And no one made it difficult.

Zhong Rou looked at the cold door and frowned inexplicably.

All this doesn't matter to Yin Yunshuang at all.

Ignoring the surprised gazes around him, he took a step and walked in leisurely.

"I thought that when the eldest daughter of the Yin Mansion came back, someone would make it difficult, but now it doesn't look like this situation."

"Forget it, let's go back, we don't know anything about this big family."

"I'm afraid it's just a calm on the surface, and I don't know how to mess up in the house."

One after another, the melon-eating audience left.

"Miss, I don't think something is right."

Yin Yunshuang lazily raised his cold eyes, and his red lips opened slightly: "Hmm." ”

"Since Miss, you are the eldest daughter, why is no one at the door?" Zhong Rou's expression was gloomy.

"This is clearly a deliberate snub!"

Yin Yunshuang chuckled lightly and tossed leisurely: "Maybe." ”

The voice is bewitching, like the tenderness of the spring breeze.

"Miss, aren't you angry?"

"Angry?" Yin Yunshuang smiled but did not speak.

The people in the house looked at this thin girl unflustered, mixed with carelessness, and the cold breath on her body fell.

Some of the older men took a deep breath, their minds drifting away.

This eldest daughter looks very much like the lady of the year.

But it's not the same.

This girl is indifferent, lazy but very much like the Hou Ye.

"Miss, your room is in the West Building, I'll take you there." A grandmother said respectfully.

Listening carefully, there was a slight trembling, and crystal tears rolled in the eyes.

Yin Yunshuang raised his eyes, looked at it for a few seconds, and then nodded and left.

"This building was lived in by Mrs. back then, young lady, you can rest assured." Mama cautiously pushed the door open.

Yin Yunshuang walked behind, his footsteps paused, and the pupils that were originally cold and irrelevant crossed a small light.

Yin Yunshuang looked at the room, it was indeed the style that his mother liked.

Yin Yunshuang's slender little hands touched the bewitching flowers that opened in the window.

My mother's favorite is orchids.

The fragrance is light, but not heavy, elegant and charming.

Same with mother.

Mama looked at Yin Yunshuang with relief, how good, she can stay by her wife's side again.

"Miss, you go out, you're coming in after I'm done."

Although this house is cleaned every day, the young lady has already returned, so it will be better to clean it.

Yin Yunshuang just went out and notified people to go to the living room.

After pondering for a moment, he got up lazily and walked casually.

Walking leisurely to the living room, she raised her eyes to look at the solemn figure, and for a while she only felt a cold wind.

Yin Yunshuang was silent and silent.

The gaze is slightly deep.

The figure turned, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, the cold and hard lines outlined his face with sharp angles, and there was no expression in his indifferent eyes.

He stood straight, with a slender body, looking at her condescendingly.

Panjin Caixiu secretly wore a python robe, wantonly showing off his majesty, and the dark color painted gold cloak danced without wind.

The deep pupils of the eyes are like a pool of frozen and silent stagnant water, even if the knife is against the heart, it cannot stir up a wave.

Zhong Rou's expression is changeable, this Hou Ye's aura is so strong, I don't know if Miss can stand it.

Yin Yun's twin figures stood tall, and his eyes were calm and self-assured of him.

"Master, what are you doing standing, sit down, sit down." A well-dressed woman came over and broke the awkward situation.