Shang Yinran's eyebrows clustered because of this name, and then continued to smile.
"Madam is back! Old lady! Madam!" Xiao Dong immediately turned his head and shouted.
Old lady Yan was shocked, and she hesitated when she heard it.
"Is it Yinyin?" Looking at Yan Yuxi, the old lady asked.
Yan Yuxi nodded vigorously with tears in her eyes.
After speaking, Shang Yinran's figure appeared.
"I'm back," she said.
Old Lady Yan stood up, shook her body, and reached out her hand, "Child!"
Shang Yinran couldn't help it anymore, tears raining down.
…
Yan's.
President's Office.
Meng Baozi swayed his two short legs, playing with the simulated bun toy intently.
Severe Han sat on the chair, not thinking about handling the documents, just looking at him with his chin.
The more I look at it, the more I like it.
The more I look, the more I love.
The more I look, the more I can't do without.
Severe Han got up and squatted in front of him, "Little Bao, Dad will ask you a question."
Meng Baozi looked at him, Xiaofeng narrowed her eyes, "I didn't say you are my father, you haven't proved it yet."
Severe Han coughed awkwardly and cleared his throat, "You said, how can I make your mother happy? Or, make your mother love me?"
Meng Baozi was in trouble when asked.
Eyeballs rolled around, suddenly, something came to mind.
"Drink," he said immediately.
"Drinking?" Stern Han's eyebrows gathered, "You mean, are you drunk?"
Meng Baozi nodded.
The severe cold is clear, and I have a plan.
He took Meng Baozi's hand, "Go, let's go home."
…
Shang Yinran stayed at Yan's house for dinner. It was only after 8 o'clock that she was let go by the reluctant old lady Yan.
It was almost 10 o'clock when I returned to the hotel by car, I guess the Meng Baozi was asleep.
Thinking about it, the elevator door opened with a "ding".
She stepped out, and as soon as she turned a corner, she found a person sitting in front of her room.
He bent one leg, straightened one leg, bowed his head, and swayed leisurely.
As she approached slowly, a strong smell of alcohol came over her face, and she finally saw who the person was.
"Severe cold! What are you doing!"
The female voice hovered above her head, questioning.
Yan Lihan slowly raised his head, and the phoenix eyes had a little focus.
"Yin Yin..." He called her with a smile, making Shang Yin's nose sour.
This Yinyin has poured his countless thoughts on for more than three years.
Trying to move, Severe Cold struggled to get up.
Only halfway through, his legs softened and he sat back directly on the ground.
"Bang!" there was a sound.
He was so big that he smashed to the ground with a dull voice.
Shang Yinran felt distressed, and hurriedly bent over to support his arm, "Is it all right? Huh?"
Yan Lihan smirked and didn't speak, just staring at her like that.
Shang Yinran didn't know whether to cry or laugh, so he twisted his arm to relieve his breath.
After Yu Guang glanced, she said coldly: "Come out!"
When she finished speaking, the door of the next room opened wide, and the two people who had been hiding to watch the excitement slowly emerged.
Lin Shen pushed Jin Yan and asked him to step forward and hide behind him.
Shang Yinran stood up and kicked the severe cold calf.
Raised an eyebrow and looked at the two men, "What's the matter? What about Xiao Bao?"
"Xiao Bao is sleepy and asleep." Lin Shen rushed to answer. After answering, he hurriedly shrank behind Jin Yan.
Shang Yinran hugged his arm, "Why is Severe Cold here? Also, still drinking like this?"
Pretending to be drunk became really drunk.
"He, why is he here?" Jin Yan said, looking sideways at Lin Shen, "Huh?"
Lin Shen gritted his teeth and secretly squeezed a piece of meat from Jin Yan's waist, his voice changed: "Yes, why?"
Shang Yinran was impatient, "You two will send him home."
"No return!"
This sound came from the severe cold at Shang Yinran's feet.
He reached out to hold Shang Yinran's fingertips and rubbed it gently: "I'm not going back, Yinyin, Yinyin..."
He took a mouthful of Yinyin, making her upset.
Shang Yinran bit his lip and didn't break free of his hand.
Jin Yan glanced at Shang Yinran, curled his lips, and stooped to help Severe Han up.
Lin Shen hurriedly helped, and the two of them worked together to help Severe Cold to get rid of it.
"Well, Shang Yinran, take care of Mr. Yan, you don't have to worry about Xiaobao, you just sleep with us, and we are leaving."
After quickly speaking, Lin Shen pulled Jin Yan away.
Shang Yinran sat on the solo sofa, staring at the sexy man in a daze.
He was lying on his back, with his legs drooping beside the bed. This position should be very uncomfortable.
She thought for a moment, got up to take off his shoes, and dragged him up again.
After finishing, she got up to leave, but he suddenly opened his eyes and hugged her.
"you!"
With an exclamation, Shang Yinran was held under severe cold.
His phoenix eyes lightly gaze, looking at her in confusion.
"Yinyin, is that you?"
The male voice was hoarse and obscure.
Shang Yinran did not speak.
Severe Han stretched out her slender fingers, bent them, and flicked her forehead.
"You are not good, why did you come back?"
This simple little action directly popped out Shang Yinran's tears.
For more than three years, she missed him very much.
Very very much.