After the birthday ceremony, Luo Rongcheng and Gu Youlan made free space for the children so that they could enjoy themselves at home. However, Luo Xingchuan did not let any of them into his bedroom.
Paying so much attention to privacy
Both Ran Tianyi and Lin Yong, both boys, were a little puzzled. Ran Tianyi generously let Luo Xingchuan visit his bedroom before, but Lin Yong's bedroom door was never closed.
Until ten o'clock in the evening, everyone was in high spirits, but they also knew that it was so late and shouldn't disturb the elders' rest.
After bidding farewell to the elders, they left the Luo family together. When waiting for the elevator, Lin Yong saw some old doors opposite the Luo's house and said strangely, "Who still uses such old-fashioned door locks these days? Your neighbors won't be so poor that they don't have the money to change the locks?"
With his home close at hand, Ye Tang didn't stare directly at the elevator screen to display the numbers.
Luo Xingchuan glanced at her and said to others, "This is the house of the Ye family. No one has lived in it for many years."
The little friend suddenly calmed down, Lin Yong woke up a bit from the wine, and said, "No wonder, hey." Lin Yong sighed softly. He didn't know what he was sighing, and he didn't know the Ye family.
There were three boys and three girls, but Ye Tang and Chen Yumo didn't have a car to pick them up. Luo Xingchuan definitely wanted to send Ye Tang, and Ran Tianyi carried forward the gentleman's style and offered to send Chen Yumo back to school.
A group of people separately in the parking lot. The distance between Fuxing Alley and Hainan Baichuan is so close, Luo Xingchuan did not call the driver, and walked Ye Tang home. He had more time with Ye Tang. The autumn evening wind is also very suitable for couples to walk.
However, when the two chatted, they did not connect with romance. Ye Tang told Luo Xingchuan that she had become a representative of the residents of Fuxing Lane, and she would come forward to negotiate with the Duan about the demolition in the future.
And Luo Xingchuan also told her Zhong Liang’s speculation and his and father’s plans. Ye Tang was surprised, “If it is confirmed that there is water underground, does it mean that Fuxing Lane cannot be demolished?”
Ye Tang doesn't care about demolition, but she already has the consciousness and sense of mission of the resident representatives. Everyone in the neighborhood is looking forward to demolition. This is everyone's wish.
"It's just that it's not suitable for high-rise buildings. It still depends on the location of the water. A building with seven or eight floors should be no problem."
In the city center, where the land is expensive, the land is expensive and the compensation for demolition is paid. As a result, building such a short house will inevitably lose money. At that time, were you still willing to promote this project? Can Fuxing Lane be demolished successfully
Ye Tang knows that the answer is definitely no.
Public interest and private interest are different positions, but it is a test of human nature.
Ye Tang frowned and thought, Luo Xingchuan's voice rang above her head, "Don't worry, my dad and I have already discussed it. If Duan doesn't care about it, we will accept this mess."
She was stunned and raised her eyes to see the boy's side face. His eyes looked forward and stepped forward, with an inexplicable feeling of beating Fang Qiu.
As if knowing that Ye Tang was looking at himself, the corners of his mouth curled up, "Do you think I look good?"
Ye Tang: "..."
"Businessmen, you can't just make profits, earn so much, and always have to give back some to the society."
"This is what your dad said?"
Luo Xingchuan said, "No, it's my own understanding," he looked at her, "Why, don't you believe it?"
"No, I just don't think this principle is something that you can feel at your age."
"People will grow up," Luo Xingchuan looked around, unknowingly they had already walked into Fuxing Lane. It was late at night and there was no one on the road. The light from the disrepaired street lamp was negligible. The door of the Mahjong room not far away was closed, and the sound of traffic on the street outside could be heard in the quiet environment.
He asked Ye Tang which part of Fuxing Lane was suitable for mechanical drilling, but it was not noticeable.
Ye Tang thought of Liu’s sister-in-law’s yard, “Her yard area is very high. It is close to the road and close to the subway construction site. Larger movements can be covered. I will ask her tomorrow to see if she wants to. …"
Ye Tang was talking and found that Luo Xingchuan seemed to be distracted, "Did you listen to me?"
"Didn't you say it? A birthday gift must have a sense of ritual. I like the black shirt you gave me, but I don't feel the sense of ritual. You seem to be a perfunctory gift that you bought on the roadside.
The topic turned too abruptly, Ye Tang hadn't reacted yet, and then asked slowly, "Then what gift do you want?" She had asked this question once before her birthday.
Luo Xingchuan stopped and looked at her quietly, his eyes were unusually bright, and Ye Tang looked away uncomfortably.
"Hidden what?" He chuckled, suddenly raised her chin, lowered his head, and then a kiss fell on her lips. There was a nerve in Ye Tang's brain that was disconnected instantly. She was fully able to push or even kick Luo Xingchuan away at this moment, but she did not do so.
Like a piece of wood, let him snatch Xiao Yetang's first kiss. No, in Ye Tang's eyes, it was just lips touching lips and teeth touching teeth. It was not a real kiss at all.
The jerky movements made Luo Xingchuan look like a real 19-year-old boy at this time.
In fact, he was also very nervous, he was very afraid that Ye Tang would slap him. But he didn't want to wait anymore. The green tea sent by Chen Yumo and Mingxue's scolding made him understand how threatening Cen Yannan was to him.
The position of this boy in Ye Tang's heart probably far exceeds that of Cai Yun and Kevin.
Seeing that she didn't resist herself, Luo Xingchuan quietly, tightly, and cautiously hugged Ye Tang's waist, his chin was next to the tip of her hair, and he breathed on top of her head.
He said in her ear, "You are willing to be with me, it is the best birthday present."
Ye Tang's mind was messed up, she didn't say a word, and leaned in Luo Xingchuan's arms at a loss. She knew it was wrong. She was condemned by morals and ethics, and she couldn't resist the closeness of the other party. She was indecisive and muddled like herself.
The two cuddled together like this, surrounded by a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.
Cen Yannan, who was on the last flight tonight and hurried home, wanted to celebrate his birthday with his mother and Ye Tang. He just got out of the taxi and saw this scene—he had never seen such a soft Ye Tang and Luo. Xingchuan leaned there, hugging each other tightly, as if there was no one else in the world.
His heart suddenly burst into tearing pain, his hands couldn't even bear the weight of his hand luggage, and the suitcase fell heavily to the ground.
Ye Tang was shocked by the sound, and Ye Tang subconsciously pushed Luo Xingchuan away, but Luo Xingchuan's hand strongly embraced her, she used force, but his arm against her waist became strangely acquainted.
At this time she heard Luo Xingchuan say in a friendly voice, "Yannan, are you back?"
She turned her head back abruptly and saw Cen Yannan who was standing a few meters away. The dark night obscured all the emotions in his eyes.