She seemed to be distracted, and her little face that melted into the night couldn't distinguish the expression, just leaned back quietly on the chair, and her hand touched the potato lying quietly on her side.

She couldn't see the light overflowing from the study from this angle, but she felt a little uncomfortable, as if she was being stared at, like being exposed to the air naked in early spring, and there was a chill behind her.

She shuddered, withdrew her gaze, and looked around, the lawn in her sight, the vines reflected the cold moonlight, adding a layer of mist.

The villa was very quiet, and Aunt Tong and Sister Ling fell asleep.

Night Ridge He... Let's rest, too.

The potato barked a few times at the right time, and the milky cry penetrated Qinghui and echoed outside the villa, Xiao Qingge was so frightened that he immediately covered the potato's mouth with his hand.

Xiao Qingge clicked on her phone to see the time, it was already past 12 o'clock, she smiled bitterly, she had been distracted for so long, and she didn't notice it at all.

The night breeze was a little cool, she raised her hand and gathered her pajamas and wrapped the coat tightly around her, put away the blanket, and leaned over to carry the potatoes back to the nest and place them.

Turning to the kitchen to find water to drink, she pulled out a glass from the cupboard, received the water, leaned her back against the counter, and drank in small sips, the hot water mist covered the cup wall, and her cold fingers gradually warmed up.

The hard and cold quartz stone rested on his back, and in the quiet night, the light above his head suddenly turned on, Xiao Qingge was startled and turned around.

The man in black pajamas and pajamas stood at the door of the kitchen expressionlessly, as if he had been standing for a long time, and as if he had just come, and for a while, his expression was indistinguishable.

He stood at the junction of contrasting light and dark, like a bystander, observing her every move.

Seeing the person who came, her heart fell back to its original place, Xiao Qingge drank the last drop of water, put the water cup back into the sink, she walked towards Ye Lingchen, crossed her shoulders, and whispered goodbye: "Mr. Night, good night." ”

She complained in her heart, coming to the kitchen quietly was really scared to death.

Ye Lingchen didn't respond to her, and after seeing her come out, he walked in and poured water to drink, as if he was ignoring himself the whole time.

Xiao Qingge's heart was a little blocked, and he went back to the room.

Not noticing, the man behind her hesitated for a moment, his fingers slowly clenched, as if he was suppressing something.

Following.

Ye Lingchen, who was dressed in formal clothes, sat at the dining table and ate breakfast, Aunt Tong walked around in front of him in a small apron with flowers, Ye Lingchen took a sip of milk, and she ran over to ask if the temperature was suitable.

Ye Lingchen looked at Aunt Tong suspiciously.

It wasn't until he went out that Aunt Tong couldn't help it and asked, "Young Master, do you want to come back early tonight?"

Aunt Tong was so anxious that she directly filtered out the possibility that Ye Lingchen might not come back.

Ye Lingchen: "What do you want to say, Aunt Tong?"

Aunt Tong hated that iron could not become steel: "Today's Miss's birthday, I'm afraid you forgot, Miss came to our house alone, and it was a lonely birthday, if you come back early, Miss will definitely be happy." ”

When Xiao Qingge came, she inadvertently looked at Xiao Qingge's ID card, and noticed that today was Miss's birthday, Aunt Tong was worried that Ye Lingchen would forget about today's day, and she was dedicated to matching the two, but she never thought that Ye Lingchen didn't know when she had her birthday.

After Aunt Tong finished speaking, she paid attention to the young master, and a trace of surprise crossed his eyes, but in the end, she didn't say anything and left directly.

Aunt Tong couldn't understand what the young master meant, alas, when she was older, she couldn't see through the thoughts of young people.

Sister Ling was cleaning up the tableware, and saw Aunt Tong standing at the entrance, with a sad face, "You, don't worry about that, this is the young master and the young lady's own business, isn't it enough for us to do our part." ”

Aunt Tong nodded, indeed, the young master didn't say anything, maybe the young lady's birthday is not important to him, alas, the young master is too indifferent.

In the office of the president of Yeling Group, the coffee sent by the assistant was already cold, he extinguished the cigarette in his hand and told the assistant to come in and change a cup of coffee.

Aunt Tong's abnormality in the morning was to tell her to go back early, this woman surprised him, the life he had experienced, except for Tang Yueqing, rarely came into contact with other girls, let alone this kind of girl who was soft and weak on the surface, and dared to talk back to him in private.

He remembered the days in the United States, Tang Yueqing was pampered since he was a child, he was busy with graduation all day long, Tang Yueqing couldn't clean the room where the two lived at all, they were all temporary part-time workers, the labor cost in the United States was very expensive, but the price and service were still proportional, the part-time workers cleaned and cleaned very thoroughly, but Tang Yueqing had to settle the deductions from the wages with the part-time workers, pick the bones in the eggs, and complained to the housekeeping headquarters, and the part-time workers were very unhappy.

He was busy with classes at the time, Tang Yueqing complained, he didn't have time to take care of it, but he still heard from his neighbors that the two had a fight.

Xiao Qingge, who is outside the expectations of other people's business, is quite good with the helper at home, not pretending to be sincere, Aunt Tong Ling praised her from time to time, Ye Lingchen was puzzled, what kind of attraction did she have, and she deserved to be treated like this.

Tang Yueqing and Xiao Qingge are really people from two worlds.

