The sea breeze gently blew on the beach, and the waves surged toward the shore layer by layer. The fine sand made a slight friction sound, which was like the sea singing.
Qingyou was preparing painting tools when she suddenly heard the sound of a car outside the door. Could it be Zhou Han? She put down her painting tools and ran out the door. When she saw Yang Yifeng getting out of the car, she couldn't hide her disappointed mood and the corners of her mouth curled up.
Radian, "Yifeng, it's you!"
Of course, Yang Yifeng did not miss her change from surprise to disappointment. This was what he could expect. Since he chose to stand behind her, there was nothing to worry about. He gave Qingyou a relaxed and cheerful smile, deliberately teasing,
"What? Are you unhappy that I'm here?"
"No, you've been in Shanghai for so long. I miss you so much. Fortunately, you still remember me as an old friend. I'm not happy enough." Qingyou stepped forward and took Yang Yifeng's arm, "Please come in!"
"Want to go painting?" Yang Yifeng entered the house and saw the painting tools prepared by Qingyou, "Well, the weather is nice today!"
Qingyou invited Yang Yifeng to the living room, pressed his shoulders and asked him to sit on the sofa, "Since you are here, you won't go. Of course, friends are important. How about it, is Shanghai fun?"
Yang Yifeng found that Qingyou was much more cheerful and easy-going, "We are not here to have fun. We work more than sixteen hours a day. Just kidding. Qingyou...you have changed!"
"Huh? What has changed about me?" Qingyou also sat down, picked up the teapot on the coffee table, poured tea, and then handed it to Yang Yifeng.
He looked up and down at Qingyou, "I can't put it into words, but I feel like you have changed! Your smile is more natural, and you are more talkative." Could it be that you have reconciled with Zhou Han? No, no, the little secretary is still with Zhou Han.
Where is the office? How is that possible?
"Haha, maybe!" Qingyou put a few special rose petals in the tea and took a sip slowly, "This scented tea is very good, you can try it too, I put mint leaves for you, it will be refreshing!"
Yang Yifeng picked up the tea cup in front of him and said with a smile, "When did you start studying scented tea? Aren't you interested in oil painting?" Is it because of the little secretary again? Zhou Han's office only sells scented tea.
"You can't just pursue one thing. If you don't try something, you won't find its benefits." Qingyou held the tea cup and looked at the rose petals floating in the cup. She couldn't help but smile slightly, "Yifeng
, I found my family!”
Yang Yifeng just took a sip of tea, "What? Ahem..."
"Why are you so surprised? I said I found my family. Now I don't have to be alone!" Qingyou looked at Yang Yifeng, who had wide eyes and a look of disbelief on his face, "And... Xia Xia is my biological sister!"
Is it true? Is it such a coincidence? Yang Yifeng's mouth opened wider and wider, and his jaw almost dropped.
"What's your expression? Don't believe it, the world is so small! Haha" Qingyou said with a relaxed look on her face. She likes to see other people's surprises. This kind of surprise allows her to relive the excitement she felt when she first learned the news.
"Secretary... Xia Xia is your biological sister? What about... Zhou Han?" From this point of view, the little secretary will not stay with Zhou Han, right? Will Zhou Han return to Qingyou? Realize this
, Yang Yifeng was not very happy.
"These are things for the future, I don't think about it. Now I just want to enjoy the love of my family." For Xia Xia, I just want to treat her as my sister; for Zhou Han, I don't just give up.
Those who can really give up are so deep in love that they can’t help themselves!
"Well, don't think about anything, you will live a happy life!" Yang Yifeng held Qingyou's hand with forgetfulness. The Qingyou at this time was the Qingyou five years ago, with no backstabbing, no resentment, and no revenge.
But he knew that the reason why Qingyou didn't think about anything was that she didn't want to give up Zhou Han yet, and she was escaping again, "Qingyou, if thinking about Zhou Han is too tiring, try thinking about me!"
Of course Qingyou knew what Yang Yifeng meant. She silently pulled back her hand, lowered her head and smiled, "You are my best friends and best family. I want..."
—————————— Dear friends, be sure to remember to collect them, and don’t be stingy with your flowers. Yuyu likes them the most, okay~~~~