Li Yifeng beckoned to the maid who was about to turn around and leave, "Go get some cups."
The maid gave him an impatient look, and said gruffly: "The cup is in the cupboard, don't you take it by yourself?" After speaking, she walked out of the living room.
Lin Wanyu looked at the maid’s fat back in surprise. She thought the janitor would be rude enough, but she didn’t expect the maid in the villa to be more rude. Isn’t Li Yifeng the master in the eyes of these servants? But if he is not the master, then who ordered that arrogant maid to deliver the wine
Li Yifeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I laughed, I laughed."
Luo Ye laughed, "I guess that auntie must have slept on a bed with the janitor just now."
Li Yifeng explained in a low voice: "The servants and the janitor here were all left by my father back then. They watched me grow up, so they were a bit arrogant to me. Maybe they thought that I was idle all day and had a negative effect on my father. Expect it."
Lin Wanyu gave him a strange look. "Cousin Yifeng, you are doing very well. Nanshan Manor and Nanshan Real Estate are both in good order. Why should you blame yourself?"
Li Yifeng smiled gently, "In fact, I should thank Hu Jiyao for that."
These words made Luo Ye and Lin Wanyu both startled slightly. They all thought of Hu Jiyao's role at the same time, but they didn't expect Li Yifeng to admit it generously.
"Listening to you, I am looking forward to seeing this Miss Hu more and more." Lin Wanyu said with a smile.
Luo Ye nodded, his face cautiously calm. There is no flaw in Li Yifeng’s words. Hu Jiyao does have that kind of unique temperament, but it seems that it is a little deliberate to give all the credit to Hu Jiyao, as if he set up a barrier, but he was afraid that Luo Ye could not guess. To the answer, deliberately hang the answer in an obvious position.
The entire Nanshan Villa gave him a gloomy and depressed feeling, which was not in keeping with Li Yi's style, and was different from Hu Jiyao's style.
Maybe there is a third person—whether it is Li Yifeng or Hu Jiyao, they are just chess pieces hidden in the shadow villa.
-Two willing chess pieces.
Luo Ye raised his head slightly and followed Lin Wanyu's words and said, "I don't look forward to seeing Xiao Yao anymore."
Lin Wanyu asked curiously: "Why? Haven't you been asking why Miss Hu didn't show up just now?"
Luo Ye wrinkled his nose exaggeratedly, approached Lin Wanyu and sniffed vigorously, and said jokingly, "Why do I smell sour vinegar?"
Li Yifeng pursed his lips, and a look of horror quickly slipped away from the corner of his eye.
Lin Wanyu didn’t realize Luo Ye’s puns. She replied angrily: “I’m not jealous! I’m just wondering why you suddenly changed after listening to your cousin Yifeng? Like Miss Hu. Shouldn't women with talents be more favored?"
Luo Ye yawned lazily, "I have no interest in career women."
Lin Wanyu raised her handsome chin fiercely, and then slowly nodded. "I see." She stood up, "I'll help you get your drinking glasses—"
"Thank you, cousin Wan Yu." Li Yifeng said politely.
Luo Ye grabbed the wine bottle in the tray and stretched out his hand to unscrew the cap, "You don't need to take it for me, I like to drink it directly. Dogfish head, um, tasteful. Xiaofeng, do you know why I want to make friends with you? "
"Because I, the young man of Jinghua, have good taste?" Li Yifeng asked rhetorically like a mockery of himself.
Luo Ye took a sip of beer and smacked his tongue, "No."
"why?"
"Because you will spend money." Luo Ye pointed at him with the mouth of the wine bottle.
Li Yifeng smiled, "Brother Luo, look at what you said, I am one of the four sons of Jinghua City, of course I am spending money like water, haha."
Luo Ye shook his head, "You are different from them. They are Huhuas, but you know how to spend money to show value. Of the four young masters of Jinghua, you must be the one who can get this title with the least effort? "
Li Yifeng's eyes widened first, then narrowed. "Brother Luo, please allow me to correct it. The title of Prince Jinghua was given by a friend, not for buying it."
"How did those friends who gave you the title come from?" Luo Ye tilted his head, his fingers casually slid around the mouth of the wine bottle.
The mouth of the dogfish head bottle is very small, but Li Yifeng feels like he is going to be put in it.
There was a long silence, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn, as if silently mourning for the dead.
"Huh, it was here!" Lin Wanyu finally found the cup in the unfamiliar cupboard.
Li Yifeng got rid of the embarrassment, he forced a calm smile at Luo Ye, "Brother Luo, you really praise me too much. I really hope I am as smart as you said, but these are all the credit of Hu Jiyao. And, as you saw just now, in Nanshan Manor, even an old servant dared to yell at me." The plan to hide the true self must be implemented firmly.
