Chapter 117 Met

"There are a few problems with your account that day, come back with me!"

Chen Ling dropped these words, turned around and walked out.

Yan Yiwan was taken aback for a moment, but when she realized it, she immediately stepped up.

"Fourth sister!"

Yan Yiran was a little impatient.

Yan Yiwan paused, turned around and said, "Third Sister, I still have something to do, let's talk about it next time."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and trot to follow.

Yan Yiran's face was livid, the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed, her hands hanging by her sides were tightly clenched into fists, as if her fingertips were about to be pinched into the flesh.

"It turns out that the fourth lady has to help the family look over the accounts!"

Yang Wenli was a little surprised, with regret in his eyes: "I thought I could compete with Miss Fourth."

"Miss Si is versatile. Brother Yang will have many opportunities in the future, so why rush this time?"

Lu Heng's eyes fell on the two figures who were getting further and further away, and there was something meaningful in his eyes.

Guanzhuyuan, Yan Yiwan followed into the study.

"Brother, where is the ledger?"

She followed behind panting.

Chen Ling walked to the table, pulled out an account book and threw it over.

Yan Yiwan reached out to pick it up, and flipped through the pages: "Which places are they?"

She remembers confronting her once before, why is there still a problem?
Suddenly a thick shadow enveloped him, with a cramped masculine aura.

Yan Yiwan's heart skipped a beat, and soon a firm and hot body was pressed against her.

Chen Ling propped one hand on the table, and turned the other hand to the front to flip through the ledger.

Yan Yiwan's face turned slightly red, and she took two steps forward, her toes resting on the desk.

"Here," Chen Ling's hoarse and low voice rang in her ears.

The warm breath splashed on her face, Yan Yiwan's heart missed two beats, and her body moved uncomfortably.

Suddenly her face felt warm.

With a thump in her heart, she raised her head and met the man's deep and dark eyes.

Yan Yiwan's eyes subconsciously fell on his lips.

Just seemed to come across it.

Thinking of this possibility, her heart seemed to jump into her throat, and her face was soon coated with an unnatural rouge color.

"Brother, I didn't mean it just now."

"Then you did it on purpose?"

Yan Yiwan's body was slightly stiff, and she was a little at a loss when she met the thick black color in his eyes.

"I just ran into it by accident."

Her eyes dodged, not daring to look directly at the overly threatening sharpness.

Chen Ling's gaze slowly descended from her fair face, and landed on that beautiful neck, which was slender and fair, without any blemishes, and looked so tight.

His eyes darkened, his throat moved, he leaned over without a trace, and lightly sniffed the fragrance that only belonged to the girl's house.

"Brother, it's not good for you to stand back."

Yan Yiwan leaned forward, but she still couldn't avoid touching his body.

At this time, the softness of the girl and the hardness of the man are in sharp contrast.

She could clearly feel the strength and strength under his clothes, as well as the flustering sense of oppression.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Ling didn't seem to notice her embarrassment, as he stroked the ledger lightly with his bony hands, he paused suddenly.

"There is a problem here, take a look."

Yan Yi was clearly aware of the ambiguity between the two of them at this moment in her mind, she bit her lower lip: "Brother, men and women are different, you should stand back..."

"Is there a difference between men and women?"

Chen Ling frowned, and thoughtfully took in the emotions on her face.

"In Yiwan's heart, you have a male-female defense against your eldest brother, does that mean that you don't regard me as your eldest brother?"

(End of this chapter)

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