Looking at Huang Ying's cross-waisted glaring appearance, but there was concern in his words, Lin Yifan couldn't help but soften in his heart, and his momentum weakened by three points. But if he really wanted to go with her like this, Lin Yifan was unwilling, after all, the scene of her and Xiao Li hugging tightly just now happened under his nose, so Lin Yifan blushed and hesitated.

"Alas, I owe you!" Huang Ying sighed helplessly, and once again pulled him with all his strength, this time Lin Yifan got up from the donkey, but his head was as heavy as iron, and his feet were also deep and shallow, and almost half of the weight was leaning on Huang Ying's slender shoulders. When Huang Ying finally carried Lin Yifan into the house and fell on the sofa together, he was already out of breath.

"Sit down for a while, I'll fetch you some water!" Huang Ying pushed Lin Yifan away and sat up.

"No need!" Lin Yifan snorted coldly.

Huang Ying didn't care, just glanced at Lin Yifan, then went to the bathroom to pour a basin of hot water, wrung the towel and handed it to Lin Yifan and said, "Here, wipe it!" ”

Lin Yifan glanced at her coldly, shrunk into the sofa, and ignored her.

"It's terrible!" Huang Ying muttered, shook off the towel helplessly, and after dissipating some hot steam, she turned Lin Yifan's face and wiped it for him personally.

It was originally such a happy thing, but now Lin Yifan seems to be extremely ironic and laughable. Lin Yifan endured the torment like a fire in his heart, and was at the mercy of Huang Ying like a puppet.

"Hands!" Huang Ying commanded.

Lin Yifan stretched out his left hand as he said.

"That one!"

Lin Yifan did so.

"Here, rinse your mouth!" Huang Ying handed over another glass of warm water.

Lin Yifan accepted it again. But I just don't want to say a word more.

"That's good! Rest for a while, I'll be right back!" After helping Lin Yifan clean up, Huang Ying praised it. Then I rolled up my sleeves, took a dustpan mop from the bathroom and went to the corridor to clean up.

Lin Yifan vomited all the filth, wiped his hands and face with a hot towel, and rinsed his mouth, his mind was a little sober and relaxed, he looked around the familiar hut, and looked at the smiling face of Aunt Huang on the incense case opposite. Lin Yifan couldn't help but sigh, with a hint of regret in his emotion, "Auntie." I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'm going to fail you! I didn't want to, but I couldn't deceive my heart. I'm sorry, I can't. Lin Yifan muttered in his heart.

"What are you muttering to yourself?" Huang Ying finished cleaning the battlefield left by Lin Yifan in the corridor. Moved a chair. Sitting on Lin Yifan's side, he asked.

Lin Yifan glanced at Huang Ying a little blankly, and shook his head wordlessly.

"Alright, you ask! I know you've been holding back all day. Huang Ying stared at Lin Yifan's eyes and said.

"Forget it, I don't want to ask!" Lin Yifan couldn't match Huang Ying's eyes and retreated.

"Really, really don't ask anything!" Huang Ying asked, with a kind of joy in her tone, and it seemed to carry a kind of disappointment.

Lin Yifan shook his head. He read her eyes, but he didn't understand what she was disappointed about. Rejoicing in something.

"I'm glad you can trust me!" Huang Ying bit her lip and said softly, but she didn't explain the trace of disappointment, indeed, as a girl who has always been reserved, although she really likes the man in front of her, it is impossible for her to say to him, what are you not asking to the end, if you don't ask to the end, it can only show that you don't care about me, so, I am disappointed, really disappointed.

"I can't talk about it!" Lin Yifan smiled faintly and said, if you want to say that there was still a glimmer of hope, at this moment, it has already been torn apart by the scene in the stairwell.

"What?" Huang Ying asked a little suspiciously.

