Cheng Yiyue's righteousness was so strong that people couldn't bear to look at it directly, Han Yifan was speechless for a while, and after a long while, he continued to speak: "Yiyue, I also heard a general meaning of the words just now, listen to my brother, don't provoke the Jiang family." ”

Cheng Yiyue was silent for a while before nodding, his voice slightly gloomy: "I know that now the Jiang family's head of state is reused, even if I don't think about myself, I have to think about the Cheng family." ”

"It's not as good as it used to be, you know. After a pause, Han Yifan continued to speak, and his tone was heavy: "Not for at least ten years." ”

As the words fell, the carriage entered a strange silence.

Bustling streets, brilliant and gorgeous signboard lights, and crowded streets......

The prosperous scenery flashed by outside the car window like a picture scroll, and Cheng Yiyue recalled for no reason that he and Shufen walked hand in hand on a similar street a few months ago, and he couldn't stop the slightest pain in his heart.

Decade......

Ten years later, the scenery is still the same, where is the beauty?

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The scene in the shopping mall was just a small episode, the car slowly stopped in front of the beautiful apartment, Cheng Yiyue got out of the car and looked around and said with a smile: "Brother Yifan, when did you hide such a good place, you didn't notify me to buy a set, it's really not interesting." ”

"Okay, don't be poor, how can I compare to your Weilan community, come in, aren't you anxious to see the little bean sprouts?"

Cheng Yiyue walked into the house with a beautifully packaged gift box and was pulled by something before he took two steps on his trouser legs, he lowered his head and saw the pocket dog in Han Yifan's mouth.

He looked up and looked around the room, but he didn't find a figure and couldn't help but ask Han Yifan on the side: "Brother Yifan, didn't you say that Yan Yan has been holding this dog all day long?"

Han Yifan raised his chin at the staircase: "You can find it yourself." ”

Cheng Yiyue glanced at the staircase suspiciously, and muttered to himself: It's so mysterious, shouldn't Yan Yan not be here at all......

"Don't believe it?" Han Yifan raised his eyebrows slightly: "If you don't believe it, then you can wait here, and you can see it when she comes down." Ignoring Cheng Yiyue, he walked to the staircase by himself.

In the gym, Cheng Xiyan restrained his breathing, exhaled slowly, and inhaled slowly, not immediately slacking off and gasping for breath just after finishing a round of running.

Although she was tired and wanted to collapse on the ground immediately, Han Yifan's words were kept in her mind. Three minutes of resting on the spot was enough to adjust her breathing, and she stretched out her white and tender little paws to rub them on her face, and the little paws immediately became wet.

Cheng Xiyan didn't care about these small details, looked at the front firmly, and entered the state to start the next round of fancy running.

Han Yifan leaned against the door with his hands on his chest, looking at this scene from afar, with a comfortable smile on the corner of his mouth. The footsteps were near, and he moved his mouth and said, "From eight o'clock in the morning to eleven twenty-three now, the rest time is no more than an hour, are you surprised?"

Cheng Yiyue looked intently at the little girl who danced like a lion dance, one time down, one time left, and one moment right, her eyes were full of surprise. It turns out that this is Xiaomei's daughter, who looks really like Xiaomei. Wait, wait, what did Han Yifan just say? From eight to eleven twenty-three?

Ten seconds later...... "You are too beastly, Yan Yan is so small, how can you be ruthless, why did you do it?"

The voice of this sentence is so loud, Cheng Xiyan can't even hear it, she controls her breathing and thinks while running, this voice is very unfamiliar, she remembers that Han Yifan said that this house is only known to him, so where did this strange voice come from?

"Uncle Yifan?" Cheng Xiyan shouted tentatively.

"Ah, here it is. Han Yifan responded, pulled his sleeve back from Cheng Yiyue's hand, smoothed the wrinkles on it, and continued to focus on Cheng Xiyan, and nodded with satisfaction after observing for a while.

Although the breath is messy, there are no symptoms of excessive exercise, but what really satisfies him is that Cheng Xiyan knows that he has brought back a person who still maintains his own rhythm in "training", which is the most rare.

Han Yifan, who was in a good mood, didn't care about Cheng Yiyue's childish behavior, and raised his long arm on his shoulder and scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy, why are you so nervous?

Hum!

Cheng Yiyue shook off the hand on his shoulder and walked into the gym with a cold snort arrogantly. Others don't know if he still doesn't know, among his childhood friends, he Han Yifan is the most insidious.

After getting the response, Cheng Xiyan's hanging heart was at the bottom, since she didn't care about her business, she would put these things aside, adjust her breathing and make herself run more comfortably.

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded in her ears, Cheng Xiyan's eyes sank, this is not Han Yifan's footsteps, Han Yifan's footsteps are light, and the footsteps in her ears are not only hurried but also so heavy, if she didn't guess wrong, this person has definitely not learned martial arts, and there is only one family in this Dahuaxia who has not learned martial arts...... Cheng family.

"Yan Yan, don't run, take a break. The arm was grabbed, Cheng Xiyan raised her eyes and crashed into a pair of caring eyes, her expression was stunned, and her face was ...... Familiar and unfamiliar.

It is said that it is familiar because if the person in front of him changes into women's clothes, puts on a wig and retouches it a little, it can almost be said that it is the second Cheng Yuhui.

The strange thing is that this is an adult man, a strange man who has only been seen in photos.

Cheng Yiyue looked at Cheng Xiyan happily, he looked very much like a little sister from a distance just now, and when he got closer, he saw that Cheng Xiyan's facial features were not very similar to the little sister's appearance, but he had the charm of a little sister.

"Yan Yan, I'm my uncle, your little uncle ......"

"I know, can you please let me go?" Cheng Xiyan raised his head and interrupted him in a calm tone, which formed a huge contrast with Cheng Yiyue's excitement.

Cheng Yiyue let go of his hand in a daze, looked at Cheng Xiyan with an indifferent expression, his heart was half cold, and he tightened his hand, the gift box had been scratched and deformed, and there was a slight squeak in the quiet gym.

He finally understood what Han Yifan meant when he said, "No matter what you give, she won't like it".

How cold is this look......

Cheng Xiyan, who was calm and calm on the outside, glanced at the gift box that he had pinched and deformed, and continued to run, but the villain in his heart was crying out for the sky and grabbing the ground: Huh, I really want to grow up, every time I talk to adults, I have to look up at them, I am so tired.

With a few flips between his lips, Cheng Yiyue sent the exquisite gift in his hand forward with a complicated feeling: "Yan Yan, this is a gift brought to you by your uncle, see if you like it or not." ”

The exquisite gift box in front of her blocked the way, forcing Cheng Xiyan to stop, she stared at the gift box for several seconds before moving her gaze to Cheng Yiyue's handsome face: "I'm training now, do you want me to train with this gift box bigger than my head?"