When Yin Yueze received a call from Mr. Yin, he was driving back to Lanheng Mansion. When he heard what Mr. Yin said, he pondered for a moment, "Did Ji Tongping come by himself?"

"No, there is also the girl Mingrou."

"Then I won't go, grandpa said I'm working overtime in the company." Yin Yueze refused. Ji Tongping asked him at this time, but there were only two things, one about the land in the east of the city, and the other wanted to continue to explore his meaning to Ji Mingrou. He brought Ji Mingrou to show that the latter was more important.

"It's not good to do this. After all, the other party is the Ji family." Old Master Yin tried to persuade him.

Yin Shengting said that Yin Yueze was having sex with a newly grown girl outside, but Yin Yueze did not make any official statement and did not take anyone to show him the old house. Maybe he did not have any intention of being with the girl for a long time.

"There is nothing wrong. Ji Tongping has business, so he will contact me directly. It is not business, so there is no need to meet." He said it very clearly. This marriage is impossible.

Mr. Yin felt a little regretful, and finally followed his grandson's opinion, "Okay, then you can come back more often when you have time, don't be busy with those things in the company."

Yin Yueze responded, and then took off the Bluetooth headset in his ear as he hung up the phone.

When I returned to Lanheng Mansion, I was in my heart when facing the deserted villa, especially after feeling the warmth of a family, the loneliness became more and more obvious.

I used to be alone, but now I am alone, so why can't I adapt?

The lilies in the vase have already withered, and the shriveled petals have fallen beside the bottle. The kitchen utensils have not moved for a long time, as if they are covered with a light layer of dust. When I opened the refrigerator, the originally fresh vegetables inside were dull at this time.

He closed the refrigerator and returned to the living room. The three grass dolls on the shelf had already jumped up. The thin green grass looked quite cute. It was originally a dead object, but it was given vitality by the bushes.

Yin Yueze stared at the three dolls for a while, picked up the small shower next to them, and watered them a little.

Putting down the shower, he went out with the car keys.

Song Youran and Song Ling came home after dinner outside. It started to snow in the sky, falling on the ground and quickly disappeared.

She looked up at the night sky and saw the white down jacket and snowflakes melted into one, falling on her face with a cold touch, and drilling into her neck through the gap.

"Brother, it's snowing!" Song Youran opened his arms and turned around a few times, looking at the snowflakes rising all over the sky.

This is the first snow of this year, as if washing away all the dirty dirt, leaving only clear pure white.

Song Ling smiled slightly on his lips, put his hands in his pocket, and saw that she was excited in front of her, and his steps were never too fast.

As he walked, he stopped, took out his cell phone, and a name was jumping on the screen.

After answering the phone, she said a few words from the other side. Song Ling's expression changed and she said to Song Youran in front of her: "Youran! Go back by yourself, I have something to do, go back later!"

Song Youran turned around and he had already run a distance.

She didn't care much, she was very close to home anyway.

Recently, news broke out in Chengdong land. Ji's stock has hit the limit for several consecutive days. Song Youran is in a very good mood and is always kind to everyone when she sees it.

On the opposite side of the road, Yin Yueze was sitting in the car, the window was half open, and the smoke was filled with smoke. He held the cigarette outside the window and lit ash, held it in his mouth, drove towards the community where Song Youran was.

As soon as Song Youran walked to the bottom of the building, a buckle of car lights behind her illuminated the road under her feet.

The car hit the horn twice.

She glanced at the car and walked into the corridor as if she hadn't seen it.

Seeing this, Yin Yueze looked helpless and found a parking space to park the car, snatched out the cigarette, and followed with great strides.

There was no longer any sign of Song Youran in the corridor. The elevator was slowly rising. Just as another elevator door opened, and several residents walked out of the house, he went straight in and pressed the fourth floor.

On the first floor, four families, Song Youran was tightly closing the door.

He rang the doorbell and no one answered.

I pressed it again, but no one opened the door.

Song Youran was nestled on the sand and ate nuts, turning a deaf ear to the movements at the door.

The doorbell only rang twice and stopped ringing.

Then the screen of her phone lights up and a text message.

‘Kitten, open the door.’

Song Youran glanced at him and typed a few words.

'My brother said, don't let me let strangers in, especially men.'

Yin Yueze saw the reply letter and pondered for a moment.

‘I have prepared a New Year gift for you, do you want it?’

