Chapter Eighty-Five: Delivering Letters for Others

This kind of inquiry made Yan Heyi even more unhappy, and when He Bi saw that he was displeased, he refused to open his mouth to refuse, so he had to say to Liang Feichen, "Yichun She has my eldest brother to take care of, of course it is very good, so you don't have to worry about Boss Liang." You better hurry back, if we delay your transaction, we won't pay you a penny!" ”

"This girl really likes to laugh," Liang Feichen did not get angry, but walked over, took out a letter and said, "Then trouble the girl to forward this letter to her." "There were a lot of people there, and many of the guests hadn't left yet. Many of them have heard that before his death, Old Man Yu put Yichun's hand in Yan Heyi's hand, which means self-evident, and naturally wants to say that Yichun entrusted him. But now that he is halfway to bite the gold, Liang Feichen does this, showing that he is really showing goodwill to Yichun and demonstrating to Yan Heyi.

"Hey, I said you, why don't you have any eyes at all?" He Biqi's hands crossed his hips, "I just said that Yichun has my eldest brother to take care of, which means that you irrelevant people will stay away, and the famous flowers have the master, you know?" ”

Liang Feichen was not angry or annoyed, and even had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Dare to ask, does Miss Yichun already have a marriage contract with someone?" He Bizui was fast, and without thinking about it, he said, "That's not yet!" ”

As soon as the words came out, she knew she was wrong. Liang Feichen said, "That's it, the man is unmarried, the woman is unmarried, I naturally have the right to pursue her, and so does Yan Gongzi!" He put the letter in a place where everyone could see it, turned and left.

Man Yu watched coldly and said to Yan Heyi, "It seems that this good boss is also a thoughtful person, and he is doing this to embarrass you." As soon as He Bi picked up the letter, he was about to tear it up, but Yan Heyi stopped her and said, "Give me the letter, and I'll deliver it." ”

He took the letter and left, and he stomped his feet and said, "Why don't you know what is wrong with this person?" Man Yu said, "Okay, he is also forced to do so." You can also see that Boss Liang deliberately put the letter in the most conspicuous place, if Yan Gongzi didn't give the letter to the Yichun girl, it could only show that he was narrow-minded, so he had to deliver the letter in person. Alas, it's hard for him to do it. ”

He Bi suddenly realized, and his little face flushed with anger, "I know that the surname Liang is not a good thing, Yichun is sad and sad, he wants to take advantage of the situation, it's not so easy!" I'll tell my eldest brother to tear up the letter and throw it away! ”

"Don't go, don't you believe he can handle this?" Man Yu said, "It's that Zhong Gongzi, what's the matter with you two, can you tell me?" ”

Yan Heyi stood outside the door of Yichun's room, he stretched out his hand to knock on the door, but stopped in mid-air, at this time, he didn't want to disturb him. The letter in his hand stinged like a sharp stinger growing out of thin air. Liang Feichen dared to show his admiration, but he hid that feeling in his heart and didn't dare to say it, but he had already lost this point.

People kept passing behind him, Yan Heyi pretended to cough in embarrassment, mustered up the courage to knock on the door, and whispered, "Yichun, it's me, the good boss of the drunken night building asked me to bring a letter." There was a slight sound of footsteps inside, the door slowly opened, Yan Heyi didn't see Yichun's people, only heard her hoarse voice say, "Come in!" ”

The room was dimly lit, the bedding on the bed was neatly arranged, and it was clear that she hadn't rested. Yichun sat in front of the dressing table, wearing a bright red wedding dress that made her face look even paler. Seeing her in the mirror, Yan Heyi was stunned.

On weekdays, Yichun always brushes his eyebrows with thin fat powder, and he thinks that it is already as beautiful as a fairy. But at this moment, the big red rouge on his mouth made Yichun more charming and moving out of thin air, and he couldn't help but sway. And the blooming peony between the eyebrows makes her even more enchanting and charming.

"Am I good-looking?" Yichun asked thoughtlessly, Yan Heyi subconsciously nodded, "Good-looking, no, you are beautiful!" Yichun said, "Yes, when I saw myself in the mirror, I thought of the little girl who was helpless on the street back then." I'm not afraid of your jokes, at that time, I was wrapped in a wrecked dress, my hair was unkempt, my face and hands were full of dirt, by the way, my shoes were also lost, I could only walk barefoot, the calluses on the soles of my feet were worn out layer after layer, until now, I sometimes dream of that time, waking up in a cold sweat. ”

"I know, it was Old Man Yu who saved you, right?" Yan Heyi stood behind her, her tense body relaxed, and her hand involuntarily rested on her shoulder. Yichun continued, "Yes, I'm so lucky, it was Old Man Yu who saved me. On that day, he appeared like a fairy grandfather, and the bridge my hand took me home. He said he was willing to give me a home and let me live there. I was really excited, I took a shower, changed my clothes, ate my first full meal in I don't know how many days, and my heart calmed down. ”

Yan Heyi could feel that her body was trembling uncontrollably, and Yichun was already trying her best to restrain herself from crying, "The old man's last wronged is to see me get married with his own eyes, but I, I'm too ignorant." It's not that the old man didn't mention this matter to me before, and I always perfunctorily said that I was still young and not in a hurry. I'm so stupid, I'm so stupid, I can wait, but the old man can't wait! ”

The clenched fists were so tight that the nails sank deep into the palms, and only the pain in the cone could make Yichun sober. Yan Heyi said distressedly, "Don't be like this, if the old man has a spirit in the sky, he will be sad to see you embarrass himself like this." ”

"No, if I get married earlier and have children earlier, do you think the old man will be happy?" Yichun said to himself, already a little stunned. Yan Heyi wrenched her shoulders hard and made her face herself, "Even if Old Man Yu has already gone, it won't be too late for you to do this now, he will be comforted under Jiuquan." ”

"But, I can't forgive myself!" The tears finally fell, Yichun leaned his face against Yan Heyi's chest and cried suppressedly. Yan Heyi patted her on the back and didn't say anything, letting her tears leave a huge mark on his clothes, and his heart also settled down.

After Yichun washed off the fat powder on his face and changed into a snow-white filial piety robe, Yan Heyi took out Liang Feichen's letter, "This is for you, I delivered it for him, do you want to open it and take a look?" Yichun took the letter, fiddled with it twice, and asked, "Do you have a fire fold?" Yan Heyi didn't understand what she was going to do, so she still handed over the fire fold. Yichun lit the fire, burned the unopened letter with a corner, and threw it on the ground.