Ye Chen was also very depressed. He knew that Liang Yimo could never cook. The only thing he knew how to do was make soup, and he rarely made it for him to drink. There was only one time in his memory, but now he made soup himself because a friend came over.
I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.
Liang Yimo just thinks that Zheng Ying'er is her friend. She also hopes that Ye Chen and Ying'er can get along well. The two of them have more contact. Ying'er is a very good girl and they will definitely get along. Maybe Ye Chen will like her.
She is helpful at work.
The living room is quiet.
The only sound is the TV.
In the kitchen, He Ma and Liang Yimo were talking and laughing.
Zheng Ying'er was extremely embarrassed. The man opposite her stared at her like a shuttle, making her feel uncomfortable. She pretended to be calm and said, "The apartment needs temporary repairs, so I will stay here for a few days to disturb Mr. Ye."
Ye Chen said indifferently, "As long as she is happy."
I have met Ye Chen in a shopping mall, but I have not interacted with him in person. Just sitting next to him, I felt an incomparable pressure. Perhaps, this is the aura of a strong person. The invisible sense of oppression will make people unnatural, even
Restless.
Zheng Ying'er casually picked up the magazine on the coffee table and flipped through it to pass the time and hide her embarrassment.
This time Ye Chen spoke, "I heard Yimo mention Miss Zheng, you two are college friends."
Ye Chen suddenly spoke, which surprised Zheng Ying'er. She raised her head and said, "Yes, we have always been good friends."
"He Mingyang, is your senior?"
"right."
"Do you have a good relationship?"
"The senior takes good care of Yi Mo and me."
"You eat together, go to class together, go to work together, and go to the library to borrow books together. When she is sick, will you copy a note for her?"
"Well, we are good friends."
"She was hurt because of you." Ye Chen suddenly talked about their past, which surprised Zheng Ying'er. She was not good at disguising herself, and her heart tightened. Those memories were still fresh in her mind. Now that she thinks about it, that period is very...
Beautiful days are worth cherishing.
"I never thought that Yimo would often mention me in front of you." Zheng Ying'er said softly.
With a hint of guilt and loss, she has never forgotten those things.
Ye Chen's eyes were calm, "Well, since you are good friends, just stay here with her more. She will be very happy to see you."
At least, she smiles more.
The magazine in his hand was gently squeezed.
The page in that corner has some wrinkles.
For a moment, Zheng Yinger did not dare to look directly into Ye Chen's eyes.
"Mama He made a lot of delicious food today, Ying'er, hurry up and wash your hands and eat!" Liang Yimo came over from the restaurant, with a smile on her face, so bright that she looked very happy.
Ye Chen got up and went to the bathroom and washed his hands.
"Ying'er, hurry up, the food is almost cold." Liang Yimo shouted.
Only then did Zheng Yinger react, get up and go into the bathroom.
Liang Yimo turned around and saw Ye Chen staring at her. Liang Yimo said casually, "Ying'er is my best friend."
"Yeah." Ye Chen said in a low voice and went to the restaurant.
In the bathroom, Zheng Yinger looked ashamed.
She looked at herself in the mirror, her pointed chin and cheekbones were protruding, and they still had the roundness of the past. Over the years, she had worked hard for love, but she had never gotten what she wanted.
However, she still refused to change her mind and would do anything for him. She always thought that one day, he would look back at her.
After dinner, Zheng Ying'er went back to the room early. Liang Yimo chatted with her in the room and then went back to the room by herself.
In the bedroom, Ye Chen had already finished washing. He was sitting on the bedside reading some information on his iPad. When he heard the doorbell, he glanced at it and then lowered his head to read the information.
Liang Yimo went to the bathroom, washed it quickly, and pulled out her wet hair. She was wearing a pajamas and holding a dry towel in her hand to wipe the water droplets from her hair. The sound of a hair dryer sounded behind her, and her scalp felt hot.
Ye Chen had already picked up her hair and blew it with a hair dryer.
He was fiddling with her hair, and a hair dryer was buzzing in her ears. His warm hands were on her face, and then his warm fingers were across her face. The warm wind was very comfortable. My mother used to hold a hair dryer.
When drying her hair, she always told her not to sleep with her hair wet, otherwise she would get a headache.
She remembered saying this to him a long time ago, but Ye Chen didn't take it to heart at that time.
The buzzing sound made her feel at ease, and she gradually relaxed. The familiar scent of his body lingered in her room, and she fell asleep unconsciously.
In her confusion, she remembered that she wanted to ask him something, but she couldn't remember it.
In the middle of the night, Liang Yimo suddenly woke up and saw Ye Chen still sitting on the bedside, wondering what he was busy with. She murmured, "What time is it?"
Ye Chen said in a deep voice, "You go to sleep first. I have some things to deal with here. I'll go to sleep later."
"Yeah." Liang Yimo fell asleep again in a daze.
She knew that Ye Chen was currently busy with a big contract with Mr. That contract was related to Ye's profit for a year, so he was cautious.
Ye Chen has always kept a clear distinction between public and private affairs at work. Liang Yimo worked under him for some time, and it was obvious to all that how serious he was about his work. He turned over and fell asleep again.
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In the dead of night, a dark figure bent over and moved cautiously in the corridor of the villa. The dark figure slowly approached Ye Chen's study.
The door to the study room was gently pushed open, and a dark figure flashed into the study room. The dim light from the mobile phone screen illuminated the dark study room, and also illuminated the face of the man in black, Zheng Ying'er.
She came to the desk and turned on the computer on the desktop. As the computer flashed blue light, Zheng Ying'er felt uneasy and even more guilty.
The computer has a password, Zheng Yinger was stunned.
She tried to calm down from the panic and tried pressing several passwords, but the screen showed that the password was wrong every time.
Time passed by minute by second, and the password of the computer still could not be opened. Unknowingly, Zheng Ying'er's fingers were covered with a layer of sweat. The more she couldn't open it, the more anxious she became.
She stared at the computer screen without blinking, and her fingers were typing on the keyboard. In the dark night, the blue color on the computer screen shone on her face. She hesitated for a moment, and then bit her lip. Her eyes were a little hollow.
Keep thinking about what your computer password will be.
With a 'pop' sound, the study door was suddenly pushed open.
"What are you doing here?"
Zheng Ying'er froze, then slowly turned around.
At this moment Zheng Ying'er's heartbeat stopped.
A woman in pajamas stood at the door.
She knew it was Shen Jiayao. She had only heard from Liang Yimo that there was a woman named Shen Jiayao living in this villa. Her leg was injured and she could not walk now, so Ye Chen left her here to recuperate.
But the appearance of the woman in front of her was similar to what Liang Yimo described. However, her legs were standing there like a normal person. She was not lame at all as Liang Yimo said.
"Is your leg okay at all?"
Shen Jiayao crossed her arms and stood at the door, but sneered, "Humph, what about you? You are not a good friend of that woman Liang Yimo, so why is your friendship fake?"