Ground floor hall.

After Ye Junheng entered, he quietly instructed Aunt Ruan to rearrange the room where Song Yin slept late yesterday.

Aunt Ruan was very happy when she heard it, there was going to be a hostess in the house.

After that, Huanhuan happily called the maid, arranged everything that should be placed, and called someone to send all the clothes in the counter according to the size.

Ye Junheng, who was staying, looked at Ye Luochen, who was sitting on the sofa playing with the Rubik's Cube, and slowly walked over.

"There's something to discuss."

The little cub was still sitting motionless and playing with the Rubik's Cube in his hand as if nothing had happened.

Ye Junheng frowned, and said casually, "Song Yinwan", and felt that he might not understand, so he added.

"Aunt Song."

In the next second, the little fat hand who played the Rubik's Cube stopped playing, staring at him with big eyes.

I didn't know where to take out his little notebook, flipped it over, and handed it to people.

Ye Junheng lowered his eyes and looked at it, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

One second she was still an aunt, and the next second she was an aunt.

"Song Yin is leaving."

Before Ye Junheng finished speaking, the eyes of the little cub opposite were already full of tears.

It's like a faucet, flowing straight down.

Ye Junheng continued to say as if he hadn't seen it, "It's useless to cry. ”

"Find a way to keep people on your own."

After Ye Luochen heard this, he raised his little hand and wiped his tears, with a look of hope.

"Think for yourself."

After Ye Luochen heard his words, he just glanced at him, and ran out, holding a small notebook in his hand.

Ye Junheng inexplicably saw contempt in that eye, and shook his head and felt that he was stunned.

Song Yinwan was still thinking about whether to leave or not, in fact, Ye Junheng was right, even if she left now, if he didn't say it, sooner or later he would be known.

Moreover, she was just about to buy some meat online and prepare to give it to the little cub as a parting gift, only to find that her card was frozen!!

She only has less than 500 yuan on WeChat, and the only people who can freeze her card are family members, who must be afraid that she will run away.

Alas, now that she has no money, she can't go!

Just when Song Yinwan was sad and sad, a cute little book was handed to Song Yinwan's eyes.

Song Yinwan saw that it was written in the notebook: Sister is not leaving

When I looked up, I saw the little cub looking at him aggrievedly, with tears on his eyelashes.

Song Yinwan was flooded with maternal love all of a sudden, and she felt that the little cub was really pitiful.

Ye Junheng, who was in the distance, walked over quickly, and glanced at the words on the notebook with his eyes.

。 : His expression was rarely nervous, "Miss Song, I'm sorry, I was overheard just now. ”

At this time, Ye Luochen's attention was still on Song Yinwan, and he didn't hear Ye Junheng "wronging" him at all.

As soon as Song Yinwan heard it, she understood that the little cub was reluctant to her, woo woo~

It's so pathetic!

Song Yinwan turned around and hugged Ye Luochen, "Baby, be good, Auntie won't leave." ”

While comforting, he gently patted the cub's back.

Ye Luochen struggled lightly in Song Yinwan's arms, and Song Yinwan thought he didn't like it, so he let go.

Ye Luochen took out his small notebook and wrote crookedly on it.

"Sister"

Song Yinwan looked at Ye Junheng suspiciously.

Ye Junheng saw the words on the book, and thought to himself that the two of them were five or six years old, one was an uncle and the other was a sister...

"Xiao Chen is saying, you are a sister, not an aunt."

Hearing this, Song Yinwan was even happier.

The eyes smiled crooked like crescent moons.

"Baby, why are you so cute!"

"You must have secretly eaten cute!"

Song Yinwan praised the little cub and flipped through his small notebook in one hand.

Ye Junheng was just about to stop her, but she opened it before she had time.

He hurriedly lowered his eyes and looked at Ye Luochen.

As a result, unexpectedly, Ye Luochen did not react, and even grabbed his little hand tightly and looked at Song Yinwan cautiously.

As if he was afraid that Song Yinwan wouldn't like it.

A hint of surprise flashed in Ye Junheng's eyes.

In the past, Ye Luochen's small notebook was rarely taken out, not long ago when he held a birthday banquet for him.

At that time, the family was afraid that he would not communicate with the children, so they specially explained several times and asked him to bring a small notebook.

As a result, a child who came to the banquet took the small book without his consent, and Ye Luochen became ill at that time.

Ran all the way to the room and started yelling, banging his head against the wall.

In the end, he had to be sedated as a last resort.

The back book never appeared again.,Even before,Only pinyin is written in the book to communicate with them.。

Now what is written for Song Yinwan is actually Chinese characters.

It seems that Song Yinwan is very special in his heart.

...

"Wow! Baby, you're awesome! ”

"I'll go, baby, you have time for Auntie... No, no, isn't it for my sister? ”

"My sister especially likes this cute little brain axe you draw."

Ye Luochen didn't know much about what a cerebellar axe was, so he dragged Ye Junheng.

"Miss Song, what are the little brain axes you are talking about?"

Hearing Ye Junheng's words, Song Yinwan only felt that her blood was surging.

This male god who seems to be ascetic can actually say words like a cerebellar axe, which is so cute that it is foul.

