With a smile on his face, Han Siyou came in from outside and greeted Mother Liang, "Hello, Auntie, my name is Han Siyou."
Seeing such a handsome young man like Han Siyou, Liang's mother immediately looked at her daughter, then at Han Siyou and said, "Oh, you are Yimo's boyfriend. Yimo said she had a boyfriend, but she never got it to me.
Look, now I see that I hid it on purpose."
Liang's mother looked happy, and she obviously regarded Han Siyou as Liang Yimo's boyfriend. The so-called mother-in-law became more and more pleased with her son-in-law.
Han Siyou looked at Liang Yimo with a look on his face. He had heard the conversation between their mother and daughter at the door just now. He understood very well that Liang Yimo said that he had a boyfriend just to make his mother happy, so he didn't expose it.
Moreover, he was very happy.
Han Siyou smiled and said, "Yes, I am her girlfriend. I have always heard Yi Mo talking about you, but I just don't have time to see you. Today I saw that Yi Mo is so beautiful. She has inherited all your genes from my aunt.
You look really young."
Han Siyou was a good talker, and he immediately made Mother Liang's heart go wild. She seemed to be ten years younger. The ward was no longer lifeless, but was filled with Mother Liang's happy laughter.
When Han Siyou was teasing Liang's mother, he would secretly glance at Liang Yimo from time to time. Seeing what the other party had been thinking about, he knew that the girl was struggling, and then he smoothly told Liang Yimo a joke.
Han Siyou's bouquet of carnations made Liang's mother smile even more, and made time pass very quickly. It was soon afternoon.
After eating with Liang's mother, Han Siyoucai and Liang Yimo left the hospital.
Liang Yimo has not said a few words since Han Siyou suddenly appeared in the ward until now. She has been reviewing her self-introduction when Han Siyou entered the ward: Auntie, hello, my name is Han Siyou.
Han Siyou, if there was no one of the same gender with the same name, she had only heard of one person named Han Siyou.
One of the three young masters in the capital, Mr. Han, was also directly called the third young master. She had already met Mr. Mu and Mr. Ye, but she did not expect that the most mysterious third young master was beside her.
Liang Yimo asked dully, "Are you the Third Young Master?"
It's all her fault, all her stupidity. They met several times, but she never asked him his name, why he was being hunted, why he was the boss behind that famous cake shop, all of this
All solved.
When Han Siyou was asked his name by Liang Yimo, he felt depressed and asked, "You don't know me?"
With this woman, he found frustration.
Liang Yimo already knew the result after hearing Han Siyou's return. She immediately walked around Han Siyou and walked forward, "Thank you, Third Young Master, for today. We'd better not meet again in the future."
Such a man, just like Ye Chen, cannot be messed with.
"Why?" Han Siyou chased after him from behind.
"We are not familiar with each other." Liang Yimo quickened his pace and walked forward.
When she came out today, Ye Chen personally told her to go back early. It was getting late now, so he told her to go back early.
In fact, Ye Chen was pretty good to her. After getting along with her for half a month, he was only strong in bed. Ye Chen never refused her other requests.
Han Siyou's face changed slightly, and finally he angrily walked into his car, drove frantically, and rushed out of the suburbs. He squinted and saw the white figure in the rearview mirror gradually retreating, and he became inexplicably irritated.
.
What's wrong with him? He actually cares so much about what that woman says. He has always been among thousands of flowers, not even a leaf touching him. Women are nothing more than a plaything to him.
The cell phone rang at this time, and Han Siyou looked at the caller ID. According to his past personality, he would not answer, but now he was in urgent need of comfort, and only a woman's tenderness was the best comfort.
The woman on the phone cooed coquettishly, "Third Young Master, where are you? I miss you."
"Where are you? I'll pick you up." The woman was surprised. She was just giving it a try, but she didn't expect that the Third Young Master would take the initiative to find her, so she immediately reported her address excitedly.
"Okay, I'll go find you. Remember to clean yourself up."
Han Siyou made the call and showed an evil smile to Cha Jing. The charming Third Young Master was back again.
Life has to be like this so that it won't be boring.
After Liang Yimo returned to the villa, she asked the housekeeper and learned that Ye Chen had already come back and was waiting for her in the room. She changed into slippers and walked to the room.
She knocked on the door, "Master Ye, are you there?"
As his lover, I have always understood the rules of propriety. She has never regarded herself as the master here. She has always regarded herself as a passer-by. She has only become the hostess of this house temporarily. One day, she will leave.
Ye Chen once promised her that as long as he got tired of her, he would let her go.
She waited for that day to come.
A cold and stern voice came from inside the door, "Come in."
Liang Yimo pushed the door open and walked into the room. From the moment she entered, Ye Chen's eyes never left her, making her feel uncomfortable.
"Master Ye, why are you back so early? I went to Yili School today and visited my mother by the way, so I came back a little late. Have you eaten?"
Liang Yimo approached him cautiously as he spoke. She had slowly begun to turn herself into a docile cat next to Ye Chen, so that she would be less guilty.
Ye Chen swept past Liang Yimo, let her sit in his arms, lifted her chin, and looked at her carefully, "You are much better behaved now."
Ye Chen had just taken a shower. He only wore a bath towel, revealing his muscular chest. The perfect golden ratio was what every man dreams of. His messy black hair was still wet with water drops, and it quickly slid past
chest, to waist and abdomen.
Liang Yimo moved a little uncomfortably. His skin was very hot, like a soldering iron, which made her face feel hot. "Young Master Ye, dry your hair and rest, otherwise you will get sick."
Liang Yimo broke away from his embrace, found a dry towel, and wiped him carefully.
Ye Chen just stared at her like this. He had done this before, more than once.
"Jia Yao, be obedient and dry your hair before going to bed, otherwise you will catch a cold."
"No, Chen, I noticed that you are becoming more and more verbose."
"Obey, come and clean yourself before going to sleep."
"no."
"If you don't obey, I will kiss you."
"whee."
Now some people were drying his hair like this. Ye Chen took the towel from Liang Yimo's hand and threw it somewhere. He quickly pressed his body up and pinned her hand on top, "Because you are so obedient to me, I will
You are allowed to call me by my name from now on."
Liang Yimo nodded, "Yes, Mr. Ye."
Ye Chen deliberately raised her hand, "Call me Chen."
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