The young master of the president kneels and sings conquest

"Crash?" Lan Sitong sat down, a gleam flashed in his eyes, "You mean Yin Xiayue almost collapsed? Why?"

She thought that Yin Xiayue had no weakness, and even Mo Lixin couldn't do anything to her, it turned out that she just didn't notice it.

"Here, take a look." Zhong Xue took out a newspaper from her schoolbag and handed it to Lan Sitong.

Lan Sitong watched carefully, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"And this one. This is a photo of her younger brother that I worked so hard to find back then. It's still relatively clear."

Lan Sitong took the photo, just glanced at it lightly, but was startled!

How... how can it be so similar!

The little boy in the photo is smiling so happily that his eyes are crescent-shaped.

There are two shallow dimples on the rosy white face, which makes people want to kiss her!

She gripped the photo tightly, her eyes were deep, her teeth were clenched, almost biting the straw.

She raised her face suddenly, and there was a sinister smile on that beautiful face, which made Zhong Xue feel a little horrified.

She finally found Yin Xiayue's weakness!

…………

Airport……

There were so many people, bustling, Yin Xiayue held up a big sign with "An Chengyu" written on it.

Although they have been in contact all the time, after all, they haven't seen each other for so many years. She still doesn't have the confidence to recognize him immediately, and I believe he will do the same!

There were a lot of people holding signs, and standing next to Yin Xiayue was a tall middle-aged man who was very rude and kept blocking Yin Xiayue's sign.

Anger is anger, but Yin Xiayue still held back her anger and did not have a direct confrontation with him.

who knows……

He bullied people too much, pushed Yin Xiayue out with a push, and Yin Xiayue fell to the ground, her palms were torn.

She was just about to stand up when a white handkerchief appeared in front of her eyes, "Are you all right?"

The sound is very pleasant, like a mountain spring, with a sense of musical rhythm.

A slender hand held her and helped her stand up. What came into view was a boy as holy as Bai Xue, with deep and three-dimensional facial features like a European male model, and a slender and tall figure.

Before I had time to say thank you, I saw that the young man had already held her hand and wiped it carefully for her.

Just like an angel, her whole body shone with subtle brilliance, so gentle, so careful, as if she was cautious for fear of hurting her.

After wiping for a long time, he confirmed that she was fine before letting go of her.

"Thank you." Yin Xiayue hurriedly withdrew her hand, her cheeks flushed.

He was like a god descending from the sky, the place he touched was healed immediately, and there was no pain at all, it was like magic.

When I looked up again, I saw that he had already walked in front of the middle-aged man, "Apologize to her."

The voice is obviously very gentle, but it has an effect of not being angry and arrogant, which is irresistible!

"You... What kind of onion are you? You're just a little kid!" Although the middle-aged man was shocked by his eyes, he still straightened his back and started to make a scene.

"Apologize." It's still those two words, without waves, but that aura...

Hiss - Yin Xiayue clearly heard the sound of breathing in all around.

The middle-aged man saw that he was so embarrassed, he was furious, and rushed towards the boy's face like a dog jumping over a wall.

"Be careful—" Yin Xiayue hurriedly shouted.