Hey Girl, You Are So Sweet

Lin Jia didn't say anything. Don't open his head. Lin Mubei propped his head. He thought it was interesting to tease an idiot: "good fight!"

In the face of Lin Jia's glare, Lin Mubei stretched his long legs slightly and said unconsciously: "I said how young master Jia disappeared for a few days and became so romantic. It turned out that he was beaten and wild enough!"

Lin Jia's face was black except for the injured cyan. She didn't notice that the direction of the car had changed.

Lin Mubei suddenly clapped his hands. The driver in front turned his head and said, "President Lin, I have an appointment with muyuan for a while. Do you want to push it off?"

"Didn't muyuan promise?"

"Just now Mr. Jun called and said that muyuan agreed."

When Lin Jia heard the name muyuan, she pricked her ears and listened without missing a word. Suddenly, her face sank.

Lin Mubei seemed to ponder for a moment and said, "young master Jia, I have something to talk about business here. I can't take you on the way. Please talk to master Lin."

"I didn't expect that Lin's President Lin is also the kind of person who likes to go back."

Lin Jia, who used to dislike Lin Mubei, was eager to stick his ass to Lin Mubei's car chair at the moment, but when he saw the strong driver in front, he had to put out the idea and reason with Lin Mubei.

Unexpectedly, Lin Mubei, who was very pleasant all the way, still shrugged his shoulders kindly: "I didn't expect young master Jia to praise me so much. Lin is really flattered."

Just when Lin Jia thought there was a turnaround, he suddenly felt a heavy waist, his ass directly left the seat and fell off the car. Unfortunately, there was a mud pond under the car.

Stunned, Lin Mubei slammed the door and said, "drive!"

Just in time to see Lin Mubei's passing face, Lin Jia grabbed the ground, cursed secretly, looked around, and immediately wanted to kill Lin Mubei - what the hell is this?!

……

The driver looked at Lin Mubei with a smile. He seemed very happy and asked, "President Lin, are you going to kindergarten next?"

Lin Mubei looked at his watch: "is the time in time?"

"Yes."

"Then go to kindergarten."

The driver didn't say anything again. Obviously, the appointment with muyuan just now was just a cover to tease Lin Jia. The boy took it seriously. Lin Mubei shook his head speechless.

At this time, ye Sitong, sitting opposite Ye Yi, is still in a kind of shock.

Ye Yi twists the white chess piece, starts to be warm and cool, and laughs, "why do you look at me with this kind of monster's eyes?"

Ye Sitong shook his head, lowered his eyelids, took a sip of the tea cup, the warm tea went into his throat, pressed down a little panic and paused. She said, "how... How can you be their boss?"

"Is it incredible?" Ye Yi asked.

Ye Sitong shook her head: "it's not." she seemed to be considering how to open her mouth. She always felt embarrassed to talk about the past on such an occasion. After a long pause, she continued: "I just didn't expect to see you again in this way after many years."

Ye Yi smiled: "yes, after many years, I didn't expect to see you again, but you talked to me as Mrs. Lin."

Ye Sitong said, "let's do it with each other."

When ye saw that she didn't want to talk more, she raised her thick eyebrow: "don't you even want to talk to me now?"

"No." when he blurted out his answer, ye Sitong was stunned and said, "I just feel like this. It's embarrassing to say anything. Do you think as a hostage, can you talk to the kidnapper?"

"When you negotiated with me before, wasn't it very good?" Ye smiled and ordered someone to take the chessboard away. "Do you feel angry?"

"What?"

"Hate me for not arguing, and mourn my unfortunate anger."

Ye Sitong asked, "do you mind your current identity?"

Ye Yi smiles but doesn't answer. In fact, it's not like Ye Yi's temperament that ye Sitong knows.

"Ah Zheng." Ye Si Tong gently shouted. Ye Yi's eyes trembled and looked at her. Ye Si Tong said: "whether it's gangster or white, it's a way to live. I don't mind other people's identity. I just don't want to play some small tricks."

Ye Yi smiled: "I have rarely heard this name."

Ye Yi's original name was not ye Yi. His name was Ye Zheng. His father used to be a people's policeman, so he named him ye Zheng. He hoped that he would be healthy. At that time, they lived in the same old house. The neighbors were familiar. The children always liked to play together, and ye Zheng was always bullied because he was too thin, Ye Sitong is the king of children.

At that time, ye Zheng always liked to follow behind her ass. Ye Sitong was also happy to have a little more attendant. He told the naughty children to say proudly, "from today on, ah Zheng, I cover it. You are not allowed to bully him in the future, you know?"

