Just when Fang Yushan didn't know how to answer, Enchao's father walked over.

"Enchao, Yibing, when the time comes, what are you still doing here? Still not ready yet? Yin Wenjun looked anxious, it seemed that he had been looking for them for a while.

"Uncle Yin." Shu Ya and Xin Yue shouted in unison.

"Uncle Yin is getting younger and younger, it's really refreshing for people to be happy at happy events." Xinyue joked happily.

"Xinyue, when did Shu Ya come back, she is really getting more and more beautiful, and her little mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter the more she loves it." Yin Wenjun looked at these girls of the same age as his daughter with a smile, the old times are in front of him, the years are really unforgiving, his daughter is getting married, and he can't help but feel sad.

"Uncle Yin." Han Lingying bowed his head and called out politely.

"Ling Ying, why is your face so ugly, is it sick?" Yin Wenjun opened his mouth with concern.

"I'm fine, thank you Uncle Yin for your concern." Han Lingying touched her face and replied with a smile.

"You guys have fun, I'll go and see how Enchao and they are preparing." He looked at us lovingly, then turned and walked towards the inner room.

"Uncle Yin is actually very lonely." looked at Yin Wenjun's weak back, gray hair, and felt it. Enchao's mother died of illness when Enchao was 5 years old, Enchao's father raised Enchao alone, father and daughter depended on each other, the relationship was very good, Enchao was very sensible, she was precocious, and began to slowly help her father take care of the company at the age of 15, until she officially took over last year, sometimes joked that she worked hard, some didn't play, guarded the company every day, tired, but she smiled and said: I'm not tired, Dad has to take care of me and take care of the company is not tired, I'm just taking care of the company, how can I be tired? Dad has lost so much for me, and his health is getting worse and worse, I just want him to live every day easily and happily. The words were sonorous and powerful, and a brilliant smile bloomed on her lips, making it impossible to ignore her determination.

"Ah, what did you say?" Xie Shuya, who was closest to her, poked her head over and looked at her.

"Ah......" A thick and powerful palm suddenly pulled Han Lingying and walked out, startled, he really wanted to open his mouth to scold, but he faced a pair of angry eyes, the air pressure was very low, he was angry, why was he angry?

Walking out of the hall and coming to the garden, he shook off Han Lingying's hand and continued to walk, Han Lingying silently followed behind him until he stopped, standing with his hands behind his back, his back looked particularly depressed.

I don't know why he was angry, Han Lingying stood there a little cramped and uneasy.

As if sensing the uneasiness of the person behind him, Jiang Yufeng's anger gradually disappeared, and he turned around and looked at Han Lingying with a gentle expression, "Xiaoying, it's not good brother, I scared you." ”

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Still a little uneasy.

"It's fine." Jiang Yufeng didn't know what was wrong with him, he was in a bad mood when he saw her face was bad, and he was angry that he didn't even see that she was uncomfortable, he wanted to care about her, but he didn't know that he pulled her and left.

Jiang Yufeng looked at her seriously, and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you, why is your face so bad?" ”

I shook my head, "It's fine. ”

"Are you alright?" A look of obvious disbelief.

was stared at by his hot eyes a little unnatural, lowered his head to look at his toes, and said, "Maybe I haven't rested well in the past few days, and I'm a little tired." ”

Jiang Yufeng noticed her small movements and knew that she was not telling the truth, so he kept looking at her and didn't speak for a long time.

Jiang Yufeng's eyes stared at her scalp numb, her head drooped lower and lower, she didn't know what to do, in front of Jiang Yufeng, she couldn't hide anything from him, she was like a transparent one that he could see through at a glance. Thinking of the scene he saw just now, his heart was sour, Jiang Yufeng looked away with a faint expression, the woman stood next to him, smiling and looking at him I didn't know what he was talking about, looking at them by himself, he was like an outsider, he only felt that the smile on the woman's face was very dazzling, and he couldn't help but want to break the harmony.

Take a deep breath, raise the corners of your mouth, look up at his gaze, get closer to him, hold his hand, rest your head on his shoulder, and say coquettishly, "Brother, I'm fine, don't worry." ”

After a long time, seeing that Jiang Yufeng should not be, Han Lingying slowly walked in front of him, stood on tiptoe, leaned on his ear and whispered, "You are a good match." ”

After speaking, he walked towards the court without looking back, not daring to look back at Jiang Yufeng, for fear of betraying the fragility of his eyes.

Jiang Yufeng was dazed, standing in place, his eyes kept following the thin figure, reluctant to move away until he disappeared.