"Ling Yao, it's so heavy, how can you take it yourself?" Seeing this, Wen Yichen glanced at the bodyguard who was following behind Han Lingyao, and then said to Han Lingyao. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's okay, I'm not a delicate little princess, it's okay to take it myself." Han Lingyao looked at Wen Yichen and said with a sweet smile.

Then, she swept around, looked at Wen Yichen and asked, "Why didn't you see Mo Yan?" ”

"I'm afraid that she will affect you, so I let her go to the firewood room." Wen Yichen looked at Han Lingyao and said.

"That's not good, Mo Yan isn't still ......"

"It's okay, let's just live our lives." Wen Yichen walked into Han Lingyao, then used his index finger to pick up the strands of hair that Han Lingyao was scattered on his shoulders, approached his nose, then frowned, and after letting go with some disgust, he said to Han Lingyao.

Compared with Xia Moyan, Han Lingyao has a somewhat strong perfume smell on the former, while the latter has a faint fragrance of shower gel.

"Well, Yichen, it's best if you think like this." Han Lingyao hugged Wen Yichen's arm, then looked at Wen Yichen with a sideways face and said.

"Ling Yao, how has your dressing style changed so much recently? I remember you hated this way of wearing it the most? Wen Yichen looked at Han Lingyao and asked.

Because before, when Shen Hanxue talked to Wen Yichen about his marriage to Han Lingyao, Shen Hanxue said.

Because Xia Moyan likes to wear it like this, Wen Yichen naturally remembered it.

"People always change, and I feel good about it." Han Lingyao smiled a little embarrassedly, and then said to Wen Yichen.

"Well, I'll take you to your room." Wen Yichen let go of Han Lingyao's hand holding his arm, and then said to Han Lingyao.

"Okay." Han Lingyao happily agreed.

Anyway, now Han Lingyao has become a little different in Wen Yichen's heart, and if nothing else, they will get engaged, and then get married, and then Xia Moyan will be something in front of them.

Han Lingyao thought secretly happily.

She looked at Wen Yichen who was walking in front of her, thinking that Wen Yichen was going to become her husband, and her heart suddenly became chaotic.

"This is a little different from the Han family, this is your room, are you satisfied? If you're not satisfied, I'll have someone replace it. Wen Yichen took Han Lingyao to a bedroom of about two hundred square meters, then looked at Han Lingyao and asked.

"It's good, you don't need to change it." It's just a little small.

Han Lingyao looked around briefly, and then said to Wen Yichen with a smile, of course, she didn't say the latter sentence, saying it would only leave a not very good image in Wen Yichen's heart.

Because Han Lingyao had a lot of things, Han Lingyao specially asked his father to let him build a bedroom of about 500 square meters for his own use.

Wen Yichen deliberately placed Han Lingyao's room on the second floor in a place that was not easy to pass by, generally the second floor is a guest room, and the third floor has Wen Yichen's room.

Within the Shangguan Group

Shangguan Yunxi took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hey, Yichen" Shangguan Yunxi hurriedly shouted after seeing that the phone was connected.

"Yunxi? What's wrong? Wen Yichen was not surprised when he received Shangguan Yunxi's call, but felt that it was expected.

"You live with Ling Yao?" Shangguan Yunxi frowned and asked anxiously.

"She's my future fiancée, isn't it normal to live together?" Wen Yichen picked up a wine glass next to him, then took a sip lightly, and said slowly.

"Yi Chen, you didn't say that at the beginning, you want to be with Xia Moyan." Shangguan Yunxi reminded on the other side of the phone.

"For me, it's a good time to have both worlds!" Wen Yichen said indifferently.

"Yichen, you..."Shangguan Yunxi said with some annoyance, and before he finished speaking, Wen Yichen hung up the phone.

He has always been arrogant, and he doesn't like others to talk about the things he recognizes, except for a special person, Xia Moyan.

After Shangguan Yunxi heard the sound of a beep on his phone, he didn't say anything, just opened a file, and then looked at it, just, a 20,000-word contract, he read it for six hours.

When Xia Moyan woke up, it was already evening, the sky was already blushing, and the sun was shyly hiding half of it.

Xia Moyan slowly opened her eyes, then got up, walked out of this "firewood room", and then took a deep breath of air at the door, the environment here is very good, and the air is naturally not as good as there.

After admiring the scenery, my stomach began to growl in revolt.

"What do you eat?" Wen Yichen doesn't care about eating it himself? Xia Moyan muttered to herself.

As she spoke, a burst of rice fragrance entered Xia Moyan's nose.

Xia Moyan looked in the direction of the rice fragrance, and saw Uncle Zhao carrying a food box, and then slowly walked to Xia Moyan's side.

And the picture Xia Moyan saw was that Uncle Zhao had a pair of white wings behind him and a glowing halo on his head. Then he carried a dark wood-grain food box in his hand.

"Uncle Zhao, is this for me?" Xia Moyan looked at Uncle Zhao and asked first.

She was so hungry that she hadn't eaten since she came back from the hospital, and she hadn't even taken a sip of water.

"Yes, the young master said, I will deliver you the next three meals, you can tell me what you want to eat directly, and I will tell the chef and let them cook it for you." Uncle Zhao said, and was led to the "firewood room" by Xia Moyan, and after Uncle Zhao put the food box on the table, he said to Xia Moyan.

"Well, thank you, Uncle Zhao." Xia Moyan looked at the dark wood-grained food box intently, swallowed her saliva, and then said to Uncle Zhao.

"You're welcome, it should be, I'll leave if there's nothing to do, so I won't bother you." Uncle Zhao said, stood up and prepared to leave.

"Uncle Zhao, can I ask you for something?" Xia Moyan hesitated a little when she saw this, and finally saw that Uncle Zhao was leaving, and then asked.

"You say." Uncle Zhao said to Xia Moyan.

"Can you tell Yi Chen to make a porridge? Send it to me. Xia Moyan clutched the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, and then asked.

She knew that even if Uncle Zhao said that Wen Yichen would not necessarily do it for her, but at least she said, tried, and worked hard, and that was enough.

"Okay, I'll go back and tell the young master." Uncle Zhao looked at Xia Moyan and then said.

"Well, thank you, Uncle Zhao." Xia Moyan nodded, and said with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

She hoped that she could taste the porridge again, and maybe she would feel more at ease.

"When I send the porridge made by the young master, it's not too late for you to thank me, isn't it?" Uncle Zhao looked at Xia Moyan and said, thinking about Wen Yichen's greeting to Han Lingyao just now, he couldn't help but guess what Wen Yichen was thinking.

"Hmm." Xia Moyan looked at Uncle Zhao, and then responded softly.