In the room, Zimo chattered alone, Zihan didn't answer, climbed into bed, and then went to sleep. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Yongcheng didn't show up from beginning to end, he listened to the conversation in the living room clearly, and now, the only thing he had to do was to continue to rest.

After smoking a cigarette all night, the person suddenly lost his energy, and sighed when he looked at the picture of the family hanging on the wall opposite the bed.

Back then, Zheng Lan and Ye Yongcheng were a pair that everyone envied, one handsome and chic, the other beautiful and dignified, and a pair of beautiful daughters who were praised by everyone.

Ye Yongcheng is the eldest in the family, and there is a younger sister and a younger brother below.

Ye Yongcheng's parents are frail and sickly, as the eldest son in the family, and the only college student in the family, Ye Yongcheng is basically the boss at home and abroad, and it is natural to contribute money and efforts. This is also the reason why Ye Yongcheng has been unable to buy a new house for a long time.

Now, their two families are also living quite well, they have a house and a car, and they have caught up with the downturn in housing prices, and bought a commercial house of more than 100 square meters in the city center, (the old house of more than 60 square meters in the city of the parents was given to the younger brother), the parents followed the younger brother, it should be said that this is a good home for the parents, but the younger siblings and their parents do not get along well, every time they see the old lady who is getting older and younger silently crying, Ye Yongcheng's heart is like a knife.

Zheng Lan has been at home in the past few years, after the restructuring of the electronics factory, waiting for the meager salary of retirement. Both of them are Benliu, and it is obviously impossible to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy a suite. And Zihan can only make do with a bunk on the balcony.

From the bottom of his heart, he is grateful to Zheng Lan, for so many years, Zheng Lan has never complained, so occasionally Zheng Lan is angry and talks, and he never speaks.

Zheng Lan returned to the house and dealt with breakfast indiscriminately, her eyes glaring at Zi Mo, and she stopped talking. Zimo didn't answer, continued her breakfast, threw down the dishes and chopsticks after a while, returned to the bathroom to wash up, changed into a pure white dress, stepped on the ten-centimeter hating sky, and went out with a small satchel.

Zihan sat up from the bed, walked to the dining table, and drank a bowl of porridge.

Then, I found a well-fitting dress to wear, five-centimeter high heels, and an oversized backpack on my shoulder, and went out with a smoke.

Zheng Lan felt that Zihan was a little wrong, in the past, this girl was unforgiving, but she has really become more and more well-behaved in the past two years, on the contrary, Zimo, who has always been sensible and obedient, is getting more and more eccentric.

Lin Yue's eldest son Han is three years old, Zheng Lan has a good impression, Lin Yue looks like his father Lin Shuren, tall and handsome, well-behaved and sensible since childhood. At that time, eight-year-old Zihan fell in love with the aeronautical model that Lin Yue made by himself for the competition, Lin Yue was a little reluctant, hugged it tightly in his arms, hesitated for a few seconds, and at that moment, Zihan's claws came up, and there was a burst of scratching on his head, crying and fussing, and Lin Yue's head was bleeding like a needle. For this reason, Zihan was beaten a lot. When Zheng Lan took Zihan to apologize, Lin Yue, who had been silent, said that if he left a scar in the future, Zihan would be responsible if he couldn't find his daughter-in-law. At that time, the adults were leaning forward and leaning back with laughter.

It's just that later, Lin Yue was obviously estranged from Zihan, and the neighbors on the other side of the door rarely visited the door.

That year, Lin Yue went to Q University with a high score, and the unit building was unprecedentedly lively, and the Lin family was immersed in happiness that day. And when Zihan met Lin Yue, he nodded lightly.

After only two years of college, Lin Yue dropped out, which caused a lot of waves in the unit building, and his father Lin Shuren and mother Li Mei were even more angry and didn't think about it, but no, this kid has opened a company in the past few years, and he really made it. Nearly 10 million villas have been lived, can Li Mei not be excited?

What is the purpose of studying and working these days? Isn't it just to live a good life?

Thinking about it, Zheng Lan suddenly felt that the sun was shining. Don't worry about Ye Yongcheng anymore. But I have to be silent for my son, and I have to go to the square dance at night!

Ye Yongcheng was already sitting at the dinner table, Zheng Lan specially made two poached eggs, warmed a glass of milk, and brought them to him.

The old husband and wife didn't speak, and Ye Yongcheng also understood that his wife had made peace with him.

Zihan stood at the staircase of his house, thinking about whether to go to the hospital to see the contract, but it was still a while ago, and to be honest, he was still very excited about his work, after all, he could earn his own money that way. If you can have the right candidate, you can sell your sister, after all, you are still young and not in a hurry.

Thinking of Ji Ying, an indescribable mood flooded in his heart, they were destined to be fruitless, this, Zihan understood, she was willing to let go, and blessed him from afar, when she was not yet submerged by the sea of love.

She just looked down and thought about it, not caring that someone was staring at her all the time.

"Do you want to come in?" With his arms folded over his chest, the man's eyes were smiling, and his voice was low and elegant, as if he had been specially trained for the voice.

Zihan came back to his senses and stood in front of the door for a long time.

"Don't!" Zihan is dry and crispy. He walked downstairs without raising his head.

"My injury, Ye Zihan, you are responsible!" Maybe he hadn't spoken for a long time, but as soon as this sentence came out, Lin Yue found that his brain was a little watery.

Lin Yue patted his head lightly, frowning slightly with two thick sword eyebrows.

Zihan was stunned for a second, raised his eyebrows, and said angrily: "Scoundrel! Don't believe I'm going to make your head bloom? But accidentally, the high heels stepped on the air, and the body leaned back at an angle of one hundred and fifty degrees, and a pair of big hands supported her slender waist, while the body fell softly into his arms.

Zihan was annoyed, and was rubbed with oil by this person without warning, and was unwilling, so he raised his pink fist and smashed it in the face of this person.

The man's face turned off, and his fist slipped behind his ear and landed on the back of his head. Her arm was held firmly by him, and she felt a pain.

"Lin Yue, you let go of me!" Zihan shouted.

Lin Yue ignored it, took advantage of the situation to hold Zihan in his arms, looked at her softly, and his Adam's apple trembled slightly.

Zihan seriously examined this suddenly somewhat unfamiliar face, and found that it was so good-looking, but there was indeed a shallow scar on his forehead, which looked very playful.

Just two pairs of eyes facing each other, the clothes are very thin, and the temperature of the two people is a little burning.

finally couldn't stand Zihan's aggressive gaze, so Lin Yue let go lovingly.

Lin Yue shrugged his shoulders and put his hands in his trouser pockets. Zihan took the opportunity to slap him, Lin Yue's head was tilted, his eyes were closed, and the slap fell behind his ear, and then quickly pulled away.

Lin Yue shook his head and opened his mouth to say something, but Zihan had already rushed downstairs, glared at him, and then floated away.

Li Mei stood at the door, smiling and reaching out to pat her son's shoulder.

"Mom, did you see it all?" Lin Yue was annoyed.

Li Mei took Lin Yue's hand and entered the house.

"Son, our suite will be empty in the future, and my mother is reluctant to rent it out, otherwise, you can talk to Zihan and let her live here!" Li Mei stared at her son with satisfaction.

"Do you think she'll agree?" Lin Yue glared at her mother.

"This kid, it's so hot, can you sleep soundly on the balcony?" Li Mei sighed.

Lin Yue was silent, walked into the bedroom gently, closed the door, and a smile appeared on his face.