People are very strange, love is dead and alive when he loves, and when he tries to let go, his heart hurts to the extreme, as time goes by, he can't recall how Tang Yueqing is coquettish every time she depends on her, and what he thinks of is Tang Yueqing's bad temper and unreasonable past.

As for Xiao Qingge, she always talked with his head up, and quarreled too, her eyebrows were indignant, her palm-sized face was white and delicate, and her small mouth was closed one by one, Ye Lingchen couldn't remember what she was arguing with herself, she just wanted to use her mouth to block the noisy speech, and all the words that followed......

Ye Lingchen stopped in time, he couldn't think about it anymore, he closed his eyes, and the dryness that rose from his lower abdomen was all caused by Xiao Qingge......

Mo Feng pushed the door and came in, and saw Ye Lingchen lying on the leather chair with his eyes closed, with a serious expression.

This is a state that the company will only appear when it encounters a difficult problem and stays up late at night, Mo Feng recalled it and made sure that the company's recent development has been very smooth, so he walked over.

Ye Lingchen heard footsteps and opened his eyes.

His eyes fell on Mo Feng, and the sense of oppression was transmitted.

Mo Feng shook goosebumps, and said, "Go out tonight to relax and relax." ”

Ye Lingchen: "......"

Then he got up and sat upright: "If you have something to say, get out of here if you have nothing to do, it's an eyesore." ”

"It's all proposed by Murong Feng's kid, go to the party tonight, my brother is thinking about you at this time, and he has no conscience." Mo Feng hummed aggrievedly.

Ye Lingchen was about to answer, when his mind flashed with what Aunt Tong had said to him in the morning and the thin back he saw when he went downstairs to drink water last night.

His heart was slightly swaying, and he didn't know if he was hit by the head last night, and saw her sitting downstairs alone admiring the moon, and the ghost made the god look at it for a long time, until the woman went back with the potatoes.

I didn't hear the sound of going upstairs for a long time, I couldn't bear to go downstairs, and the woman with no conscience was holding a glass of water and tasting it carefully, and the lights were not turned on, was it to help him save electricity bills.

He turned on the light mischievously, and sure enough, she was frightened, but at the moment when his shoulders trembled slightly, he felt a trace of inexplicable guilt in his heart, was he too scared.

Seeing her drink hot water a few times, she couldn't wait to go back to the room, and finally seemed to be very reluctant to say goodbye to her good night, he deliberately didn't answer, and he was irritable.

Thinking of Aunt Tong's advice when she left, her birthday tonight? His gaze unconsciously became deeper.

"Oh, then have fun, I'll go back to the villa tonight." Ye Lingchen was rather cold.

"You're going back to the villa? Rushing back to take care of that little woman in your house? Mo Feng was surprised.

Ye Lingchen kicked at him, but never answered.

I don't know if it's because of a weak heart.

Mo Feng left boringly, depressed, among these grandsons, except for Ye Lingchen, no one has drunk him, the god of wine.

Ye Lingchen finally got off work early, and he passed through the secretary department to take the elevator.

The moment the elevator door closed, the secretary and the assistant exchanged words in surprise, and the dedicated boss who took work as his life left work early for the first time, which was a rare thing.

Uncle Zhou drove conscientiously in the driver's seat, and Ye Lingchen in the back seat was silent.

This is the normal relationship between the two of them, Uncle Zhou doesn't talk much, and sighs that he is fortunate to meet such a good boss and often raises himself.

The man in the back seat said coldly, "Stop." ”

In the city, the car moved slowly, Uncle Zhou parked outside the mall according to Ye Lingchen's instructions, Ye Lingchen got out of the car and said that he had something to do with the mall, and he went to the parking lot to wait for him.

What is it like for a handsome man to go to the mall alone?

The little girl screamed and stomped her feet and pulled her companions to take pictures secretly, Ye Lingchen's photos hung on the headlines in Nancheng every day, it was difficult not to know him, the best successful person, the most handsome and golden diamond king, and the prince charming in the minds of thousands of girls.

The little girls rushed to get closer, wanting to go over and take a photo with him, and when the time came, any Weibo would blow up, but seeing his face of being unapproachable, he hesitated, watching the man skip them and turn into the most luxurious jewelry store in the south city.

A little girl bit her lip and sullenly angry at her companion, "Eh, you don't go, I missed the opportunity to take a photo with the male god." ”

Another nymphomaniac, "Otherwise, why don't you wait for him to come out and shoot again, it's too handsome." ”

The waiter at the jewelry store was happy when he saw the visitor, and immediately called out the manager to entertain him, and the manager ran over flatteringly, "Mr. Night, you are coming to welcome you from afar." ”

As soon as he stepped into the jewelry store, he regretted that he had bought a gift for that woman. It's just fascinating.

When Ye Lingchen stopped, the manager had already greeted him, so he had to nod and walk in.

Unilaterally greeted him, until Ye Lingchen was displeased on his face, and briefly said that he would pick a necklace for him casually, and the manager found his job and respectfully selected Ye Lingchen one by one.

Finally, such a big gold owner came, and the manager took out the limited edition collector's edition of all the masterpieces in the store, and the dazzling diamond and gemstone necklaces were arranged horizontally, exuding dazzling light.

"That's it." Ye Lingchen pointed to one casually and told the manager to pack it.

The other jewels are huge and public, and the one he chose is small and chic, and he subconsciously feels that it matches Xiao Qingge's gentle temperament.