Looking at Ye Luochen beside her, she thinks that to be precise, everyone in this family is so cute that they foul!

Ye Junheng didn't hear Song Yinwan's answer, only to see that the ears of the person in front of him suddenly turned red.

Song Yinwan straightened his face and looked at them seriously.

"A little axe is a little tiger!"

After Ye Junheng reacted, he pulled the corners of his mouth.

"Baby, you can paint well, you can become a painter in the future."

Song Yinwan praised without hesitation.

Ye Luochen, who was praised by her, shyly picked up the little fat hand to cover her eyes and looked at her shyly.

Song Yinwan looked at the little cub's shy appearance, and her eyes were full of pink bubbles.

picked up Ye Luochen and put it on her own lap, and then after Ye Luochen got used to it, she looked at Ye Junheng.

"Mr. Ye, I agreed to your reluctant request."

"You also have to help me dissolve the marriage contract."

Song Yinwan thought about it, what else did she have to add.

"But you're responsible for my expenses during this time!"

Seeing Song Yinwan seriously talk to him about these things, Ye Junheng understood that Song Yinwan was seriously considering.

"Yes."

Song Yinwan looked at Ye Junheng.

"Do you need to write another agreement?"

"Miss Song's thoughts?"

"Well, I don't think there's a need for an agreement, I believe in you."

Song Yin said righteously.

After Ye Junheng heard it, he was stunned for a moment, as if he felt that this statement was a little strange.

After that, Song Yinwan lived with Ye Junheng.

Originally, Song Yinwan didn't know how to get along with Ye Junheng, but they went on a business trip the next day.

She had to go on a business trip for a week, but she was so happy.

Happy every day, planting flowers, walking babies, cooking.

Life is simply not too pretty.

At first, Song Yinwan wanted to decorate the garden.

Although she knew that this was not her home, she was really itchy with such a big villa and such a big garden.

One didn't hold back, so she called Ye Junheng, who was on a business trip abroad, and asked for the opinion of the owner of the house.

As a result, after Ye Junheng received the call and knew what she meant, he said to let her arrange it casually.

Song Yinwan couldn't hold it back.

Monday.

Song Yinwan took Ye Luochen to explore, in fact, he turned the entire villa from front to back, from the inside to the outside.

Tuesday.

Song Yinwan took Ye Luochen to draw the layout of the garden at home.

Wednesday.

Song Yinwan took Ye Luochen and the bodyguards to the flower market and visited it.

Thursday.

Song Yinwan took Ye Luochen to buy a batch of sunflowers and succulents online at home.

Friday.

Song Yinwan took Ye Luochen to open up a place in the garden and planted sunflowers.

Saturday.

Song Yinwan took Ye Luochen to plant succulent on a small balcony opened up in the floor-to-ceiling window of the house.

Sunday.

Song Yinwan took Ye Luochen to build Lego.

Sunday afternoon.

After Ye Junheng came back from a business trip, he saw a large and a small Lego in the living room.

On the sofa, there are random yellow duckling pillows, a plate of cherries, and two glasses of juice on the low table.

On a blue push-pull trolley next to it, there were bags of snacks and a few bags that had not been eaten after opening.

Seeing this scene, Ye Junheng felt a long-lost warmth in his heart.

The first to notice Ye Junheng was Aunt Ruan.

"Ershao, have you come back from a business trip?"

After Song Yinwan heard it, he couldn't hide the smile on his happy face, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a suit on his arm, a white shirt with a slightly open neckline, and a pair of deep eyes under his sharp black hair, deep and abstinent.

"Mr. Ye, are you back?"

"Have you eaten?"

After speaking, he raised Ye Luochen's little hand, which had been immersed in building Lego.

"Baby, welcome, your uncle is back."

"I ate it."

A deep and magnetic voice sounded, and Song Yinwan's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she replied calmly.

"That'...... Mr. Ye, go and rest. ”

Ye Junheng didn't speak, but there was a trace of deep meaning in his eyes, and he stepped on his slippers and went upstairs.

Song Yinwan looked at his back in a trance, and lowered her eyes and hooked the corners of her lips.

He's back.

"Baby, do you have any plans for tomorrow?"

Ye Luochen raised his little head and looked at Song Yinwan and shook it.

"Okay, so let's go paint on the succulent balcony tomorrow morning?"

Ye Luochen didn't speak, just took the small notebook and wrote again.

When he finished writing, he gave the book to Song Yinwan.

Song Yinwan picked it up and took a look, only to see that it said "I", "sister", and "uncle".

Song Yinwan thought for a moment before asking, "Baby, do you mean to ask your uncle to paint with us tomorrow?" ”

Ye Luochen nodded at her shyly.

Song Yinwan just wanted to say that she was making progress now.

At least better than others, if you change people, you will definitely not be able to see what the baby wrote.

Song Yinwan thought for a while, "Baby, your uncle just came back from a business trip, and I don't know if I want to go to work tomorrow." “

As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed that the little cub was bowing his head in disappointment.

"So, baby, let's go and ask him."

Song Yinwan stood up, wearing her fluffy pink rabbit slippers, and also put on his yellow duck slippers for Ye Luochen.

Then the two of them held hands and went upstairs.