At that time, ye Sitong and ye Zheng always seemed to be one. Where there was Ye Sitong, there was Ye Zheng. Parents always joked that the two children were destined at first sight. Ye's father smiled and took Ye Zheng's father's hand and said he wanted to kiss the baby.

But later, in a mission, he was shot and killed by a drug dealer, but he didn't get fair treatment. He was also framed as an accomplice of the group, and there was no way to appeal. Later, ye Zheng's mother remarried. It was said that ye Zheng was a very rich overseas Chinese, who took Ye Zheng away, and there was no contact since then.

I just didn't expect

Ye Zheng is no longer Ye Zheng. He is Ye Yi.

"Later? Where did you go with your aunt?" Ye Sitong asked.

"I've been to many places." Ye Yi squinted and said, "I don't remember so much."

"Where's aunt? How are you?"

"I died not long after I left the old house." Ye Yi said faintly, "don't feel sorry. This topic didn't make me sad."

In fact, ye Yi doesn't like to talk to people much at ordinary times. Except when the other party is valuable, many things are hidden in his heart and are about to ferment. It's rare that he is very interested in talking about some past events today.

"Not long after she remarried, she left. The overseas Chinese was the culprit who killed her father. In the past, she was found by that person several times. I don't know whether she really liked it or what. He didn't touch her and was very kind to me."

"But sometimes, he is always very irritable. He sent his mother to a mental hospital, and then he died. Then he trained me." Ye Yi said faintly, and even said that he didn't mean to talk deeply about his life over the years.

"Oh, what about... The man?"

"Also dead, just this year, I personally killed him, held his head and worshipped him in front of my father's grave." Ye Yi took back his thoughts and smiled: "I said this not to make you sympathize with me, but to make you better understand... Me now."

Ye Sitong turned the cup in his hand, kept silent for a moment and said, "does this have anything to do with holding me?"

"It doesn't matter, but I can't let you go." Yee said very plainly: "the environment here is not bad. You can walk out often. People who are not boring will bother, feel bored, or come to chat with me."

If Zhai Quan were present, he would be surprised to lose his chin. Although he always smiles all day, he is very tired of talking to them and always looks impatient when reporting.

Ye Sitong was ungrateful: "do you have a charger?"

Ye Yi slid the desktop and lowered his head slightly. His eyes fell on Ye Sitong from time to time. It seemed that he was thinking about something. For a long time, he said, "yes or no, but it may not be suitable for your mobile phone model."

Ye Sitong had expected that he would refuse. He didn't have much emotion. He just said faintly, "I know. I'm tired. I'll go back to my room and have a rest first. I won't accompany much."

She supported the ground to get up, but her wrist was pinched by a rough big hand. She didn't exert much force. Ye Sitong stopped and looked at Ye Yi. Ye Yi leaned forward slightly, tilted her head slightly, touched her flat head with one hand and said, "wait another day, I'll let someone bring you an appropriate thread."

Ye Si Tong pursed the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were attracted by a shallow scar on his wrist and said softly, "thank you."

Ye Yi's hand didn't linger on her wrist. He ordered the woman on the side to say, "send Miss ye back to her room."

Back in the room, the waiters became more and more respectful to her. Xu was really afraid of her boredom. Ye Yi asked someone to turn on the LCD TV in the room.

Ye Sitong was absent-minded and changed from stage to stage. She didn't know why Ye Yi became the leader of such an organization, nor what he had experienced in recent years. He spoke too vaguely and relaxed, but the obvious injuries on his body told about the thrills. In Ye Sitong's heart, ye Yi... Should be ye Zheng, ye Zheng's weight, Still heavy, the boy who needed her protection at the beginning, but later pulled her behind him in a critical moment.

The wound on Ye Yi's wrist was left at that time.

But what ye Sitong cares about is, when did ye become like this? How many percent did ye Yi participate in this premeditated hijacking?

Childhood pure friendship in such speculation cast a layer of ash, covering the context.

The picture on the TV changed again and again. Ye Sitong was uninteresting. She planned to turn off the TV. Suddenly she heard the word Lin in it. She loosened her finger on the power supply and looked at the TV screen.

Among the countless flash lights, Lin Mubei walked calmly onto the stage. He was tall and straight. Wearing a suit on him, he always closed his eyes.

Lin Mubei straightened his suit and began to speak. Ye Sitong glanced at the banner under the TV and said that Lin Mubei was officially elected president of the National Chamber of Commerce. However, isn't he in the military headquarters?