Song Youran's eyes dodged and coughed lightly, "What if it is?"

Yin Yueze, “…”

A few minutes later, he held a stack of love letters and placed them on his hand, leaned against the head of the bed, held a cigarette in his right hand, and lighted the ashes.

"You are the white clouds in the sky, I am the mud of the puddle. I look up every day, hoping that you can look back at me." He read slowly, his eyebrows raised, and the faint smell of smoke spread out in the room.

Song Youran bit her lips and covered her head in the quilt, pretending to be dead.

"I would like to work with you into fish in the Aegean Sea, support each other and work together until old age."

After reading this sentence, he paused, "Kitten, is it better to be a fish or a cat?"

Song Youran's voice came from the quilt, "Why do you need to be a fish and a cat? I think it's good to be a human being. Mr. Yin's taste is really not satisfactory."

Yin Yueze glanced at the bloated quilt and said, "It seems that it's better to be a cat. If you are a fish, I will go to the Aegean Sea to fish you out and put it under my nose every day, so as to save so many peach blossoms."

There was one before, and now another one, and I don’t know how many are hidden in secret.

Song Youran poked her head out of the quilt, "The sea is so big, cats can't swim, you can't catch me."

"Is that true?" He spit out two words, squeezing his cigarette butt, and stopped reading the love letter.

"It's true. I'm free. As long as I have the ability, I can't go wherever I want." Song Youran looked up and said, "God is unfair. Some people are born as pride of heaven, and some people can only live in the mud. Why?"

"As long as I have that opportunity, I must break free from the constraints and step on the rules."

"There are so many opportunities, isn't there one in front of you? Don't you catch it?" Yin Yueze pulled down the quilt on her body.

"What opportunity?" Song Youran was suspicious.

"Me." Yin Yueze lowered his head and kissed her all at once. The rich tobacco smell filled her mouth and his tone was doting. "You are already in front of me. You can tell me anything you want to do. It's better than doing it alone."

"You are stupid." Song Youran said dissatisfied.

Yin Yueze chuckled, "Yeah, let's go together."

"Who is with you!"

"Don't move, what do you want to do? Hum...get it..."

"No, um, huh..."

"You, don't touch there, huh..."

...

Song Youran was tossed and turned all night, twisted into various positions, and the messy clothes were scattered in the room, symbolizing the intense situation last night.

She rubbed her waist and got up, and Yin Yueze had already gone to the company.

Thinking of what he said to him last night, a trace of sweetness rose in Song Youran's heart.

If she told him what she wanted to do, would he help her?

I was in a good mood and saw everything. Song Youran had a happy whole day.

The piano competition three days later that I had made an appointment with the director of the Academic Affairs Office, and Liu Xiao was absent.

According to her roommate, 6 Xiao never came to school three days ago. At this moment, there are many truths that have been clear.

The director of the Academic Affairs Office thought of a new way to let Song Youran prove herself that she only needed to play the piano music from the competition that day, and let the judges judge the rest.

Song Youran did it as soon as she played it again, which was simpler for her.

After the projectile was finished, the director asked her to go back and wait for the result.

Song Ling stayed in the hospital for more than a month and was finally discharged. Song Youran didn't know if he was sensitive, but always felt that his mood seemed to be better than when he was in the hospital before. His face was cold, like ice.

When he returned home, Song Youran refused to let him work and prepared meals for him personally.

"It's not easy to eat the rice cooked by Youran. Is this a benefit for the patient?" Song Ling smiled and picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of ribs.

"Of course, so you have to eat more now, so you won't be able to enjoy such good treatment in the future." Song Youran's cooking skills have improved greatly, and they were all trained by Yin Yueze.

Song Ling praised it after tasting a little.

"Not bad." He picked up another chopstick dish. "If you didn't live in school, I thought you had practiced secretly. I don't let you do it at home. I didn't expect you to be quite talented in cooking."

Song Youran originally wanted to be overwhelmed, but now he heard this sentence and directly gave up this idea.

Halfway through the meal, the call came.

She picked up her cell phone and took a look, took a sneak peek at Song Ling, and ran to her room to answer the phone.

"Hello?"

"I won't go back to dinner tonight, I'm going to go back to the old house." Yin Yueze's voice came through his phone, and Song Youran walked in again, afraid that Song Ling would hear it.

"I understand. My brother is discharged from the hospital. Now he is at home. I won't go back tonight and live at home." She said.

When Yin Yueze heard this, he frowned slightly, "Are you coming back?"

He just didn't go back to eat, and this little thing was fine and he didn't go back.

