Even her grandfather, who was closest to her, couldn't figure out her thoughts.

Song Jiheng didn't intervene too much, this kid has always been soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, very assertive, and it's useless to force it.

The simple-minded Ye Yuchen didn't explain, she looked up at the moon in the sky, but remembered the figure that she glanced at during the day.

That handsome and clear figure is really close to a certain cold boy she worshipped in the army compound when she was a child.

After years of not seeing, is that person still as difficult to follow as the wind?

Ye Yuchen smiled at the corner of his lips, his eyes were bright, maybe that person couldn't call it wind, but it was a bit like the cold moonlight far away in the sky, which could only be viewed from a distance and was difficult to touch.

Song Jiheng looked at his granddaughter, holding his cheeks, smiling, and was about to ask, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

It turned out to be the Dongying international student, who was still not convinced, and came to the door with some cases of incurable diseases.

International students from other countries are also energetic and follow behind, wanting to understand the reality of Chinese medicine.

The night at Tzu Chi Medical Centre is destined to be unpeaceful.

The conflict and run-in between Eastern and Western cultures cannot be explained by a few prescriptions.

Compared with the lively Tzu Chi Medical Center, the military compound during the National Day holiday has a delicate atmosphere.

The door of the Ye family was closed, and the Leng family had become a mess.

If he can start fighting now, Leng Aochen's father, Leng Jinsong, can't wait to send it to the door to let his old comrade-in-arms Ye Shaojun vent his anger.

However, people refused to see him, and they didn't even give him a chance to apologize!

Leng Jinsong, who had eaten enough of the closed-door soup, was angry and angry, and finally sent someone to tie up Leng Aochen, a rebel, home.

He was also ruthless enough, and Leng Aochen knelt down with a single stick.

A room full of olive-green uniforms, none of which stood in the way.

Leng Aochen sniffed, stiffened his neck, and said nothing.

Although he is kneeling, although he has been a gentleman since he was a child, his skin is beautiful and exquisite, his temperament is elegant and delicate, and he is an elite returnee with high education, which is unique in the Leng family.

Ten years of studying abroad have changed him too much, and he is like the little fat man in the family photo.

Leng Jinsong looked at him, the more he felt pierced, this is his smash? !

It's simply a scourge.

The whole family is dressed in a straight suit, and his bangs can cover his eyes; people in the Ministry of Public Security say that Leng Aochen is a psychology brick, a rare and scarce talent-

Bullshit!

Don't fool people with the magic stick, which child of the Leng family is not the pride of the army?!

"What's not easy to learn, go and learn applied psychology," Leng Jinsong asked, "Even if you learn the psychology of war, you can still be of some use when you come back." As the eldest grandson of the Leng family, do you think it's appropriate to be a god?"

Leng Aochen doesn't care about his father's slander of his profession, anyway, no one cares about psychology in China, but through the United States TV series, it has been rendered as a crime-solving method similar to a magic stick.

In his life, he doesn't care much about things, especially his reputation.

"Aren't you just that I refuse to marry that little girl from the Ye family?" Leng Aochen got straight to the point, too lazy to detour, "But no matter how hard you force me, I am also determined to withdraw from my family." Don't use my grandfather to threaten me when he is angry, it's impossible to force me to get married. It's better to quit your relatives as soon as possible, so as not to delay other little girls. ”

His eyes glanced downstairs, and there was a rare guest in the house.

Leng Jin was relieved, and he raised his hand to continue to cut this unscrupulous son, "You know that this is not an old man's feudal arranged marriage, and our Leng family doesn't need any marriage to consolidate its position."

This is a blessing that you have cultivated in several lifetimes, and it is a good marriage that you can't look forward to, why are you so confused and have no responsibility?"

At this time, Leng Junrui came upstairs in a military uniform and a straight military posture, and before he could say hello, Leng Aochen smiled cynically.

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