The master of the reborn business girl

第92章 早恋话题
As Song Ye's unrelated relative, Yunhua has always treated her as a younger sister.

Song Ye usually has a cold personality and likes to dress up as a teenager. Even if there is such an outstanding boy as Xu Zihang by her side, she still feels that Song Ye is so strong that he surpasses him.

The term love seems to be far away from them from beginning to end.

But this provocative text message made Yunhua suddenly realize that my family has a young girl growing up, and Song Ye has also reached the age of the blooming rainy season.

Hearing her sigh with emotion, Song Ye moved his fingers, deleted the text message directly, and continued to eat as if nothing had happened. It's better not to get involved in this kind of misunderstanding. At most, he will apologize to Qu Bai next time he comes.

But the more calm she was, the more anxious Yun Hua became, and after thinking for a long time, he asked politely: "Who is this Qu Bai? Why did you send this text message?" It was clearly a man's voice who answered the phone, but now it was a woman who was sending text messages, and the twists and turns were enough to make people think.

"Well, they were on the bed just now, and I disturbed them." Song Ye didn't even pause his chopsticks, and directly threw out such a huge amount of information, which shocked Yunhua instantly.

bed?It's noon and I'm still in bed!
At that time, the name Qu Bai was completely labeled by Yunhua as a playboy, and included in Song Ye's blacklist of future targets.

What shocked Yunhua even more was Song Ye's attitude. At 15 years old, he should be blushing and shy when talking about boys, but Song Ye didn't even blush when he talked about getting up. This kind of abnormal reaction... ...Could it be that Song Ye is numb to these things!
As soon as this idea came up, Yunhua herself was startled, but thinking of the last time she went to take Ge Linghui's ugly photo, she also had a calm expression on her face, and the food in her mouth immediately lost its taste, so she hesitated for a long time , finally asked in a low voice: "Song Ye, you are so beautiful, you should be very popular in school, isn't there a boy who wrote you a love letter?"

"No." Song Ye took a bite of the dish and answered simply.

Yunhua choked, then thought that Xu Zihang was inseparable from her all day, most of the boys would back off.

After a while, she asked another question, "Then, what type of boy do you like?" She tried her best to look like a good sister, but seeing Song Ye's calm face, she always felt embarrassed extremely.

Hearing this, Song Ye finally raised his head, and looked directly at the past with deep and calm eyes, "What does Sister Yun want to know?" She only thought that the first question was Yunhua's concern about her studies, but this question, obviously It's out of scope.

"En, it's nothing, I'm just afraid of you, um, puppy love..." After saying the last two words, Yunhua somehow felt guilty. The word puppy love was attached to Song Ye, no matter how you looked at it, it was awkward.

And Song Ye was rarely in a daze. She was not as shy as children of the same age. Instead, she frowned and looked serious in thought. After a long while, she said: "I have never been involved in emotional matters, but I have seen many cases. I won't touch things like love for the time being."

In the previous life, as a killer, he had already cut off his feelings, not to mention love, and family ties were all wiped out in the end.

And she has seen too many colleagues die for the so-called love, die and get hurt. They don't blink their eyes when killing people, but they can shed tears for a phone call. This is an emotion that Song Ye can't understand.

And she didn't want her emotions to be affected by another person.

Although what Song Ye said was old-fashioned and weird, it finally reassured Yunhua, "That's good, let's eat."

The topic of puppy love came to an end, Yunhua happily moved his chopsticks, and before he could eat it, he suddenly heard Song Ye's voice from the opposite side, "Compared to me, it's time for Sister Yun to fall in love." That's right. If so, Yunhua will be 26 after Chinese New Year.Song Ye doesn't understand feelings, and doesn't pay much attention to this aspect. If Yunhua didn't bring up this topic, she would naturally ignore it.

This is the so-called lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot.

Yunhua twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking of those days in the mountains, he couldn't help showing a wry smile, "I don't want to think about it anymore, I don't want to think about it, and I don't dare to think about it..." Don't dare to think about it. Who would really accept her filthy body and follow her past regardless of past suspicions.

Seeing her depression and low self-esteem, Song Ye didn't care, "Everyone has a past, and truly powerful people don't care about these useless things."

"Hey, maybe it's because I haven't met him yet." Yunhua sighed softly and muttered something to himself.

Song Ye also clicked to the point and did not continue this topic. After all, he is a layman emotionally and has no right to say more.

However, she still disagrees with Yunhua's thoughts. She takes it for granted that if she really loves someone, it must be all she loves, and a truly powerful person... the first reaction in her mind is that ice cube face, Although Qin Zhan was a bit difficult to deal with as an opponent, but as a man, he was definitely a strong one.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the plane was about to take off, Song Ye took Wang Tiechuan back to Yuncheng, and first took him home to recuperate.

When I got off the plane, there was a sound of a text message on my mobile phone. I took it out and saw that it was an unrecognizable empty number.

'How's the arm, take good care of it and don't let it go. '

A short sentence, rude and direct, you can tell whose style it is at a glance.

Song Ye raised her eyebrows, and she could almost imagine the sharp edges and corners on Qin Zhan's indifferent face. She was holding a bag in one hand, and she was pressing buttons with the other to reply to messages.

'All right. '

Afterwards, she put her mobile phone into her trouser pocket and strolled to the convenience store downstairs to buy daily necessities for Wang Tiechuan.

Twenty minutes later, the phone rang again, and it was still Qin Zhan's news.

'doing what? '

When Song Ye saw these four words, he was standing at the door of the elevator, but his footsteps stopped.

'Convenience store shopping. ' She leaned against the wall, and still didn't move after replying to the message.

After another 10 minutes, she glanced at the phone screen, and the text message came in again.

'What did you buy? '

Song Ye caressed the short words on the screen, the corner of his mouth raised an arc, and he replied directly.

'Are you on a mission? '

She was almost sure of the answer, adding a question mark was just to avoid the other party's suspicion.

Qin Zhan is not a person who spends time texting with people, let alone chatting about nothing. From his questioning and the interval time, Song Ye can conclude that the other party's body should have reached its limit at this time, and when his consciousness begins to blur Under the circumstances, he needs to use text messages to stay awake.

At this time, the man in the other hemisphere looked at the content of the text message, and a silent smile appeared on his weak and pale face.

(End of this chapter)