In the silence of the office, there were just the two of them.

Cheng Ye approached suddenly, Yan Chenfeng keenly sniffed the strange breath that suddenly broke in from the tip of his nose, and his footsteps moved slightly, letting go of the way by two steps.

Cheng Ye didn't care, stared at the phone screen, although he already knew what the content on the screen was, he still couldn't help but be curious and wanted to take another look.

Just now, Yan Chenfeng stared at the screen, as if he wanted to see a flower, was there something that he overlooked, but was Yan Chenfeng discovered?

Yan Chenfeng didn't leave a trace, and continued to retreat, Cheng Ye chased after him, approaching step by step:

"Have you finished reading it? I've seen it and give it back to me! ”

The mobile phone was thrown on the table, and Yan Chenfeng moved casually, sneering at each other:

"Just a text message!"

"What a text message? When it comes to the life and death of the country, you actually say that it is just a text message? ”

I knew that this weirdo's attitude was so indifferent, and I wouldn't have come to kill him!

With greed in his fingertips, he took it from the antique vase on the shelf and couldn't help but stroke it.

The man's eyes are full of greed and greed.

After thinking about it for a while, Cheng Ye's heart sank, and he held the vase:

"Selling such important information to you, are you considering giving me a few million flowers?"

Yan Chenfeng buried his head in the document, pretended not to see it, and immediately retorted:

"Where did I get the money?"

Cheng Ye shook his head disapprovingly, expressing contempt for Yan Chenfeng's behavior of hiding his head and tail:

"Dude, don't cry poor, you have a huge company and support thousands of employees, how can you have no money?"

Who doesn't know, who doesn't know, with the value of Yan Chenfeng, casually throwing out tens of millions is just a tickling thing.

Yan Chenfeng glanced at Cheng Ye meaningfully, the latter stopped jumping up and down, and stood upright in a proper manner!

The sound of leather shoes rubbing against marble stopped beside Cheng Ye:

"Actually, I'm sick!"

Yan Chenfeng whispered, raising his eyes and looking around, as if he was worried about being heard.

Cheng Ye was so frightened that he bounced away and jumped a few steps away from the spot:

"You have a ruddy complexion, good facial features, clear eyebrows, and easy to move, why do you look like you are sick?"

He looked at Yan Chenfeng seriously several times before he said uncertainly!

Conversation is smooth, there are no obstacles, the ability to open the river, and the swaggering "old Taoist" has a fight!

He didn't see it, Yan Chen Fengjun's face flashed successfully.

The man signed the paperwork, closed it again, and in a few seconds, decided on the ownership of a small vassal company.

When he took the time, he raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Ye, and a deep irony crossed his eyes:

"So, I'm not sick, why should I pay you?"

His straightforward tone, innocent expression, and shrugging his shoulders, Cheng Ye didn't react for a while.

A few seconds later, a shout of "earth-shattering, weeping ghosts" came from the office.

Indoors, Cheng Ye turned on a tiger face, made Xizi hold his heart, and said with grief and indignation:

"Profiteers!"

In the early morning, the sun's brilliance is spread evenly to the world.

The lilac curtains, embroidered with delicate petals, come to life, and the sunlight heats the windows, passing through the glass, transferring heat.

Widening his gaze a little, the pure white quilt came into view, and the slightly bulging piece on the bed suddenly moved.

"Is it dawn?"

The woman whispered, slowly pulling the quilt open, her movements lazy, and her expression tired.

Liu Wenqian sat up from the bed, and the knock on the door sounded at the same moment, as if pinching the time.

Fauber's rough but warm voice rang out from outside the door and into the bedroom:

"Miss Liu, hurry up and wash up, the old man woke up early and waited in the living room for a long time!"

"Okay, I'm up!" Liu Wenqian replied, got up, opened the closet, and changed her clothes.

In the cupboard, a batch of clothes is regularly updated, which are the most popular styles at the moment.

Among the many clothes, the woman's white and slender fingers picked and chose a white sleeveless long skirt at will.

In front of the fitting mirror, Liu Wenqian looked at the person in the mirror, everything was the same as before, as if nothing had changed, but she knew that she was no longer Liu Wenqian in the past.

A pair of beautiful eyes, carrying the vicissitudes that should not be there at this age, the previous bumpy and convex figure, slender waist, are also gone, and the slightly bulging lower abdomen is pregnant with a life.

Calculate the time, there are still more than six months, and it will be born, and it will land!

Thinking of this, she moved her palm downwards and slightly loosened the belt around her waist, although the belt only played a decorative role, but it was always restrained, and it would still affect the child's development and growth.

A few minutes later, there was the sound of running water inside, and after a few minutes, Liu Wenqian opened the door and walked out.

Behind him, the bedroom door has closed automatically!

Familiar décor, familiar corners and staircases, familiar tastes......

This house, she lived in for more than twenty years.

She has always been the last place to belong when she is bloody and scarred outside.

But what about the facts?

The long staircase and wooden handrails meander to the main entrance of the living room downstairs.

The red-painted staircase looked like the mouth of a monster painted in bright red, devouring her little by little.

Here, everything she buried, restrained her youth!

Walking through this familiar staircase again, everything that has happened in the past 20 years is emerging in front of me......

She has been waiting for her home for more than 20 years, and ushered in an uninvited guest-Shen Lingfei.

Since then, the treatment that belongs to her, the room, and everyone's attention have all been robbed by Shen Lingfei.

When she was a child, her grandfather said that when she grew up, she was the one who married Brother Yan, and later, all this became a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water, unreachable, and a delusion that can only be completed in a dream!

At the dinner table, it was even bleaker than last night.

Liu Wenqian glanced at the empty seats beside her, and her heart suddenly cooled, and a feeling of being abandoned abandoned.

She has a lonely look on her face, like a pet dog discarded by her owner next to the garbage heap, well-behaved but pitiful:

"Grandpa, did Yunqing leave?"

The metal spoon hit the wall of the bowl, making a pleasant sound, and the old man looked at Liu Wenqian, and his heart was full of emotion.

This child, who has been watching him grow up, has finally become different from before.

Fu Bo walked over with a bowl of porridge, handed it to Liu Wenqian, and then let it behind Old Man Yan in a decent manner.