Morning comes at the beginning of the day, which is supposed to be a great time, but the Yun family mansion seems so desolate this morning...
The maid was standing in the dining room preparing breakfast. Yun Aotian and Han Yi'er sat face to face in front of the large square table.
After transforming from a lowly maid into a young mistress, even the place where she eats has changed.
Of course, this was not what she wanted, it was all Yun Aotian's request.
"Master, mistress, breakfast is ready." The maids brought nutritious breakfasts one after another to the table. Breakfast alone was so expensive, perhaps it was in response to the saying, "The bones of a wealthy family are frozen to death by the smell of wine and meat."
Lifting the chopsticks, Yun Aotian glanced at Han Yi'er, who had not moved for a long time, and asked coldly: "Why don't you eat? Doesn't it suit your appetite?"
How could this gorgeous dish not satisfy your appetite? I have never had such a sumptuous breakfast in my life, but it was a pity that the man opposite me had no appetite for me! There was no response, so I picked up my chopsticks and barely ate a few bites.
I saw that Yun Aotian's eyes kept glancing at Han Yi'er, and the chopsticks in his hands moved in her direction from time to time.
She lost weight...
She was already weak, but she had become thinner and thinner since she came to the Yun family.
It's no wonder that someone who is hungry and full all day long was eaten by himself before being added...
After taking a breath, he finally put the food into Han Yi'er's bowl...
She looked up at him in confusion, wondering what he meant by this? When did she start to care about herself?
The maids who were watching had weird expressions on their faces when they saw this scene.
Is it jealousy? You can't say that. After all, their identities and the identity of the young master are different day by day, and they are reunited in Yaochi.
Would you say it's envy? It's true. With his young master's excellent appearance and inner temperament, he wants to recognize the second best diamond king. I'm afraid no one in Asia would dare to recognize the first.
A maid pinched Xiao Xuan who was standing next to her and whispered: "Xiao Xuan, the young master really cares about the young mistress, but why did they do that before? Do you know the reason?"
Xiaoxuan had noticed the young master's concern for the young mistress early on, but she didn't know why conflicts always occurred before.
However, seeing this scene, she was just like the other maids, they all envied Han Yi'er, but deep in her heart there was an inexplicable jealousy rising: "I don't know."
"How could you not know? Aren't you a friend of the young mistress?"
It would have been better not to say this. After saying this, Xiaoxuan was filled with sorrow. She wanted to make friends with Han Yi'er, but she was repeatedly rejected. Now that she has become a young mistress, she is afraid that the word "friend" will not be with her.
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"Don't talk nonsense, young mistress and I are not friends."
The maid's whisper faintly reached Yun Aotian's ears. He was indeed a little out of character. Looking at Han Yi'er's confusion in front of him, he returned to his indifferent expression: "Eat more, you'll be fine later."
You need to help carry things, it will save you energy!"
As soon as these words came out, the maids around him felt very disappointed. The emotional young master added food to the young mistress just to ask the young mistress to carry something? Why is this like this?
Han Yi'er has no complaints. After all, she has long been accustomed to having too many expectations and countless disappointments. Now she has no expectations at all...
Breakfast ended slowly in the desolation. After changing clothes, Han Yi'er and Yun Aotian left the villa together.
This was the first time for both of them to travel together, and Han Yi'er had no idea where they were going.
While driving a speeding car and passing by the path near the villa, Yun Aotian thought of a scene from a few days ago...
At that time, Han Yi'er held the car door with both hands and begged and begged all the way. She just watched with cold eyes and showed no mercy.
It wasn't until she fell down and saw the blood stains that she regained her sense a little. But when she felt that her stubbornness was similar to that of Li Yi'er, how much had she done?
If you could turn back time, if you had stopped the car and cared for her when you returned to that scene, wouldn't you be in the current situation?
Yun Aotian regretted it...
Passing this road once, he would think of the scene of her running away with the car. Every time he thought of that scene, he would feel endless self-blame in his heart!
Only now do I realize that when I hurt others, I was also being hurt...
What can be redeemed? What can be made up for? Time can never be turned back...
"be careful!"
Han Yi'er's exclamation brought Yun Aotian back from his thoughts. A speeding car suddenly rushed out of the intersection, and he saw that it was about to collide with his own car.
The brakes were pressed with a sound of "------", and the tires were still spinning rapidly on the slippery road. Due to the momentum, Yun Aotian leaned forward, while Han Yi'er steadily
I sat in the passenger seat because...
When Yun Aotian stepped on the brakes, his first move was to reach out in front of her to ensure that she would not be thrown out by inertia...
The car gradually stopped, and the atmosphere inside the car suddenly solidified...
