The young man in the white shirt and black pants sat on the leather chair, looking at the news that Ye Jin had replied to on the computer screen, and his handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly.

It took half a ring to type a paragraph.

Good Night: Why?

Sitting on the bed, his hair was messy, but it looked a little more lazy, Ye Jin tilted his head slightly, and slowly typed a few words on the white fingers of the lit screen.

The posture that a salted fish should have: It's fun, let's see if we can get by.

… It's true, by the way, look at how his writing is, what are his shortcomings, and likewise look at what this legendary mysterious god looks like.

Ming Yu's two slender legs were overlapped together, his eyes were deep and bottomless, and his cold and handsome face made people involuntarily attracted to him.

… That's what the secretary who pushed the door in thought.

There was a cup of mellow coffee on the tray in the secretary's hand, still steaming, she was obviously stepping on high heels, but she barely made any sound when she walked, until she reached Ming Yu's desk, bent down and put the coffee on her boss's desk, which made the touch between the coffee cup and the tray and when it was placed on the table to make some crisp sounds.

Ming Yu's eyelids were not lifted, as if he didn't know the arrival of the secretary, the secretary didn't speak, just silently exited the room.

This has been the case many times, and the secretary has long since changed from the little girl who was ignorant and always liked to panic and cry at a trivial matter.

At this moment, she has experienced a lot of things and honed maturity and experience.

The secretary glanced at Ming Yu, who was sitting on the chair through a layer of glass, and sighed, I don't know if it was his illusion, I always felt that the president was getting more and more indifferent......

The image of a teenager smiling flashed in his mind, and finally walked away with a face on his high heels, as if the person who was full of worry just now was not her.

Ming Yu picked up the coffee with a light face, opened his thin lips and took a sip, put it down gently, and then turned his head to look at the computer screen.

Good Night: You saw that, though.

The latest stayed on the message he sent a minute ago, and immediately the time jumped to two minutes, Ming Yu guessed in his heart that the other party might have found it boring or something, and now he may have given up.

However, Ming Yu didn't do anything, and planned to wait for five minutes before exiting the chat interface, which had always been his habit.

However, four minutes after arriving, a message from Ye Jin popped up in the chat interface.

The posture that a salted fish should be: So I'm going to try it until you pass \(@^0^@)?

At the same time, Ye Jin took the phone of the landline and put it down helplessly, and the brilliance in his eyes flowed.

I remembered what my mother had just said on the other end of the phone.

"Xiaoye, are you coming back? You, your dad is really crazy......"

A few minutes ago, Ye Jin held the phone in his hand, and a sneer pulled out from the corner of his mouth, without the softness he had before.

"Don't."

Refusing cleanly, Ye Jin said what he wanted to say for a long time, and he felt that the uncomfortable breath that had been pressing on his chest seemed to be relieved.

There was not the slightest surprise in my heart, and I knew why this was very clear.

The original crying voice on the other side was followed by an angry scolding that was no longer concealed.

"Su Ye! Why are you so unconscionable! I'm your mother! Now that your dad has done such a thing to me, don't you care?! ”

Ye Jin casually touched the fine jade placed next to the landline, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his voice became colder, but with a three-point smile.

"Where were you when my brother and I were fighting with my father? Where are you in the place where we live on the streets? Now talk to me about family affection, don't you think it'......"

Ye Jin paused, and sure enough, listening to the other party, he could still hear the gentle breathing, but now he didn't hear it, and he seemed to be a little suffocated by him.

There is some Su Shuang in my heart, and a bad smile is rarely seen.

"Are you just kidding me about Skyrim? Thousand, female, taxi. ”

"Toot, toot, toot"