Luo Ye grinned, then raised his head and took a sip of beer.
"Right," Lin Wanyu suddenly remembered when he handed the cup to Li Yifeng, "Who was Monica that you said when you met?"
Li Yifeng took a look at Luo Ye and asked in surprise, "Cousin Wan Yu, Brother Luo hasn't told you such a wonderful story?"
Lin Wanyu shook her head in confusion, "I knew he won the Lamborghini Reventon when he gave you money."
Li Yifeng smiled and said, "Simply put, that car belongs to Monica. Monica is an incredible woman. Brother Luo forced her to take off her clothes..."
Lin Wanyu felt that the oxygen in the lungs was completely drained by Li Yifeng's meaningful smile. She lowered her eyelids, not wanting to look at Luo Ye's expression.
Luo Ye took a sip of his wine with a contented expression, "Monica, that enchantress, she has a really good figure..."
Lin Wanyu's gaze fell on the dogfish head wine bottle in her hand, and the label of the bottle happened to have a swaying beauty image, with a big waist and a fat buttocks, and a red hair with curling hair-I don't know the "witch" Moni Does the card look like this too? She didn't turn her eyes quickly to look away, nor did she pretend that it didn't exist, because there was no way to pretend. She just stared at the label girl quietly. After a while, all the feelings of loss that Luo Ye ignored today returned to her face.
She gently grabbed the wine bottle and poured herself a full glass.
The liquor was brown, and a strong fermented taste rushed out. She closed her breath and took a shallow sip. Alcohol squeezed through the gaps in the teeth, with a dull soft numb feeling. In just a moment, the pleasant smell of raw pine filled the whole mouth. It was very strong, and it was almost chewed in the mouth. Under the sensation, at the base of the tongue, she can still feel a faint bitterness-this is unbearable for her who rarely touches alcoholic beverages.
Someone told her that when she drinks up to a standard, her tongue can taste the world's tastes. She tasted bitterness, but not sweetness.
Maybe she is not drinking enough.
If she doesn't try to divert her attention from alcohol, she will soon fall into bitterness. She put down her wine glass, picked up the photo album on the side, and her eyes lit up, "Cousin Yifeng, here are pictures of us when we were young! You were so cute when you were a child—"
Li Yifeng's handsome face flashed a trace of the aftertaste of his good childhood, "Yes, I am old now. There is a saying on the Internet that it is true that time is a killer knife."
Lin Wanyu looked at her photo with emotion, "I was really young at that time."
Li Yifeng blurted out without thinking, "No matter how old you are, you will always be my little sister."
Lin Wanyu looked at Li Yifeng gratefully, "Cousin Yifeng..." No matter whether this sentence is true or not, she is willing to remember it in her heart.
Luo Ye burped a drink untimely, "You are still young now, and you haven't been cut by a knife. It is inaccurate to say that the years are a pig-killing knife."
"Oh?" Li Yifeng asked, "So what is the correct view of Brother Luo?"
Luo Ye squinted his eyes and said quietly: "It should be said that the years are to feed pigs, feed you, and feed her..."
Lin Wanyu glared at Luo Ye bitterly, "You are the one who was fed by pig feed! Cousin Yifeng, ignore him, he has always been like this."
Li Yifeng laughed loudly, "Brother Luo is right. The pig-killing knife is indeed more vivid than pig feed."
"Cousin Yifeng, are you actually helping him speak?"
"Cousin Wan Yu, I really like Brother Luo's free and easy..."
The topic began to gradually ease. The formal and unfamiliar feeling at the beginning was like an ice wall, slowly melting under the baking of the fireplace. Lin Wanyu seemed to be back when he was a child, back to the childhood that was protected by his elder brother. The difference is that this time there is a man beside her who will never speak sweet words to her, but who can really protect her.
The two chatted for a while, all trivial topics. While drinking a customized beer, Luo Ye thought carefully about the conversation with Li Yifeng just now. There were heavy and hurried footsteps in the corridor, which sounded like an old maid rather than Hu Jiyao.
Sure enough, just as Luo Ye had expected, the ruthless old maid before carrying a tablet computer, walked in grievously, and involuntarily stuffed it into Li Yifeng's hands, "You always make noises. Doudizhu is uncomfortable, so I'll give it back to you."
Li Yifeng smiled and said, "That's the prompt sound in the mailbox—" He put the tablet in place, opened the mailbox, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.
"Cousin Yifeng, what's wrong?"
"Cousin Wan Yu, have you read today's latest news?" He frowned and asked.
"No," Lin Wanyu said in confusion, "I have been in Luo Ye's car and can't read the news. What's wrong? What news did you receive in your mailbox?"
Li Yifeng handed the tablet to Lin Wanyu, "This is the message my stock broker has just sent me: Dingxin International's stock has reached its limit."