Misunderstanding the unspoken rules of the president

The sea breeze gently blows on the beach, waves rushing towards the shore layer by layer, and the fine sand makes a slight friction sound, like the sea singing.

Qingyou was preparing the painting utensils when he suddenly heard the sound of a car outside the door, could it be Zhou Han?She put down her painting tools and ran out the door. When she saw Yang Yifeng getting out of the car, she couldn't hide her disappointment, and the corners of her mouth retracted, "Yifeng, it's you!"

Of course Yang Yifeng did not miss her transition from surprise to disappointment, which he could have expected. Since he chose to stand behind her, there was nothing to worry about. He gave Qingyou a relaxed and happy smile, intentionally teasing, "What? Are you unhappy when I come?"

"No, you've been in Shanghai for so long, I miss you, thank you you still remember me as an old friend, I'm too happy." Qingyou stepped forward and took Yang Yifeng's arm, "Please come inside!"

"Are you going to paint?" Yang Yifeng entered the room and saw Qingyou's prepared painting tools, "Well, the weather is nice today!"

Qingyou invited Yang Yifeng to the living room, pressed his shoulders and made him sit on the sofa, "Since you're here, then don't go, of course friends are important. How about it, is Shanghai fun?"

Yang Yifeng found that Qingyou was much more cheerful and easy-going, "We're not here for fun, we work more than sixteen hours a day, just joking. Qingyou...you've changed!"

"Huh? What changed for me?" Qingyou also sat down, picked up the teapot on the coffee table and poured tea, and handed it to Yang Yifeng.

He looked up and down Qingyou a lot, "I can't tell, but I feel like you've changed! It's more natural to smile, and you're more talkative." Could it be that he's reconciled with Zhou Han? No, no, the little secretary is still in Zhou Han What about the office, how is it possible!

"Hehe, maybe!" Qingyou put a few special rose petals in the tea, and took a sip slowly, "This flower tea is very good, you should try it too, I put mint leaves for you to refresh yourself!"

Yang Yifeng picked up the teacup in front of him and said with a smile, "Since you started studying scented tea, didn't you just focus on oil painting!" Could it be because of the little secretary again?Zhou Han's office is filled with scented teas.

"People can't just pursue one thing. If you don't try some things, you won't find its benefits." Qingyou held the teacup, looked at the rose petals floating in the cup, and couldn't help showing a faint smile, "Yifeng , I found my family!"

Yang Yifeng just took a sip of tea, "What? Cough cough..."

"Why are you so surprised? I said I found my family, and now I don't have to be alone!" Qing You looked at Yang Yifeng, who had wide-eyed eyes and an incredulous expression, "And...Xia Xia is my own sister!"

Is it true, is there such a coincidence!Yang Yifeng's mouth opened wider and wider, and his jaw almost fell off.

"What expression do you have? Don't believe it, the world is so small! Haha" Qingyou's face is relaxed, she likes to see other people's surprise, this kind of surprise makes her recall the excitement when she first heard the news again.

"Little secretary... Xia Xia is your own sister? Then... what about Zhou Han?" From this point of view, the little secretary should not stay with Zhou Han, right? Will Zhou Han return to Qingyou's side?Realizing this, Yang Yifeng was not very happy.

"These are all things for the future. I didn't think about them. I just want to enjoy the love of my family." For Xia Xia, I just want to treat her as my sister; Those who can really give up, love to the depths, can't help themselves!

"Well, you don't have to think about anything, you will have a great time!" Yang Yifeng held Qingyou's hand forgetfully. At this time, Qingyou is just the Qingyou five years ago, with no hidden thorns, no resentment, no revenge, But he knew that the reason why Qingyou didn't think about anything was that she still didn't want to give up on Zhou Han, and she was running away again, "Qingyou, if thinking about Zhou Han is too tiring, try thinking about me!"

Of course Qingyou knew what Yang Yifeng meant, she silently withdrew her hand, lowered her head and smiled, "You are my best friend, my best family, I want to..."

———————————— Dear friends, you must remember to collect it, and don’t be stingy with your flowers, Yuyu likes it the most, so~~~~