Yin Yueze didn't want to pay attention to it, but he felt itchy.

Song Youran has always been docile with him. She can do whatever he wants. Whether it is other aspects or in bed, she will hardly really refute his meaning. Even though she knows that she has a purpose to follow her, she still can't help but want to take care of her emotions and be better for her, so he has never had too many constraints on her.

What about her? The two of them have been together for almost two months. How does she feel about herself?

By the way, he really went to Wei Shaoheng to get together.

"In Song Youran's eyes, I didn't see any affection. She was following you, just because there was a purpose that needed to be used to accomplish. Once you achieved it, you were useless, and she would not follow you obediently."

Yin Yueze's expression was frozen and he was inexplicably upset.

"Yueze, don't say that brother didn't remind you, you can definitely feel that Song Youran's personality. I guess she will only look for you if she has something to do, and she won't even call you if she has nothing to do. What does this mean? It means that she doesn't care about you at all. You have to keep it in a good position and pull it out quickly when you haven't fallen into it."

"What kind of girl is the most difficult to deal with. She is very thoughtful, extreme, and thoughtful sometimes you can't guess her true thoughts. If you are unwilling to break up, it is not impossible to beat you up behind the scenes. The extreme ones are even more difficult to tell. Once you break up, you will have to die. It's not just acting, but you are really seeking death! Song Youran, at first glance, is the kind of person in front of you."

Seeing that Yin Yueze had not spoken, his heart skipped a beat and asked carefully: "Can you take it back?"

Yin Yueze was silent for a long time, touched his body, but now he didn't carry cigarettes. He asked him, "Do you have cigarettes?"

Wei Shaoheng took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him. He took out one and lit it and sucked it. His upset mood was slightly better.

"I'm not you, I have no plans to break up." He said.

Wei Shaoheng suddenly looked like a ghost, "If you don't break up, are you going to marry her if you don't break up? Let's talk about your old man, which one of you is suitable for age and identity?"

If the age is twenty-nine, the other is eighteen years old, and three years a generation gap, there will be nearly four generation gaps between the two.

Identity, an orphan, and an heir to the Fuyin family in Yuncheng, can't get to know each other.

Yin Yueze pondered, "Don't worry about this for now. When the time comes, I will take Youran to the old house to pay homage to my grandfather."

Wei Shaoheng looked at Mu Yunshen, "Yue Ze, you have always been very self-controlled, so you must pay attention, otherwise you will be like Yunshen in the future."

Mu Yunshen didn't even look at him, and several bottles of wine were already opened in a blink of an eye.

"Or, I'll give you an idea, which will be most useful for girls like Song Youran." Wei Shaoheng said to Yin Yueze in a low voice.

"I dare not use your ideas."

"What?" Wei Shaoheng stared at you, "I'll tell you that Song Youran is so thoughtful and ordinary way to give decorations, bags, clothes, etc., it doesn't work for her at all. You have to use some tough methods to keep people around you. She is just a bad background. If she has this opportunity, with her intelligence and that face, she will definitely soar into the sky. At that time... you will be miserable."

"One of the people she is in contact with now is probably the only one who has a prominent identity. When she comes into contact with more people, she will appear when she goes out of Yuncheng and goes to the world. In fact, in this world, there are more options suitable for her, and you are so old that she... "

Wei Shaoheng's words have to be said, and it invisibly ended up in Yin Yueze's heart.

Now is now, and in the future, when Song Youran finishes what she wants, or when she really grows up slowly, will she still be like now, lying in her arms every day and living a peaceful life together?

Song Youran took her cell phone and walked to the corridor and answered the phone.

"Hey? Who is that?"

After a long time, someone said, "May I ask, are you Song Youran?"

When Song Youran heard this voice, her heart trembled, and her lips moved, "Yes."

"I'm Jing Lan."

Song Youran didn't know what to say for a moment, and Jing Lan didn't say anything, and the phone was quiet.

"I received a few photos two months ago. A few days ago, I found the person who sent these photos. These photos were sent by you, right?"

"……good."

"Then you probably recognize me." Jing Lan's voice softened, "We have met in the piano store before, and at that time I didn't expect to see you."

She didn't seem to feel guilty, but just slowly told a common thing.

"I didn't expect it." Song Youran said coldly.

"Youran, can I meet you? There are some things I want to talk to you in person." Jing Lan seemed to not hear the coldness in her words.

Song Youran's fingers tightened. When she received the photo, the man wanted to send him away, but now he doesn't know what to do.

"when?"

"How is it tomorrow morning? You can decide the location."

"Yes, tomorrow at 9:30 am, there will be a tea ceremony residence outside the north gate of Yuncheng. I will book the tenth private room there to wait for you."

Song Youran hung up the phone and returned to the private room. Mu Yunshen leaned against the sand and drank drunk. Several cigarette butts were inserted in the ashtray in front of Yin Yueze. Wei Shaoheng was trying to drag the drunk Mu Yunshen away on his back.

