Chapter 593 : Self-knowledge of warmth and coldness: picture of a happy sweet couple
This isn’t right either! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... why are family relationships more complicated than a spider web?
Forget it, this is someone else’s family matter and it’s none of my business. Why should I care so much?
But wait, Yan Ruoying? Yan Yeyi? They both have the surname Yan, but why does Yan Yeyi miss this Ying so much and forget that one? They are all my friends, how can you say it is none of my business!
With this thought in mind, I took back my suspended steps. In order not to alert others and allow me to eavesdrop successfully, I hid myself even more secretly.
With a small movement of the head, Yan Yeyi's calm face can be seen in a straight line.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaned against the thick square lamppost, and looked sideways at the gray sky, as if everything that happened had nothing to do with him, and he was thinking about something more profound.
What are you thinking about? You actually don’t care about this mess. Are you thinking about me?
"Ah..." Before I could finish my thoughts, a gust of cold wind blew by, causing me, who was wearing thin clothes, to sneeze unexpectedly.
Uh! You're not really thinking about me. Fortunately, you lowered your voice in time so that you didn't expose yourself.
After arranging my long hair that was messed up by the wind, I looked away from Yan Yeyi
Stopping, less than a few centimeters away, the princess-like Yin Beisha hugged Yan Yeyi's arm lovingly, and looked at Yan Yeyi's deep face with a distressed expression.
She also thoughtfully helped Yan Ye button up the exaggerated decorative buttons, like a picture of a happy and sweet couple, leaving my sneaky grassroots aside.
Tch...what's the big deal? I really don't want to know what you are doing. Really, you don't want to find a happy place to talk about family matters. This is a public place, and it is natural for me to appear here.
"Xiaoying" When Yan Ruoying was struggling to remember something, a long-lost voice hurried over.
Chi Wei rushed over from somewhere accompanied by two serious bodyguards from the Yan family, with a somewhat complicated look on his elegant face.
Chi Wei was wearing a fur coat, and his hurried steps stopped in front of Yan Ruoying. Seeing that Chi Wei's movement to hug Yan Ruoying stopped again, I became even more confused.
"Sister...what's going on? Sakura, she?" Pulling out the leaves blocking her eyes, she saw Teacher Yan Jia excitedly throwing off the silver-rimmed glasses she had been wearing, and the black glasses swirled like ink first