"I think it's time for me to go!" Lin Yifan didn't explain much, but stood up, untied the backpack on his body, and gently placed it on the coffee table and said, "You still pay back Xiao Li's 60,000 yuan!" ”

"What's in the bag?" Listening to Lin Yifan's words, Huang Ying tore open her backpack, and after just one glance, her face turned red all of a sudden, and she shouted, "Lin Yifan, you stand for me!" ”

Lin Yifan was about to open the door, and when he heard Huang Ying's drinking, he couldn't help but pause, but only stopped for a moment, and reached for the door lock again.

"Hmph, don't you think this 80,000 yuan is too little?" Huang Ying behind him sneered.

"What do you mean?" Lin Yifan couldn't help but turn around and ask after all.

"Are you rich? I really don't know how to do it, when did it become a big money? Or is it embezzlement? Or did you take a bribe? Huang Ying raised the money in her hand, and then threw it on the coffee table one by one with contempt, without even looking at it, but continued to mock, "However, it's not right, I think you've only been a small office director for a few days, it's impossible to have this kind of opportunity to make money?" ”

"Huang Ying, what the do you mean?" Anything can be hit, but it must not hit my dignity, Lin Yifan was enraged, and roared without words,

"My mother? My mom is here, come on, come on, you can tell her to her face! Huang Ying's eyes were red, and she trembled and pointed to the portrait of her mother.

"I ......" Lin Yifan was stunned for a while before he exhaled and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that!" ”

"And what do you mean?" Huang Ying suddenly roared hysterically, "Tell me, what are you doing with this money, disgusting me?" Or pity me, huh? Yes? I'll tell you Lin Yifan, I don't need it, I don't need it! ”

"You don't need it, but I need it! I can't watch you sell for money...... Sell your soul! Lin Yifan is also cerebral congestion, and he doesn't care about it, and his depression, depression, unwillingness, and dignity for many days have completely exploded.

"Gegege, ha, well said, selling my soul, you say that I Huang Ying sold my soul?" Huang Ying trembled, pointed to the tip of his nose, and laughed wildly.

"No, I'm ...... In short, you shouldn't accept Xiao Li's temptation to resign and go to his Rausch subsidiary to be the manager of the public relations department, he didn't have any good intentions at all! Although Lin Yifan also felt that he was a little hurtful with his bad words, he had to send it when he was ready to fly.

"So you know everything!" Huang Ying was a little surprised, she remembered that she just said about her resignation in the morning, why did he Lin Yifan know all about it at this time, but it's nothing, sooner or later he will know about it, originally wanted to delay it, and then explain this matter to him when he finds a suitable opportunity, maybe he will be easier to accept.

"Of course I know, do you think you can hide it from me?" Lin Yifan sneered and said, "I just didn't expect that Huang Ying, who has always been clean and self-conscious, actually threw yourself into the arms of that bastard for a mere 60,000 yuan, hum, if it was a bachelor, it would be fine, and after making trouble for a long time, I was really surprised, Ha Luha, Huang Ying, Huang Ying, I know you!" ”

"You bastard, you shameless, you ......" Huang Ying was already so angry that she couldn't speak, and she was about to pounce on Lin Yifan with her hands open.

"Do you know how to do shrew kung fu?" Lin Yifan grabbed Huang Ying's arm and mocked.

Huang Ying was already crying without tears, she couldn't have imagined that Lin Yifan had misunderstood herself so far, let alone that Lin Yifan would speak so viciously at this time, didn't he know that the sword could kill, and this could also kill? Huang Ying wanted to explain clearly to Lin Yifan, but when it came to this, her dignity and pride no longer allowed her to make some pale excuses, "Hehe, Lin Yifan, you are really right, I followed Xiao Li, what's the matter, is it in your way?" By the way, I want to tell you, you look down on me a little, what 60,000 yuan, I'm not so cheap, that's 160,000, do you hear clearly? It's 160,000. Huang Ying endured the pain in her arm, and laughed instead of anger.

"What, 160,000?" Lin Yifan was stunned.

"That's right, 160,000. So, you still take your 60,000, no, 80,000 yuan, that's a little less, you better take it back! Huang Ying looked sideways at the corner of her mouth on the coffee table, and smiled playfully. (To be continued......)