily sinking his body into the leather seat, his eyes narrowed slightly, without the slightest reaction.

The location of the Yang family's old house is in the former villa area, not in the noisy commercial area, and it is extraordinarily quiet at night, only the whistling north wind blows, making a gust of whirring sound.

Yang Ye tugged at the corners of her lips and didn't speak again, just looked at Qin Zhenghuang like this quietly, still holding his arm with both hands, and before she heard his reply, she was still sitting next to him and didn't get out of the car.

The driver also saw their stalemate in the car, and slowly paced to the side of the road a little farther away.

I don't know how long it took for Qin Zhenghuang to move, as if he suddenly came to life, first grabbed Yang Ye's hand in his big palm, and then slowly opened his eyes, looking at her with deep eyes.

Let go of her hand and push open the door on her side, Yang Ye followed closely behind, getting out of the car on his side.

Qin Zhenghuang stood opposite Yang Ye, stretched out his big hand and clumsily tidied her hair that was blown by the wind, then bent down and took out her bag from the car, handed it to her, and said, "Go back, it's cold outside." His low, sexy voice seemed even better in a quiet night.

Everything about him has returned to his usual coldness, and even his movements are still so gentlemanly and noble, but at this time, Yang Ye's heart is still as if he is being disturbed by something.

She stared at Qin Zhenghuang for a while before nodding lightly and saying, "Good night, Qin Zhenghuang." Her voice is so soft that it makes people's hearts melt when they hear it.

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door.

"Yang Ye, don't worry. When she walked to the gate, hearing the man's low voice, Yang Ye hesitated for a moment, a smile spread on the corner of her lips, and she looked back.

Qin Zhenghuang stood in place, looking straight at her, that looking back smile, his heart shook suddenly, and a kind of comfort that he had never felt before hit his whole body, and his cranky heart calmed down at once.

Qin Zhenghuang still didn't move, his eyes were a little stunned, and he didn't retract his gaze until he saw Yang Ye's room on the second floor lit up.

"Young master, shall I send you back?" the driver, who was accustomed to observing words, appeared behind him at the right time and opened the car door.

After another two seconds of pause, Qin Zhenghuang got into the car.

Behind the curtain on the second floor of the Yang family's old mansion, Yang Ye quietly watched him get into the car, galloped away, and then lay on the bed with confidence, to be honest, everything that happened today, she also needs to digest.

This night, Yang Ye slept quite steadily, and when he woke up naturally, he opened his eyes, and it was already seven o'clock in the morning.

After washing, when she went downstairs for breakfast, her grandmother had already gotten up, sat on the sofa and watched the news, and when she saw Yang Ye coming downstairs, she stood up with a happy face and greeted the maid, "Open dinner, my granddaughter has to go to work." ”

Yang Ye took a few steps, sat down at the dining table with his grandmother, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I have time." As she spoke, she put the porridge brought by the maid in front of her grandmother, and stirred it with a spoon a few times, "Grandma, your porridge ......"

Yang Ye took care of his grandmother and began to eat, he picked up a glass of milk, took a piece of bread in one hand, and was about to eat it, but heard a voice from the TV news on, "This morning, a building under construction in the western suburbs of the new city collapsed, and the incident killed two construction workers......