"Well, I want to spend time with my brother at home. I haven't talked to him for a long time."

Yin Yueze thought silently for a while and reluctantly agreed.

"Don't chat late, get off early."

"good."

Song Youran responded and returned to the dining table, meeting Song Ling's unidentified gaze.

"Youran, whose phone number?" He became alert. Song Youran is now in college, and in high school, there were several guys who had the idea of ​​her. Now it's more or less. He has to keep his sister close and don't be taken away by the wolf if he accidentally.

"A classmate." Song Youran replied slightly.

"Oh, male and female?"

"Female." Song Youran knew that her brother was testing her, how could she tell the truth?

Song Ling observed her for a while before nodding, "You are only eighteen years old now, it's too early to fall in love or something. It's not too late to talk after graduating from college."

"Yeah." Song Youran agreed randomly, changing the topic, "After that, brother, the sister-in-law you found for me. I haven't seen a real person yet. When will you bring it back for me to see?"

She didn't say this, but when she said this, Song Ling's face immediately became cold, "Where did you come from? Learn your practice well, don't think about these things."

Song Youran silently lowered her head to cook rice.

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The old house of Yin family.

After Yin Yueze came back, he was fooled by Mr. Yin, and he set up a blind date at home and was waiting for him.

There was a large table of sumptuous delicacies. On both sides of the long table, Old Master Yin sat in his seat, with Yin Shengting on one side, Ji Tongping and Ji Mingrou on the other side.

"Old man, the third young master is back." Zhang Ma rushed to the restaurant and said.

Then Yin Yueze's figure appeared behind her, and his indifferent black eyes swept over the father and daughter of the Ji family, first greeted Mr. Yin, and then looked at Ji Tongping, "Head of the Ji family."

As for Ji Mingrou, he ignored it intentionally or unintentionally.

Ji Tongping looked at Yin Yueze with a smile, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became, "Yueze is back."

Mr. Yin greeted Yin Yueze with kind eyes and looked at him. He always loved his grandson, especially the third and fourth. Whenever Yin Yueze came back, Yin Shengting would be driven to the next position by him. The seat at his hand would always belong to two grandsons.

Yin Yueze fell down, and his real purpose for coming back today was officially launched.

"The third brother, this is the eldest daughter of the Ji family, Ji Mingrou." Yin Shengting was in a good mood today and introduced it to Yin Yueze.

Yin Yueze just nodded lightly, "Miss Ji."

Ji Mingrou looked at Yin Yueze with her eyes, the perfect dream lover described by many people.

She rarely participates in the affairs of the Ji Group, nor has she ever contacted Yin Yueze. She only heard about his affairs and has heard more than once.

It is said that Yin Yueze, the president of Yin, has been the president for ten years. He is mature, steady, and profound. He is a typical successful person who has turned his hand into the business world. Now it seems true. How many people are coveting single people at the diamond level in Yuncheng?

At first, Ji Tongping told her to ask her to try with Yin Yueze. She was not particularly willing. As the eldest lady of the Ji family, she had fallen to the point of looking at others. There were a lot of people chasing her everywhere.

This state of mind began to change as she saw Yin Yueze. She thought that if the partner was Yin Yueze, she could try to get along with her.

"Young Master Yin." She responded with a slight smile.

"What's the name of "San Shao, Mingrou, you are about the same age as the third brother, just call it a name, so is the third brother." Yin Shengting tried to get into the relationship between the two.

Yin Yueze's face was still faint, and he ignored his words.

"Ms. Ji is a girl's house after all, so it's not appropriate to call her name." In a simple sentence, the warm atmosphere just now was pulled away by him again.

Mr. Yin is also optimistic about Ji Mingrou, who is elegant and well-educated. As the two top families in Yuncheng, if the Ji family and the Yin family can marry each other, they will definitely take each other to a higher level.

The most important thing is that his old friends, who are several years younger than him, have great-grandchildren. He has three grandchildren here, but he doesn't even have a grandson wife, and he doesn't know where his great-grandchildren are. Every time he sees those old guys, he is envious and jealous.

"Mingrou, look at our Yueze, how about it?" Old Master Yin was much more cheerful than Yin Shengting, and directly picked the goals of both sides to the surface. He was not a dragging person. Instead of looking at it bit by bit, it would be better to ask my opinion directly.

"The third young master is very good." Ji Mingrou smiled at Old Master Yin, and her eyes flashed with softness when she looked at Yin Yueze.

Mr. Yin now felt aware, "Since it's good, you juniors should have a common language. Contact us more in the future and come to the old house to sit in."

"I can do it, grandpa." Ji Mingjudo.
To be continued...