Looking at the arm in front of her, Han Yi'er's heart full of cracks was slowly healing...
In this panic situation, what force prompted Yun Aotian to immediately think of protecting Han Yi'er? Was it unintentional or intentional? And who was the woman in his mind when he stretched out his hand?
"Are you OK?"
"Are you OK?"
The two spoke in unison, Han Yi'er was still concerned about Yun Aotian with some shock, while Yun Aotian's tone was obviously much calmer...
Staring at each other, the only reflection in his deep eyes was Han Yi'er...
The only reflection in her charming eyes was Yun Aotian...
They only have each other in their eyes, and they are deeply attracted by each other's eyes...
I have never looked at her eyes so carefully, and now I realize that her eyes are not so similar to hers...
Slowly taking away the arm in front of her, looking at her pale little face, his big hand stretched out involuntarily...
I want to give her some warmth, I want to tell her 'don't be afraid'
However, the big hand he extended made the panicked Han Yi'er even more overwhelmed and confused inside...
escape?
But why can't my body move?
It seems that she is waiting for his comfort, waiting for his care...
It was like meeting him for the first time, feeling his warmth...
"Dong-----dong-----dong" the sound of tapping on the glass outside the window broke the harmonious atmosphere.
Yun Aotian's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air and slowly retracted it, as if unwilling to do so.
He turned around, rolled down the glass, and commented coldly to the man who broke the atmosphere.
"Sir, I'm sorry, the road is icy and I didn't press the brakes, which caused you trouble. What do you think should be done?"
"Forget it, nothing happened." Yun Aotian responded to the man outside with his usual elegant attitude.
"Thank you, thank you." The man nodded repeatedly.
"fine."
Han Yi'er in the car seemed to be unable to hear anything at this moment. She looked out the window. The blue sky with white clouds was so quiet and peaceful, but why was her heart confused and her mind wandering?
?
Is it just his caring behavior that disturbs my heart?
Han Yi'er sighed slightly, suppressing her heart that had not throbbed for a long time...
After rolling up the car window, the atmosphere just now would never come back. Yun Aotian looked at Han Yi'er who was looking out the window, and asked softly: "Are you scared?"
"No..." She shook her head lightly and returned to her usual indifference...
The car was driving again, but neither of the two people in the car could forget what they had just seen in each other's eyes...
About half an hour later, the car parked in front of Far East Department Store.
This department store is owned by Pinchen International, and its consumer group is the high-end people in the city.
Because all wealthy people travel by car and have no time to go shopping on pedestrian streets, shopping malls like this with convenient parking and a full range of first-tier brands are undoubtedly the best place for wealthy people to shop.
There are all the first-line brands in the mall, such as Louis Vuitton, Versace, Boss Hugo, Valentino, Dior, and Prada. The real attraction is that all the popular styles in European and American countries will be put on sale here immediately, so there is no need for those.
Rich people go shopping abroad.
However, who the president here is has always been a mystery...
Far Eastern Department Store became a listed company only one year after its establishment. It also introduced first-line international brand clothing and rented the most popular real estate in Pinchen to open a store. The president's strength is by no means ordinary, but he has never appeared in the business district.
Is it low-key? Or is it because of other reasons?
After parking the car, Yun Aotian and Han Yi'er walked towards the gate of the mall together...
"Flowers are on sale, flowers are on sale..." A little boy of about six or seven years old in thin clothes shouted, holding a few flowers in his hand.
This boy is chubby and has big watery eyes. The tender flesh on his face trembles when he walks. He is very cute. He has undoubtedly attracted Han Yi'er's attention...
Thinking that at such a young age, he should be enjoying the beautiful scenery on campus, but he has to sell flowers in this cold winter season? It is really pitiful and heartbreaking, but there is nothing he can do to help...
"Uncle, buy some flowers for auntie." The boy stopped in front of a couple. His voice was very childish. Because his two front teeth were missing, his words were somewhat leaky, and he paused from time to time.
The couple looked at each other one after another, and the lady showed a trace of pity: "Husband, buy one. Look how pitiful this child is, and his parents are so cruel!"
The lady's words reached Han Yi'er's ears, and she smiled helplessly...
There is no parent who doesn't love their child. Even if the father doesn't love the child, the mother will love him. After all, he is the flesh that fell from the mother's body.
I guess this boy’s mother asked her child to sell flowers because she couldn’t make a living, right?
A feeling of melancholy arose, and the pity in her eyes attracted the attention of Yun Aotian.
He looked back at the flower boy and then at Han Yi'er. The corner of his mouth slightly curved, as if a mysterious conspiracy was brewing...