Yin Yueze also drank more than a bottle. Song Youran sat next to him and looked at Mu Yunshen, "Has he always been like this?"

Song Youran always felt that Mu Yunshen’s appearance did not match his current personality.

"No, he was not like this before. In the past year, it has changed a lot." Yin Yueze looked at Mu Yunshen, "He used to be like his own temperament, a gentleman, quiet and gentle, and as moist as jade."

These three words are really not tied to Mu Yunshen at this time.

Song Youran could not imagine how Mu Yunshen became like this.

"People will change, but no matter how much they change, they shouldn't be able to change. A person's nature is there, just like him, doesn't he still have a cat at home? People who can raise small animals will always have a soft part of their hearts."

When Yin Yueze heard this, his eyebrows frowned, "He has a cat?"

"Yes, I went to the hospital to see my brother touching him. There were two traces of being scratched by a cat on his hand. I asked a few questions and he said there was a cat that had been raised for several years. Don't you know?" Song Youran was very surprised.

Yin Yueze looked at Wei Shaoheng, and Wei Shaoheng shook his head, "We have been to Yunshen's family several times. When did he raise a cat? No."

Song Youran couldn't figure it out either. Yin Yueze walked to Mu Yunshen and flipped over his palm. There were two white marks on it, which looked like scars that had scabs and fell off after being scratched.

"It really is?" Wei Shaoheng was surprised. "I asked him before which one dog or cat like. He said dogs are better, but he secretly raised a cat."

"It may be that I have raised it recently." Yin Yueze pulled his arm over the back of his neck and helped him get up. "Often cats are raised, they won't scratch people much. If they really have been raised for a few years, they will not scratch such a deep hole."

Song Youran still felt something was wrong, and she seemed to have overlooked an important thing.

At this time, Mu Yunshen suddenly pushed Yin Yueze away, rushed to Song Youran, grabbed her shoulder and shook it hard a few times. Song Youran was startled.

He looked at Song Youran with red eyes, and the force in his hand seemed to crush her bones, "Song Youran, you really have a good brother!"

His tone was filled with sadness and self-deprecating. He smiled miserably, as if he was crazy after getting drunk, or as if he was using alcohol to say what he really wanted to say in his heart.

"Yun Shen." Yin Yueze grabbed his wrist with one hand, pulled him away, and then stood in front of Song Youran, blocking her behind, "What's wrong with you?"

Mu Yunshen gritted his teeth and said two words from his mouth, "It's okay."

Then he staggered out of the box.

Wei Shaoheng chased him out, Yin Yueze turned around and stared at Song Youran with a look of undetectable concern, "He may be drunk, has he caught you?"

Song Youran shook her head in a daze, "It's okay."

When she heard Mu Yunshen say that just now, a gap seemed to be opened in her mind, and some ignored details magnified in her heart.

Song Ling, Mu Yunshen, Mao, and the back that happened to appear in the Emperor's elevator before...

She suddenly had a guess.

When she came to her senses, she had already been led into the elevator by Yin Yueze. She looked at the row of buttons next to the elevator door and her eyes fell on the second floor.

I remember when I first came to Emperor, she thought that the two underground floors were part of the bar. Later, someone told her that this was true, but there was a little difference. Why was it different? Because the negative floor was a place where normal people spend money on life and drink.

And the second floor...

Thinking of this, Song Youran's thoughts were in chaos.

——

The next morning, Jing Lan arrived at the tea ceremony residence as promised, and the waitress came forward to entertain her with a sweet smile.

"Hello, welcome to the Tea Ceremony House. Our Tea Ceremony House is the best teahouse in this area. Here you can enjoy the most relaxing service and the place to relax. Are you the first time you come back? Do you have an appointment?"

"I've made an appointment, and I'm in the tenth private room." Jing Lan dressed in a luxurious dress, carrying a famous brand bag, and wearing a cheongsam in real silk satin.

She looked at the tea ceremony house. As one of the top teahouses, the decoration styles were naturally very exquisite. She was very confused. Song Youran was obviously adopted by an ordinary family and had a hard time over the years. How could she afford such teahouses?

"Okay, please come with me."

The waiter led Jing Lan to the tenth private room, not to start the tenth private room, but to the name of this private room is the tenth private room.

Before Song Youran arrived, Jing Lan waved her hand to knock off the waiter and observed the private room.

The table is a mahogany tree root shape with rings of annual rings printed on it, with a beautiful set of ceramic tea sets on it, and the seats are two comfortable rattan chairs.

She sat down and waited in one of the seats. A hanging table was hung on the opposite wall, showing 9:30. On the wall below the table, there was a light-colored orchid texture printed on it. The texture was written in ink. The name of the article was enlarged on the left, with only three words.

Easy to say.

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I'll have a second hypnosis tomorrow.
Chapter completed!