Love is like melting

Chapter 62
"I never ask about my brother's affairs, no matter right or wrong, I only know that he is my brother!" Huo Yimo stared at her seriously, and said earnestly: "As for you, I want to make a friend with you. "

"I don't have any friends." Ji Yerong answered very simply, and refused quite simply.

"I don't believe it! You have a good relationship with Mrs. Jing. You have a close personal relationship with Gu Mingxi, the wife of the President of Country C, and Fu Xiange, the wife of the President of Country A. You and 11 of Binggui's soldiers died. How come you have no friends?"

Huo Yimo seemed to be very interested in her affairs, and knew everything about her in detail.

But this is not good news for Ji Yerong, she is a person who doesn't like being spied on, and Huo Yimo has undoubtedly been spying on her for a long time.

There was a coolness in the clear eyelids, and the brows were furrowed. Maybe she shouldn't show up today.

"Don't use the way you write books on me!" After leaving such a cold sentence, Ji Yerong turned around and was about to leave.

Huo Yimo watched her back getting farther and farther away, the hands hanging on both sides of her body couldn't help but clenched into fists, taking deep breaths, the unwillingness in her eyes became more and more intense.

"You really don't remember me?" Huo Yimo bit her lip, and there was no sense of loss in her unwilling voice, "You really don't have the slightest impression of me?"

Ji Yerong stopped abruptly, looking back, his clear eyelids were full of inquiry and doubt, had he and Huo Yimo met before?

Why is there no impression of Huo Yimo in her memory?
Huo Yimo stared at her, there was a trace of injury in his eyes, and the corner of his mouth was raised with bitterness, "You saved my life, I always wanted to see you again, but four years ago everyone said you were dead! "

Back then, Ji Yerong saved her life, and before she even had time to say thank you, she left.

He thought that there would always be a chance to meet again, but he didn't expect that the news of her death would suddenly spread all over the world, and he thought that he would never see Ji Yerong again in this lifetime. Whenever he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel sad.

Unexpectedly, four years later, there would suddenly be a rumor circulating in the aristocratic circle of Yancheng: Ji Yerong was still alive, living with Your Excellency in Yeyuan.

In fact, she had been trying to find a way to meet Ji Yerong, but Yeyuan's security measures were tight, so she was stopped outside Yeyuan several times, wandered around for a long time, and left lonely.

I mentioned it to my brother once, but it was a pity that my brother didn't want to make a connection. Just when she had no good idea, she didn't expect that Ji Yerong would suddenly appear at her new book conference, and she was overjoyed.

After four years, she finally had the opportunity to say to Ji Yerong in person: Thank you.

"Thank you for saving me. Without you, maybe there would be no such person as Huo Yimo in this world." Huo Yimo's thanks were very sincere, from the bottom of his heart.

But to Ji Yerong, this gratitude is irrelevant, because she still can't remember when she saved Huo Yimo, and she can't forget it until now.

Ji Yerong's indifference and indifference seemed to be within Huo Yimo's expectations, "I know you have saved many people, and you don't need others to thank you for your kindness, but at least please take into account the feelings of me, the beneficiary, and beneficiary. The kindness of people is still such a great kindness as saving lives, if I don’t say thank you, I will really feel uneasy.”

Ji Yerong raised his eyebrows, and nodded, "Thank you, I'll accept it. Goodbye!"

"Huh?" Huo Yimo didn't expect her to be so simple and rude. Seeing that she was about to leave again, she immediately stopped her, "Wait a minute, I haven't finished my sentence yet."

"Say!"

Huo Yimo took a deep breath, met her indifferent gaze with clear pupils, and said seriously: "You saved my life, as a reward, I want to write an autobiography for you!"

Although Ji Yerong is not yet 30 years old, she has achieved countless achievements and glorious glory in her short 20 years, and because she is low-key and full of mystery, everyone is full of curiosity about her!
Huo Yimo hopes to use her own words to introduce Ji Yerong to country M and even more people, so that more people can understand her.

"I don't need it!" Ji Yerong refused without hesitation.

Huo Yimo was surprised: "Don't you think about it?"

"No!" The previous things were just her self-blame, not because she wanted to be appreciated or admired by everyone, and she didn't like being exposed in the eyes of the public.

With identities like them, the most taboo thing is to let people know!
Huo Yimo's baby face was covered with disappointment, "Don't reject me so quickly, think about it again."

Ji Yerong passed by her side without stopping, and his voice was clear: "Your brother wouldn't want you to write an autobiography for me."

Huo Yimo hurriedly followed her, mentioned her brother with confidence and pride in her eyes: "My brother loves me very much, you don't have to worry about that at all!"

"I still refuse!" Ji Yerong walked out of the press conference, and the cars parked at the door were Shi Huan and Song Yao.

Huo Yimo watched her get into the car, and it was inconvenient to stop her, but her voice was very firm: "I won't just give up like this, one day you will be willing to let me write your autobiography for you."

Ji Yerong sat in the car, glanced at the swearing Huo Yimo through the car window, frowned slightly, and said two words with thin lips: "Drive!"

Song Yao was driving, and Shi Huan was sitting in the co-pilot's seat. He turned around and asked curiously, "Captain, what did she just say? She wants to write an autobiography for you, did I hear correctly?"

Ji Yerong didn't speak, and the outline was lingering with a coldness.

Song Yao answered, "It seems that Huo Yimo didn't gain anything." Otherwise, the captain wouldn't have such an expression.

