Shang Yinlan pursed his lips and said nothing.
This time, Shang Yinran was determined, and he wouldn't know how to constrain if he didn't teach Severe Cold a lesson.
"Shang Yinliang." Severe Han gritted his teeth, chanting her name again and again.
He is not such a restless person.
"Shang Yinliang, what do you want?"
Condensing her eyes, he paused every word.
As long as she said, as long as he could do it.
Even if she asked him to never see Xu Xin again, or even Jiang Xiaofeng, he might agree.
"I want you to stay away from me."
Shang Yinran sneered and whispered.
Severe cold Feng's eyes shrank.
Hooking his lips, he withdrew back.
That night, the two people covered a quilt and slung on two pillows. They had a good experience of what it means to be in the same bed with different dreams.
The Cold War in the first sense also kicked off.
After breakfast, Yan Lihan went to work with Shang Yinran.
Yan Yuxi sat in the living room with Mrs. Yan. Wang Ruoqing came back from the outside and whispered to the old lady: "Mom, the car is ready."
"Car?" Yan Yuxi looked at Granny Yan in confusion: "Mom, are you going out?"
"Well, go meet someone." Old lady Yan looked at her and whispered: "That little star who entangled with Li Han."
"Where can you go personally?" Yan Yuxi shook her head and laughed, holding Granny Yan's hand, and pressing, "Mom, I'll just go."
After thinking about it for a moment, Mrs. Yan nodded, "It's okay, then you can go and tell the little girl clearly, and cut off her thoughts."
Xu Xin was still in the hospital and suddenly received a call saying that the Yan family's old lady wanted to see herself.
She couldn't recover for a long time.
However, I quickly guessed the purpose of the old lady to see herself.
The meeting place was in a private tea house.
Pushing the door open, Xu Xin was stunned when she saw the people in the box.
Yan Yuxi looked at her with her lips, walked over and pushed her into the box.
Xu Xin trembling, her fingers tightened on the wheelchair armrest.
Old lady Yan is difficult to deal with, and so is Yan Yuxi.
"Ms. Wei is a smart person. I never go around in circles when talking to smart people."
"Yes, just say it if you have something to say."
Xu Xin seemed to be ready a long time ago.
Either throw money, or threaten, rich tactics, idiomatic.
Yan Yuxi looked at her with a smile, "Miss Wei, do you know that you look like a person?"
"What?" Suddenly, Xu Xin didn't expect that Yan Yuxi suddenly said something like this.
…
Shang Yinran, who returned to Yan's house after get off work, was still a little nervous.
Pushing open the bedroom door, it was dark.
Severe cold didn't come back
The first reaction is this.
She bit her lip, and suddenly there was a gloomy male voice somewhere in front of her: "Have you come back?"
"Ah!" shouted in surprise, and Shang Yinran shrank into a ball on the spot.
Feng's eyes became cold, and the man got up from the tatami and walked over.
One grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward, and the other hand closed the bedroom door.
The little woman in front of her was still panting, seemingly shocked.
Severe Hanjian's eyebrows were awe-inspiring, and he said coldly, "As for?"
"What are you talking about!" She suddenly raised her head. In the dark night, her eyes were incredibly bright, but they were full of anger.
The corners of Severe Cold's lips were pressed into a straight line, over her shoulder, and the wall light switch on the wall was turned on.
The light burst into his eyes, and Shang Yin narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand to push him away.
Severe Han condensed her small porcelain white face and suddenly raised the corners of her mouth.
Now that the Cold War is no longer turbulent, I actually miss her a little bit of her noise before.
Shang Yinran frowned and strode past him to the bathroom.
Coming out of the bathroom, Severe Han stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, not knowing what he was thinking.
With her hair half wet, she walked to the closet and took out the quilt and pillow from it.
Tatami, how long hasn't been asleep since.
Looking back, I saw the little woman lying on the tatami.
Severe Hanfeng's eyes were gloomy, sparkling with fire.
Do you want to sleep on tatami mats
Okay, then get enough sleep!
Going to the big bed, Severe Cold lay down and turned off the bedside lamp.
…
A black Bentley Shangmu drove low-key in the prosperous streets of Ancheng in the constant flow of traffic and crowds.
Inside the car, a pair of phoenix eyes were as cold as water, staring at a thin and slender figure in the crowd in front of him.
Shang Yinran held a cup of hot coffee in his hand and a burrito bought from the subway entrance in his other hand, and waited for the traffic lights with many busy office workers.
A company department recognized her and came up to say hello.
"Business assistant, oh no, business secretary, good morning."
The man smiled shyly.
Shang Yinran vaguely remembered that this was a former colleague from overseas, so he smiled and said, "Good morning."
Because of Shang Yinran's smile, the man's cheeks turned red.
Just as the green light was on, they walked the aisle together and walked into the Dynasty Building.
With a low snort.
Someone who witnessed this scene sneered.
Talking and laughing with others, the corners of the mouth are almost grinning to the ears.
Facing myself, a face is more bitter than Huanglian.
Start the car, black Bentley Shangmu speeds.
President's Office.
Cheng Lin pushed the door in, holding the documents that needed to be signed by Severe Cold.
Biting her lower lip, she hesitated and said, "President."
Feng's eyes lifted, and Severe Han looked at Cheng Lin.
"On the day Miss Wei was hospitalized, Yinyin had been to the hospital."
He already knows this.
"Have you met her?"