"Gourd baby, gourd baby, seven flowers on a vine, not afraid of wind and rain, lalala......"

The bell of "King Kong Gourd Baby" resounded throughout the bedroom.

In the middle of the night, the 'silkworm chrysalis' curled up on the bed slowly unfolded, and a slender white arm stretched out from under the warm mulberry silk quilt, touched it indiscriminately, and took the mobile phone at the head of the bed.

"Hello?" Ye Hehuan squinted, and when he just woke up, his voice was tinged with sand.

"Ouch, still sleeping?" A slightly sissy voice rang on the other end of the phone: "I heard last night that you went out to play and met a hooligan?" ”

The caller was Fa Xiao, who grew up with her, surnamed Qin Shousheng, who was kissed by a man by mistake in the year he graduated from junior high school, and since then he has ridden away on the road of comrades.

Ye Hehuan sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, his eyes were not opened, and he said in a daze: "Is there something?" ”

"It's snowing outside, see?"

The curtains in the room were tightly drawn, and she heard Qin Shousheng's shrill voice: "You finally came back from Vancouver, why don't you come out to get together, I think it's just today, how about we call a few more people and go skiing together?" On the side of Lingshan, there happened to be a new ski resort. Da"

"Let's talk about it." Ye Hehuan didn't agree immediately, hung up the phone, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

On the floor next to the bed, there were still the clothes she wore last night, black stockings, a red hip-wrapping skirt, and an ice blue wig set, which she had stepped on, wearing a silk loose T-shirt, revealing a pair of white dangling long legs, and went to the bathroom barefoot.

Whether it is the bathroom or the bedroom, it is still the same as it was six years ago, and even the shampoo brand she bought for her is her favorite.

But...... Favorites are only once.

Before Ye Hehuan brushed her teeth, she put her hand on the basin, and the bottle of shampoo was thrown away by her and just threw it into the trash.

After brushing her teeth for a while, she looked up at the girl in the mirror.

The mouth is mint-flavored foam, and the facial features have grown a lot more than when they were sent away six years ago, immature and bright, full forehead, long curved ink eyebrows, straight nose bridge, cat's eyes with slightly raised tails, and small lips are red and plump, with a kissing and fragrant sexiness.

Her mother, Han Minjing, is one of the best beauties, but she is extremely disgusted to see her face, since the moment she learned about Ye Zanwen and Yin Lian.

Because, she looks like her father.

When Ye Hehuan was nine years old, Han Minjing fell ill, and when she was about to cut her with a fruit knife, she said with scarlet eyes that when she saw her, she would think of the betrayal of her husband and sister.

A woman who is crazy about love vents all her resentment towards her husband on her children.

Ye Hehuan looked at his face in the mirror coldly, suddenly picked up a handful of cold water, and splashed it on the mirror, and the water slowly fell along the mirror.

Six years ago, Ye Zanwen took advantage of Ye Jiming's business trip to take Yin Lian home, Han Minjing was stimulated to aggravate her condition, and was later sent to a psychiatric sanatorium, and she had just graduated from primary school, because Yin Lian lost the six-month-old boy in her womb because of Yin Lian's induction, and was directly thrown to Vancouver by Ye Zanwen in anger.

It was also that year that Yin Lian entered the house and took her daughter Ye Jingyu, who was five months younger than Ye Hehuan, to become the new 'hostess' of the Ye family.

Outside, the door was knocked by the nanny: "Miss, are you awake?" The old minister told me to call you down for breakfast. ”

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Ye Hehuan walked to the jogging platform, heard the laughter in the restaurant, paused his steps, and clenched his fingers on the armrest, without too much expression on his face.

"Grandpa, take a look, which one you like, I'll take a picture later, and it is estimated that it will arrive tomorrow after I pay for it."

Ye Jingyu sat next to Ye Jiming in a slim manner, Qi Qi bangs, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, pear vortex bent, wearing a British-style winter skirt, how to look pure and beautiful, she handed the mobile phone to the old man, and patiently showed a few photos of the purple clay pot to Ye Jiming: "I think this is good, made in Jingdezhen." ”

"You girl, what about eating, can't you show your grandfather later?" The beautiful woman who came out of the kitchen with milk feigned reproach.

Ye Jingyu stuck out her tongue in a small way.

Ye Jiming smiled and waved his hand: "Being quiet is also a filial piety, I think I'll buy this." ”

"Okay, I'll make a note of it, and I'll pay you later."

The middle-aged man sitting on the other side of Ye Jiming shook his wife's hand, the couple looked at each other and smiled, and he said to Ye Jing, "Let's eat first." ”

Ye Jingyu was about to pick up the chopsticks, but inadvertently blink her eyes, and when she saw the person coming this way, her smile stiffened, "Sister, are you down?" ”

The voice of conversation in the restaurant suddenly disappeared, and even the warm and harmonious atmosphere disappeared.

Ye Jiming took off his reading glasses, saw his eldest granddaughter, and immediately said to Ye Jing: "Jingjing, this position is for your sister to sit on, you move one to the side." ”

Ye Jingyu's face changed suddenly.

It's a pity that Ye Jiming didn't see it, he beckoned to Ye Hehuan with a kind smile: "Come, sit next to grandpa, let's talk to grandpa." ”

Ye Hehuan's waist-length hair was tied into a high ponytail, revealing a smooth forehead and the tip of the beauty in the forehead, the goose egg face was delicate and good-looking facial features, wearing a sweater and jeans, she didn't seem to see the uncomfortableness of the 'family of three', and sat down in Ye Jingyu's original position generously, and respectfully shouted 'Grandpa'.

The morning sun was shining through the windows.

Old man Ye sits