The head of the family's daughter: backed by the system, the richest

Chapter 70 I hope Yun Ruochu is by his side
After Butler Zhou left, Ye Xiaomo sat back at the desk and continued to move the abacus to calculate the accounts, but he couldn't calm down, so after doing the calculations for a while, he simply sat still.

He probably understands that his current mood is like a happy cloud, but, a person who didn't feel a little bit before, but now he has only changed his temper for more than 20 days, does he like it?

But if he doesn't like it, why can't he see Yun Ruochu and Lu Chenfei getting close? At the lantern festival, there was Lu Chenfei, and he knew very well that Lu Chenfei would not let Yun Ruochu fall.

But, before he could think about it, his body had already reacted and snatched the person out of Huang Chenfei's arms.

Moreover, he obviously doesn't like women's touch, but when she holds her hand, he doesn't hate it at all, and feels happy in his heart.

Just now, Steward Zhou's thoughts were clear, and the implication was that the members of the Yun clan in Anyang had already gotten the news.

Dazhao has no control over the clan's rules and regulations, unless she touches the law, she won't control it, so no matter how capable she is, she can only be slaughtered by the Yun clan.

Unless she doesn't want these properties of Yunji anymore, she can only watch the Yun clan take them away, or find her a husband-in-law.

Thinking of other people entering Zhuo Yun's mansion, going in and out with Yun Ruochu every day, eating and doing things together, slowly developing feelings for each other...

Ye Xiaomo's eyes were getting colder, and he felt very uncomfortable in his heart. Subconsciously, he hoped that the person who would accompany Yun Ruochu was him.

"Send someone to Anyang to check whether the members of the Yun clan have left for Rongcheng." Ye Xiaomo calmed down, and once again buried himself in the calculations.

Since he hoped that Yun Ruochu would be with him, then it could only be him.

Yun Ruochu didn't want to have another husband, but if she had no choice, she could only find a husband.With her current temperament, she might give her husband-in-law a sum of money to play with her, and when the time is right, she will reconcile or send him away, declaring that her husband-in-law has gone out to do business.

If so, why can't it be him?
If it ends in the same way, after two years he will be sure that Yun Ruochu is not in love with a man and a woman, and then Yun Ruochu's thoughts will be completely eliminated, and Yun Ruochu's reconciliation or other matters will be all up to Yun Ruochu, and the kindness of the Yun family has been repaid, if...

That person can only be his!

The breeze outside the door squeezed into the door, gently lifting the pages of the account book, as if Ye Xiaomo's heart had already been stirred.

At noon, Yun Ruochu returned to the study in the front yard after having lunch in the front yard. He didn't even enter his own yard at all, completely forgetting that there was someone like Yun Ruoyuan living in his yard.

She didn't speak, and the others assumed that there was no such person. Seeing that the door of Yun Ruoyuan's room was closed, they ignored it directly, and no one even went to inform her about lunch.

There was a servant girl in Chuxueyuan who was very caring and wanted to tell Yun Ruoyuan that it was time for lunch, but unfortunately she was dragged away by other servant girls before she approached the room.

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Front yard study.

After Ye Xiaomo sorted out all the accounts, she took the account books and went to the study to find Yun Ruochu.

When he came to the door of the study, he saw that Yun Ruochu was drawing something with his brush and head down. He didn't go in immediately to disturb her, but just stood quietly at the door and waited.

She didn't sit and draw, probably because she bent down for too long, and she got a little hot from such exertion, causing thin sweat to break out on her forehead, and a faint blush naturally appeared on her face, like a freshly ripened peach.

Ye Xiaomo's eyes darkened unconsciously, and he didn't turn his gaze away from her.

After Yun Ruochu finished the last stroke, he felt that his waist was about to break, so he quickly stood up straight and wanted to rub it.

The stool in this study room didn't match her current height, and she couldn't draw while sitting, so she just stood and bent over to draw, drawing too intently, and didn't even know when Ye Xiaomo came.

She got up all the time, and when she looked up, she saw Ye Xiaomo standing by the door with dark eyes, and staring at her, which really shocked her.

"Ye Xiaomo, why didn't you make a sound when you came?" After being frightened, Yun Ruochu rubbed his sore waist and said with a reproachful glance at him.

"Seeing that you are seriously painting, I didn't want to disturb your mood, so I thought about waiting at the door." Because she had thoughts about Yun Ruochu in her heart, Ye Xiaomo no longer used the honorific address for Yun Ruochu.

Yun Ruochu didn't pay much attention, sat down after rubbing his waist for a while, folded the painting and put it aside, poured two glasses of water, pushed one cup to the opposite side of the table, and signaled Ye Xiaomo to sit down.

Immediately afterwards, she drank the water in her water glass, poured another glass, and asked, "Ye Xiaomo, you..."

However, Ye Xiaomo interrupted him before he finished speaking.

"Xiao Mo!" Ye Xiaomo suddenly uttered two words.

"Ah?" Yun Ruochu looked at him suspiciously, a little unresponsive.

Why is this man calling his name all of a sudden?
"Miss, call me Xiao Mo from now on!" Ye Xiaomo asked Yun Ruochu to correct him solemnly.

Yun Ruochu was a little confused, but he didn't notice that Ye Xiaomo not only didn't use the honorific name, but even changed his own name.But even if you notice it, you won't feel that there is anything wrong. For those who have heard "I" for more than [-] years, she is actually not used to calling herself by her own name.

"Miss, call me Xiao Mo from now on!" Seeing that Yun Ruochu didn't react, Ye Xiaomo reminded again.

"Ah! Oh! Alright!" Yun Ruochu came to his senses and responded.

Just now she thought it was an auditory hallucination, but now she heard it for real. Ye Xiaomo asked her to call his name directly.

Although friends used to call each other by first name, she should have gotten used to it long ago, but when Ye Xiaomo asked her to call him by his name directly, she always felt that something was wrong, it felt weird.

But if he can make himself call him by his name, then she should be regarded as his approval and become his friend, right?
"Then you can call me by my name from now on, and don't call me Miss Miss, it's strange." Since we are all friends, there is no problem calling each other by names.

"In front of outsiders, I'm still called 'Miss'." Otherwise, it would be a hindrance to her reputation.

Yun Ruochu knew what he meant, and it made sense when he thought about it. After all, in such an environment, people would say that they would go in and out together, and if they called each other names so intimately, they didn't know what they would be told.

"Alright, from then on, you will be called Ruochu in private, and miss in public." However, it is estimated that there are not many opportunities to call her by name, because most of the time, Vanilla and Donghe follow her.

"What did Ruochu want to say just now?" Ye Xiaomo asked softly.

If he doesn't remind again, I'm afraid Yun Ruochu won't know what he wanted to say just now.

"Yes, I almost forgot about this interruption." Yun Ruochu patted his forehead, and then continued, "Xiao Mo, have you settled your debt?"

Seeing the account book in Ye Xiaomo's hand, Yun Ruochu guessed.

"Yes, I just calculated it. I checked it once and brought it to Ruochu for you to have a look." Ye Xiaomo's face was still expressionless, but his tone was much softer than usual, and it was no longer rigid.

Yun Ruochu gave Ye Xiaomo a thumbs up: "Amazing!"

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