New Year gift?

Song Youran tilted her head, unable to guess what Yin Yueze would give her. After she vaguely knew what Yin Yueze meant to her in the hospital that day, her mood gradually changed slightly, especially when dealing with Yin Yueze.

She thought for a while, ran to the door and opened a crack, and poked her little head out, as if some kind of cute little animal had left the nest.

Yin Yueze was standing at the door, his eyes fell on her, containing the smiles of stars and the calmness of the deep sea.

Seeing her cute movements, I wanted to reach out to touch her head.

However, the little animal was frightened and subconsciously wanted to close the door. Fortunately, he quickly grabbed the door with his eyes and hands, otherwise this hand would be in trouble.

Song Youran released the door handle and Yin Yueze entered the room.

I closed the door with my backhand, looked at the layout of the house, and noticed a pile of nut shells on the coffee table.

"What are you doing?" Song Youran sat down on the sand and continued to peel nuts, peeling one and eating one.

Yin Yueze sat down next to her, and looked up and saw a group of photos hanging on the wall opposite. In the middle is a photo of Song Youran and Song Ling. Song Ling bent over, and Song Youran lay on his back and made a flying position, with a bright smile. Although he was not a brother and sister, he was intimate.

"You have a good relationship with your brother." He asked.

"That's natural. We grew up together, so the relationship is of course good." Song Youran put a nut in his mouth.

“It’s rare.”

Song Youran paused and muttered in a low voice: "What's so rare? Are you just three brothers?"

"My elder brother is an illegitimate child. Our relationship can only be considered harmonious and not close. Jerry Jerry joined the army at the age of 18. It has been five or six years since now, and he rarely goes home."

This is the first time Yin Yueze takes the initiative to talk about his family.

"Don't you have a sister?" She remembered that there was a second lady in the Yin family named Yin Mo.

"She likes traveling. I see her the same time as Jerry Jerry. Sometimes I can't see you for a year, and I call you either in Spain or in Thailand."

His voice was very light, and although his tone was calm, he must have cared about it in his heart.

Song Youran felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably and no longer peeled the nuts.

"You haven't said that, why are you looking for me?"

Yin Yueze suddenly grabbed her hand and held it tightly, not allowing her to retreat, nor would he hurt her.

"Youran." He spoke in a deep voice, "Can I go back to Lanheng Mansion with me, just like before?"

This is the second time.

The second time he said this to her.

And the answer to this sentence is the source of their quarrel that day.

After so many days, Song Youran no longer felt anything, but she still shook her head, "If it's for this, then you go back."

He has come out, and now he will explain to his brother when he goes back. Besides, Yin Yueze’s attitude and position are not clear. As he said, he has a certain responsibility and cannot do anything randomly. If she keeps like this, even if she goes back, the two will quarrel again over this matter.

Yin Yueze looked at her deeply, "Do you have to worry about this?"

"Yes, if this matter is not resolved, our best ending is to be like strangers." Song Youran was very firm in her position. She stood there and would never move at all.

"Youran, let's change the topic and talk about Mrs. Ji." Yin Yueze said suddenly.

Jing Lan.

Song Youran frowned his eyebrows, and the soft aura around him disappeared, replaced by a very sharp force. His whole body seemed to burst out in an instant, with a strong sense of resistance.

"What are you talking about her doing?" She was very cautious.

Yin Yueze looked at her fierce reaction and silent for a long time before saying, "It's okay, I just suddenly want to ask."

Song Youran's expression was even worse, "Are you going to test me?"

Before Yin Yueze could speak, Song Youran's cell phone rang, and Song Ling called.

Her face slowly calmed down and she answered the phone.

"Youran, I can't go back today. Something happened to my friend here. You can go to bed early."

"Okay, I get it."

After hanging up the phone, Song Youran issued an order to expel Yin Yueze, "My brother said he is about to arrive in the community, so you can leave quickly."

Yin Yueze had a headache. He didn't know why Song Youran was so persistent in overthrowing the Ji family, but he could vaguely realize that she had concealed many things about her, which were related to the land in the east of the city and the Ji family.

She didn't want to tell him that she had isolated him from the ones she believed in.

Yin Yueze breathed a sigh of relief and stood up, "Then I'll leave."

The two parted in disagreement for the second time.

Song Youran's good mood over the past few days has dissipated and it has completely dissipated.

"Meow……"
To be continued...