Chief chasing love: sky-high engagement

Chapter 99

The stairs in Yao's house are revolving, and the design is very beautiful. Because Yao Yiyi just woke up, he was a little dazed, and his movements when he went downstairs seemed a little slow.

Just when she stood still on the second floor, she saw a servant helping the drunk Luo Minghao upstairs, and she subconsciously called out "Brother".

At this time, Luo Minghao was almost unconscious, he only felt that his dizziness was severe, he watched Yao Yiyi standing in the stairwell without blinking, and whispered softly: "Yiyi."

Yao Yiyi trembled slightly, feeling that the voice was so familiar.

Her eyes followed Luo Minghao, her body slowly turned around, and finally she looked up at Luo Minghao who was walking away slowly.

The four eyes met, and there were complex emotions in his eyes, there was hatred, and there seemed to be love?
Yao Yiyi's serious doubts deepened. He is her real brother, why did he look at her like that?

Suddenly Luo Minghao broke away from the servant who was supporting him like he was crazy, and staggered towards Yao Yiyi.

Panic gradually appeared on Yao Yiyi's face. At this moment, the facial features on Luo Minghao's face were distorted. He was out of breath and kept talking.

Yao Yiyi couldn't hear clearly.

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Yao Yiyi slowly approached him with bare feet, and at the same time tried harder to hear what he was talking about.
Why, you can look at her with such eyes, is he drunk and admitting the wrong person?
"Servant, quickly send him back to his room to rest." He Qing, who was sleeping on the second floor, was wearing a nightgown and went downstairs with a serious face: "He is drunk, make him some hangover soup, and then let him take a good wash." Take a bath, have a good sleep, and he will be fine tomorrow." She had a very bad expression, standing in front of Luo Minghao, blocking his view of Yao Yiyi.

"Yes." The servant hurriedly helped him up the stairs, and occasionally there would be the sound of ping-pong-pong, which was enough to show how drunk Luo Minghao was.

He Qing frowned invisibly, this Luo Minghao has more success than failure, is it counterproductive to be so drunk?
Adjusting the expression on her face, He Qing looked at Yao Yiyi with a troubled expression on her face: "Yiyi, Mom has something to do, can you help me?"

Yao Yiyi withdrew his gaze, what happened today, felt that something was wrong with everyone: "Tell me."

"Mom is going to have a video conference in the room later, but when I was sorting out the files just now, I found that I didn't bring it with me. Can you go and find it for my mother? I put it in the third folder on the left." He Qing said He tried hard to remember, and then looked at Yao Yiyi with some embarrassment, "This meeting is very important, and it must be finished tonight, so I'm counting on you, Mom." After speaking, he seemed afraid of being rejected by Yao Yiyi , turned and went upstairs.

Yao Yiyi frowned, looked at her fair feet, and went back to her room to change.

It was almost ten o'clock now, Yao Yiyi tied a large khaki scarf around his neck, and let his long curly hair fall down casually, giving him a lazy and comfortable feeling.

Put on high boots when going out, and just as she was about to go out, a servant handed over a key: "Madam asked you to drive her car." Yao Yi subconsciously raised his head to look at the servant's face, and was caught The expression on her face froze for a moment, and then she felt amused, did she do anything to her, and why they treated her like a father-killing enemy would never be forgiven.

The thank you that was about to be blurted out got stuck in his throat, but Yao Yi took the key expressionlessly, turned around and walked out the door.

What Meng Weini said was right, what she thought was nothing to worry about became avoidance and fear in the eyes of others, and then she followed them and hurt herself bit by bit.

A smile floated on Yao Yiyi's face, like a sarcasm or wry smile, she glanced at the key in her hand, and secretly held it tightly.

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"Miss Yao, why are you back so late?" Uncle Cheng walked towards Yao Yiyi who was standing by the car with a flashlight, he was puzzled, it was getting late, she didn't come back to work overtime, did she?
"Uncle Cheng." Yao Yiyi called out gently and politely, "I'm here to get a document for my mother."

"That's it." Uncle Cheng nodded, and handed her the key to the gate and the flashlight in his hand, "Then go quickly, get the documents and go back early, don't catch a cold when it's so cold outside."

"Thank you." Yao Yiyi was a little touched, looking at the man in front of him who was over fifty years old, Yao Yiyi couldn't help thinking of his father, if he was still alive, he would be about the same age.

As Uncle Cheng said, it was indeed cold outside, so Yao Yiyi wrapped his coat tightly and walked towards the company building.

"The third file on the left," Yao Yiyi entered He Qing's office with a flashlight, then turned on the light, and soon found the file He Qing said, "Here it is!"

After getting the documents, I was about to turn off the lights and go downstairs, when I suddenly remembered Uncle Cheng who was still downstairs, in such a cold day...

Uncle Cheng saw a beam of light shining from the inside of the company, and hurried up to it with concern: "Miss Yao, did you find it?"

"Well, I found it," Yao Yiyi smiled at him shallowly, and handed him a cup of hot coffee in his hand, "Uncle Cheng, it's cold now, you pay more attention to your health, I made you a cup of coffee , I don’t know if you like to drink this at your age, but even if you don’t drink it, it’s good to warm your hands.” She vaguely remembered that her father didn’t seem to like drinking this, saying that it was too bitter, and she once didn’t drink it. Let yourself drink it, saying what his daughter must have grown up with honey, how can she drink such a bitter thing.

At that time, she still seemed to be making fun of him, and she didn't even recognize foreign goods like coffee, but thinking about it now, her nose felt a little sore.

Yao Yiyi was a little helpless, her father had already left, but she couldn't even remember some memories about him, every time she recalled it, it just seemed to happen, the picture in her mind was blurry, as if it happened in real time, It's like drawing it at will.

"Thank you, Ms. Yao." Uncle Cheng obviously didn't think that a person who could be regarded as a white-collar worker would care so much about him. To care about the superiors, he usually sits in the security room, even if it is just a small employee, he doesn't bother to have a few words with him.

"You're welcome, I'm rushing back." Yao Yi waved to Uncle Cheng and drove away.

On the deserted and quiet road, Uncle Cheng held the steaming cup of coffee and watched Yao Yiyi's car gradually go away. He lowered his head and took a sip of coffee while turning around.

(End of this chapter)