Ji Yerong, who had been looking out the car window, seemed to have regained his senses, pursed his thin lips, and murmured, "I seem to have caused some trouble."

trouble?

Shi Huan didn't understand, so he glanced at Song Yao: Do ​​you understand?

Song Yao raised his eyebrows: Of course I understand, and I don't blame you if you don't understand. After all, not everyone has my high IQ!
Picking up Huan: "..."

If it wasn't for the captain sitting in the car, she would have beaten Song Yao up!
Show off your IQ at every turn, show off your fart, and talk with your fists if you have the ability!

It was dusk when Ji Yerong returned to the night garden, and Yu Sha said that your excellency had already returned, and was in the back garden.

Through the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, Ji Yerong saw him squatting in front of the hibiscus flower, holding a small shovel in his hand, planning the surrounding soil that hadn't dried up. His fingers, like Polygonatum odoratum, had distinct bones, which were really beautiful, but they would inevitably be stained with mud.

As the sun set, the orange light shrouded him relentlessly, highlighting a gentleness, without the chill and cunning of the past.

Removing the identity of the president, he is no longer the "fox-like boy". In the night garden, he is just like the most ordinary man, washing his hands, planting flowers with his sleeves, like a husband who loves his family, always It's nagging.

--husband!
Ji Yerong's heart seemed to be ripped from the clouds, and it kept sinking, sinking.

He was a husband, but someone else's husband, not hers.

Lian Mo noticed her presence, looked up at her, smiled, and waved: "Ayu, come here."

Perhaps because of the distance, he didn't notice the gloom in her eyes.Ji Yerong walked towards him, only to find that the three hibiscus plants seemed to be more alive and vibrant after the storm.

"They survived." Ji Yerong looked down at the three hibiscus flowers, his heart was softened by the green leaves, and his expression gradually softened.

Half of Lian Mo's face was bathed in a halo, her thin lips were pursed lightly, and her voice was clear and calm, "I said they won't die, so they won't die."

It is not so much self-confidence as firmness.

No matter what price you pay, no matter how much pain and suffering you experience, you must be firm.

"Have you gained something today?" Lian Mo knew she went to Huo Yimo's new book conference.

Ji Yerong gave him a contemptuous look, and said in a low voice, "I got into trouble."

Huo Yimo appeared near the night garden several times, it is impossible for Lian Mo to be completely unaware of this matter, so he knew the "trouble" she said in his heart.

The thin-lip smile couldn't help but widen: "You should be happy, at least you have fans!" His Ayu's charm is great.

Ji Yerong felt that his words were meant to be sarcastic, "I don't need fans, and..." The voice paused, and when it sounded it was very clear: "You have many more fans than me."

When the voice fell, she turned around and walked into the house.

In Country M, every woman dreams of a man named Lian Mo.Rumor has it that he has a cunning personality, deep and vicious, killed his father and brother, and seized the position of president.

Even so, this does not prevent him from becoming a woman's dream, not to mention that he is still driven by love.

I don't know how many women are envious of Liu Ruolan, saying that she must have saved the Milky Way in her previous life, otherwise, how could such a man put her in his heart and love her deeply.

Someone once voted on the Presidential Satisfaction Survey on the Internet, and the turnout rate in favor of Lian Mo was astonishingly high, and the proportion of women who voted accounted for 90.00% of the entire vote.

It is conceivable that Lianmo is like an expensive diamond in the eyes of most women, and even if she can't have it, she will never forget it.

Lian Mo knew that A Yu was definitely not complimenting himself, so he followed behind her with a soft voice: "But I only want a fan, surnamed Ji, styled Yu."

Ji Yerong stopped his pace, looked sideways at him who was following up, and said indifferently, "Wait until you defeat me someday!"

Lian Mo had fought Ji Yerong before. At that time, Ji Yerong had just returned from the base, and Lian Mo wanted to try her skills.

Ji Yerong was young at the time, and his EQ was very low, and he never thought about taking into account a man's face and dignity. He subdued Lian Mo in less than a minute, and threw Lian Mo over his shoulder to the ground in public.

Lian Mo was young and frivolous at that time, so proud.Unexpectedly, she was beaten to the ground by a teenage girl. Feeling embarrassed, her face turned blue with anger, she got up and looked at Ji Yerong, gritting her teeth: "Okay, okay, you're so kind."

Before he finished speaking, he turned around and left. Ji Yerong stood where he was, confused, not knowing why he was angry at all.

Later, when Mu Jin heard about this, she couldn't laugh or cry, and asked her, "Why don't you let Rang Mo?"

Ji Yerong: "Why did you give in? He wanted to compete with me, besides, I have already reserved three points."

Mu Jin was speechless, and silently sympathized with Mo Shao in her heart, why did she encounter such a lump like her sister, she was completely ignorant of the world.

She has low EQ, and my sister has no such thing as EQ at all!

After so many years, even though her right leg is inconvenient at the moment, if she really fights Lian Mo, she may not necessarily lose.

Lian Mo probably thought of the loss to A Yu in the past, and his face was dull until now. No man would be willing to lose to a woman, especially if it was A Yu.

"I beat you before, Ayu." Lian Mo looked at her and said very seriously.

Ji Yerong frowned: "When?" Why didn't she remember?
"A few years ago, I beat you many times, many times." The sound of the last three words was particularly strong.

(End of this chapter)