With a light snort, Yi Yuanao didn't answer, his eyes were deep, and all eyes focused on the person who came out of the house.

The woman is wearing a white gauze skirt, the skirt sways with the wind, like a fairy, the beauty is a little unreal, the eyebrows and eyes are like stars, and the eyes make people fall into it at a glance, the light seems to be able to penetrate the darkness of the heart, the long hair is tied behind the head, and the whole body is not luxurious.

The footsteps are full of grace, the posture is graceful, and every step is as elegant as a lotus flower.

"Yuanao, you're here." The woman's crisp voice is as beautiful as the sound of the piano, and her every move reveals the unique charm of ancient women, with a shallow smile at the corner of her mouth, and it is touching like thousands of trees and pear blossoms.

Chu Yinghuan was stunned in place, deeply attracted by the woman's eyebrows, and couldn't extricate herself for a moment.

"Well, how have you been?" Yi Yuanao's expression was calm, and his tone was flat, as if he had seen it before, and he obeyed the meaning of the words, and the two still knew each other.

"As always, who is this?" The woman stared at Chu Yinghuan, looked at her politely but not embarrassed, and waited for an introduction.

Yi Yuanao lowered his head slightly, only to see that Chu Yinghuan's saliva was about to flow to his chin, his face was dumbfounded, his eyes were staring straight ahead, and his image was suddenly gone.

"Put your saliva away." He had a black line on his face, he had never felt that Chu Yinghuan had never seen the world so much, but it was also true, anyone who saw Yang Ziqi's appearance would sigh at the magic of nature.

"I'm sorry, I was distracted just now, I'm really sorry, let me introduce myself, my name is Chu Yinghuan, and I am Mr. Yi's temporary assistant." Chu Yinghuan retracted her gaze, pursed her lips and smiled, trying her best to pretend to be generous, but the panic that flashed in her eyes completely betrayed her.

With a smile on his chin, the corners of Yang Ziqi's mouth rose slightly, showing a perfect arc, and his voice was as gentle as a person: "Hello, my name is Yang Ziqi, I have known Yuan Ao since I was a child, and I have been in contact with each other, and I am a psychiatrist." ”

There is such a gentle woman in the world, her voice is like a spring breeze in March, making people feel full of spring.

Another childhood sweetheart? Chu Yinghuan's mind was stunned, and it was difficult to associate the dignified and beautiful woman in front of her with a femme fatale like Su Zhiyi.

Yi Yuanao noticed the change in her expression and explained: "My grandfather and Ziqi's grandfather have a good relationship, they are commensurate with brothers, they are world friends, the two of us grew up together, she concentrates on studying psychology, she can be said to be the top expert in China, and only sees a few people." ”

His deep voice was smiling and seemed pleasant.

"So that's the case, Miss Yang, I didn't expect you to be so talented, but what I admire the most is that you live a poetic life." Chu Yinghuan was envious, looking around at the buildings around her, her eyes opened slightly, revealing a look of surprise.

The garden is lined with cherry blossom trees and countless flowers that cannot be named.

"Miss Chu has won the award, but it's just a small hobby, let's go in first." Yang Ziqi pursed his lips and smiled, with a graceful demeanor, and made a gesture of please, revealing his slender arms.

Walking indoors, it is even more unique.

A faint sandalwood greeted him, blowing away a lot of impetuousness in his heart.

"Tea, please." Yang Ziqi picked up the teapot, his movements were skillful, his posture was standard, and the warm tea poured out from the mouth of the teapot, like a waterfall, rippling with fresh water waves.

"Thank you." thanked him softly, Chu Yinghuan picked up the teacup, took a sip, and tasted it slowly, it was a good Longjing, with a fragrant lips and teeth, refreshing people's hearts.

With such a gentle woman, she didn't dare to speak loudly.

"Yuan Ao, your situation was roughly told to me on the phone before, the preliminary diagnosis is masochism, in fact, this is not a serious mental illness, but you can't find a more suitable way to vent the emotions in your heart." Yang Ziqi lowered his head and said lightly, his tone was calm, there were no waves, but it made people feel at ease. 22 Literary Network

"How long will it take?" Yi Yuanao asked a little urgently, there are still many important things waiting for him to deal with, he can't be easily troubled by mental illness.

"You've asked me this question for the second time, I know your situation, but you're a smart person, maybe two or three days, maybe two or three years." Yang Ziqi shook his head and smiled lightly, a little helpless.

Her wing-like eyelashes fluttered long, and her skin was smooth, creamy, soft enough to pinch out water.

"As long as we take it seriously and regulate our emotions well, there is no way to cure it." Chu Yinghuan interjected at the right time and reminded Yi Yuanao not to be too anxious.

Yang Ziqi nodded approvingly, becoming even more curious about Chu Yinghuan, and continued to speak: "That's right, let's go, let's go to the diagnosis and treatment room, maybe Miss Chu will wait here for a while." ”

Huan'er smiled, and the country was captivated.

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, Chu Yinghuan looked a little lonely.

Although she no longer has any feelings for Yi Yuanao, but after so many years of getting along, she didn't even know that there was such a person, which shows that he didn't regard her as a warm-hearted wife at all.

The love in the past was just respectful of each other.

Lying on a comfortable chair, Yi Yuanao closed his eyes and recuperated, and it was rare to be idle.

"That is the wife who took the initiative to divorce you just now? Sure enough, it's a heroine among women. Yang Ziqi was sorting out the things he needed, and at the same time chatting with him to distract himself.

"When do you care about gossip, I have always been the only one who dumps others." Yi Yuanao's tone was extraordinary, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and it seemed that mentioning Chu Yinghuan always made him very entangled.

"It's not what I've heard." Yang Ziqi blinked, his star-like eyes were even brighter, and he didn't care about Yi Yuanao's identity and status.

"I'm here to heal." Yi Yuanao really couldn't show evidence, his resolute facial features became more stiff, and his jaw line was perfect.

She smiled and said nothing, as if she could see him through and see him clearly.

A breeze blew, Chu Yinghuan came back to her senses, looked at the courtyard, and found that it was already dark.

Oops, Zimo is still home alone.

"Hello? Minghao, are you busy first? There's something I please. Chu Yinghuan's tone was a little soft, and she was really embarrassed to trouble others again and again.

"It's boring, you can help me find something to do." Li Minghao put down the takeaway he had just brought in and said with a smile.

"Zimo is home alone, I want you to go and accompany him for a while." Chu Yinghuan continued, her eyes were clear.

"You're not home?" Li Minghao frowned slightly, it was already seven o'clock in the evening, and they would get off work at five o'clock.

"No, I made a mistake out there." Chu Yinghuan was a little weak and told a white lie.

"Okay, I'll go now, it's dark, you pay attention to safety outside, if not, call me and let me pick you up." Li Minghao is as gentle and considerate as ever, and his eyes are gentle.