The full name of Lan Yuan is Bishui Lan Yuan.

Located in Bishui Bay, where every inch of land is valuable, the three real estate projects in Lanyuan are all priceless.

When Qin Huai opened the door with his fingerprints, Ye Qinbao found out that Li Yanchuan, a local tyrant, actually bought the 28th floor of Block A of Lanyuan, and directly opened up the two suites, creating a space that is wider than a single-story villa.

Looking at the house with all kinds of furniture and electrical appliances, Ye Qinbao felt the wail of his wallet.

How could she possibly afford to pay the rent here!

Sell her well!

"Young lady, the young master's private number has been saved for you, but the young master doesn't like others to disturb him, so if you have something, try to contact me first." Qin Huai said, returning Ye Qinbao's mobile phone.

Ye Qinbao took the phone, looked at the string of numbers on the screen, and then said to Qin Huai with a smile: "Thank you." ”

Qin Huai said 'no thanks' and left.

Ye Qinbao chose a room that suited his taste, and slowly opened the box that Qin Huai had given him before.

The mangrove furnace lay quietly in the silk cloth, and the porcelain white luster was the same as before.

It was as if she saw the gentle woman smiling at her again.

"Mom......" Ye Qinbao shouted in a low voice, and choked up.

Tears wet her cheeks, she was tired from crying, and before she knew it, she was lying on the desk.

This is what Li Yanchuan saw when he came back.

The little woman fell asleep pitifully at her desk.

He came to her side and looked at the incense burner on Zhu's face, and then his gaze fell on Ye Qinbao's face.

There were still undried tears on his snow-white face.

Li Yanchuan couldn't help but stretch out his finger and gently touched her eyelids, but accidentally touched the crystal tears.

It was cold, but he withdrew his hand as if it had been burned.

Looking at the duck furnace deep in the silk cloth with cold phoenix eyes, Li Yanchuan's fingers hanging by his side moved.

It's just a scene, and she is so bad that she is even ready to tears.

With a cold snort, Li Yanchuan finally slowly exited the little woman's room.

The night breeze caressed the curtains, and there was only one sleeping Ye Qinbao left in the door again.

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When Ye Qinbao woke up, the right half of his body was completely numb from sleep.

Moved her hands, and the pain made her grin.

The sun had risen high outside, and she stretched and looked at the door, her clever fox eyes rolling.

After making sure that the door was still locked, Ye Qinbao opened the door and went out for a turn, not finding any trace of anyone coming back.

Relieved, she went back to her room and took a good shower.

There was no hair dryer in the room, so she had to look outside.

Anyway, no one was at home, so she didn't have to worry too much about what to wear, so she just wrapped a bath towel and went out.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he saw a figure standing not far away.

The man at the table was wearing a gray shirt with three buttons unbuttoned, and there was a bit of casualness in his abstinence.

He seemed to be thirsty, and he was about to pour water into the cup with a kettle.

Hearing the movement at the door, Li Yanchuan's action of pouring water stopped for a moment.

The little woman standing in front of him was only wrapped in a bath towel, and her porcelain-white shoulders and most of her white thighs were exposed.

Her hair was wet, too, hanging down softly to her shoulders, and he could see drops of crystal water running down her skin.

Li Yanchuan's eyes darkened.

opened his mouth, and his voice was also slightly hoarse: "You ......"

Only then did Ye Qinbao, who realized it later, react, "Ah——!!!! ”

The high-decibel noise made Li Yanchuan frown subconsciously.