His Destined Love

Reluctantly ignoring the strange taste of the soup, ye Yinxin tried to resist her desire to vomit. She felt sick in her heart, but on the surface, she still looked very normal. Only after the door was closed, she rushed to the bathroom and vomited.

Holding the edge of the marble brick, ye Yinxin felt more comfortable after vomiting, but vomiting hurt her body. Now her face was very pale and worrying.

Seeing that she has drunk, the servant has left with the bowl. Maybe it's because the title has not changed. If the master doesn't value people as much, the servants will be affected and won't value them. Therefore, there are few servants in this Shen house who really respect Ye Yinxin.

Now, with her pale face and vomit voice, there was no one who found out.

Ye Yinxin frowned in distress. She always felt that something was not good. Her reaction this time seemed to be too fierce. She reluctantly comforted herself. Maybe it was because of this bowl of decoction that stimulated her stomach.

But the uncomfortable feeling was still there, because she hadn't eaten for a long time, most of the vomites were gastric juice, and those she had just drunk didn't even take up a small part. She washed her face and went to the bedside to lie down.

It's getting late outside. Ye Yinxin realizes that when he wakes up, it's not the morning but the afternoon. Now it's going to be evening, and the evening is when Shen Hanshen comes back.

Her eyebrows frowned slightly, and when she thought of meeting Shen Hanshen face to face, she was upset. When she thought of what he said, she always felt that he didn't respect himself so much. The child was important, but as the mother of the child, didn't her opinions need to be considered?

The overbearing and arrogant man made the decision directly, but all the decisions she made were rejected, and the whole life was firmly controlled by him? The more she thought about it, the more angry she was. She turned red and thought about what she had to do to let him know that she was not a puppet.

At the beginning of the Lantern Festival, ye Yinxin finally had a trace of spirit. She sat up and read the design materials and books beside her bed. She had read and studied them all over again, but tomorrow was the competition. She wanted to make some achievements to show everyone, and was afraid that her state would affect her performance.

As her fingers caressed each drawing, ye Yinxin thought back, if she were the designer, what would she think when designing this work? Is it sad love or sweet? Is it a regretful life or a bright one? Is it the sadness of parting, the joy of meeting again, or the unbearable separation between life and death?

In front of these designs, it seems that they have become butterflies that show their mood. They fly into Ye Yinxin's heart and lead her one designer's journey after another. In this process, she grows up slowly and understands a lot. It seems that she has entered another world that belongs to design.

"Bang bang"

The knock on the door interrupts Ye Yinxin's thoughts and wakes her from that world.

"Miss ye, madam has asked you to go down for dinner." Someone said in a loud voice outside the door, as if worried that ye Yinxin could not hear her when she fell asleep, so he tried to wake her up.

Ye Yinxin frowned and looked at the door. She didn't know what had happened to her just now, but that feeling made her very comfortable. She was just like a sponge in the water, absorbing other people's knowledge and thoughts crazily. She felt that such feeling was rare. This time she was interrupted, and another time, I don't know if I have this chance.

The people outside the door thought that ye Yinxin didn't hear it. After they didn't get a reply, they immediately knocked on the door more loudly and began to shout at the same time.

"Miss ye, my wife has been urging me. Everyone is back. I'm waiting for you."

Ye Yinxin suddenly opens the door. Standing outside is the housekeeper's little daughter. She is graceful. But every time she faces Ye Yinxin, her attitude is always strange.

"But it's out at last. Go down quickly. It's all waiting for you." He came to call her, but his voice seemed to inform her. Ye Yinxin's eyes stare at her tightly. She knows that she is not really recognized by the Shen family, but it doesn't mean that she can be yelled at by anyone.

"I'm not deaf," Ye Yinxin said coldly. "If you call me, I'll say something similar to your identity. If there's another such thing, I'll talk to Shen Hanshen."

The housekeeper's daughter's step, her eyes a little flustered looking at Ye Yinxin, but soon calm down: "Miss ye, I'm kind to call you, it seems that there is no place to go beyond, if you can't accept my kindness, I have no way."

Ye Yinxin seems to have not heard the same, passing by her side, it seems that there is no this person in front of her, but also a look did not give her.

No matter what kind of fantasy she has about Shen Hanshen, it has nothing to do with her. The only pity is that this woman is too blatant to think that any grasshopper can jump on her head and step on her feet now?

Downstairs, all the dinner was on the table. Knowing that ye Yinxin was uncomfortable, Qin muxue said that she would let the servant take it up and let her eat in her room. However, Shen Wanzhi didn't agree. He thought it was too shameful, but it was a bit uncomfortable. He couldn't even eat down.

Shen Hanshen just came back. His face was in a hurry and full of fatigue. Qin muxue looked at him heartily and said nothing more about Shen Wanzhi's persistence.

They get along well with each other. They are really a family. Ye Yinxin stands on the high steps and looks at them. He thinks that if he joins in, he will soon destroy the atmosphere.

Shen Hanshen's eyes are wandering around. It seems that he is looking for something. When he sees Ye Yinxin standing on the steps, he can see that ye Yinxin has come down slowly.

"I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well, so I'm late." Ye Yinxin with apology, sat in the opposite position of Shen Hanshen.

Looking at her haggard and dispirited face, Shen Hanshen felt a stabbing pain in his heart.

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