My dear President, Please make a detour

After entering the study, Wen Fu sat on the chair and looked at Yin Ming without saying a word.

"Uncle," Yin Ming called, with respect in his tone, "thank you very much for giving me the opportunity to take care of Yaya this time."

Wen Fu, with a dark face, said in his heart that he didn't want to give this opportunity at all.

"I called you here. First, I wanted to ask you how distracted are you from my family?" father Wen asked seriously.

Yin Ming said sincerely, "uncle, she is the person I want to spend my life hand in hand. In fact, no matter how I express to you now, you won't believe my feelings for her."

"In that case, it's better to give me time to prove how good I will be to her for the rest of my life."

After finishing these words, Yin Ming looked straight at Wen Fu and waited for him to speak.

Wen Fu was looking at him in the same way.

After a long time, father Wen's face eased.

"Forget it, I'll believe you once." father Wen knocked on the desk and said slowly, "there's something I think you need to know."

There was some doubt in Yin Ming's eyes.

In a faint tone, Wen Fu told him how his daughter knelt down and cried for herself when he had an accident.

With that, Wen's father couldn't calm down.

"Just for you, she knelt down and begged me." father Wen was very dissatisfied: "I haven't seen her live like this since I was a child!"

After Wen's father finished, Yin Ming was still in place.

It took a long time before it calmed down.

"She was..." Yin Ming's words choked in his throat and some couldn't speak.

He had always wondered why he could go so smoothly and simply during his accident.

Even, don't see him again.

He thought that she was going to take the opportunity to get rid of herself and that she was tired of herself

But I never thought about it. It turned out that she came home and begged her father for herself.

When Wen's father saw his reaction, he knew he didn't know anything about it.

"I tell you this, just to let you know that my daughter is full of sincerity to you. She has paid a lot for you."

"So, if you let me know later that you dare to bully her, even if I fight this old life, I will not let you go." Wen's father's voice threatened fiercely.

Yin Ming clenched his hand and nodded to Wen Fu.

"Don't worry. As long as I have one breath, I will never let her suffer any injustice, including myself, and will not do any harm to her."

Two people chatted in the study for a long time. When they talked about elegance, they all sat uneasily in the living room.

"Mom, what are they talking about? Why haven't they come out for so long?" Wen Ya frowned and wanted to rush into the study several times.

Wen's mother took her hand and said to her slowly, "let them talk when they talk. What's the hurry?"

"Hey, by the way, let the nanny cook your favorite dishes today. Remember to eat more later." Wen mother said with a light smile.

Wenya was pulled by her. She had no choice but to continue sitting here.

After a while, Wen Fu and Yin Ming finally went downstairs.

Wenya saw them come down, quickly stood up and walked over a few steps.

"Dad, do you know how to come down?" complains Wen Ya.

Father Wen stared: "what? This is so much Kung Fu? So afraid that he will be wronged here?"

"... that's not what I meant." the gentle voice weakened.

Wen's mother cleared her throat in time to ease the mood of the scene.

"It will be a while before dinner." Wen's mother said and looked at Wen Ya: "Ya Ya, take Yin Ming back to your bedroom and come out later when you have dinner."

Father Wen disagrees a little. Can't we sit together? Why do you have to leave them alone?

But before he could say his disapproval, Wenya had already taken Yin Ming away quickly.

Close the bedroom door, gentle, and then focus on Yin Ming.

"Did my father embarrass you just now?" the gentle voice could not hide his concern: "and... Didn't he hit you?"

Yin Ming couldn't laugh or cry. He reached out and rubbed her hair.

"What are you doing in your brain?" Yin Ming sat on her bed, pulled her between his legs and clamped her.

"Uncle is not so fierce. He just cares about you too much," said Yin Ming.

"I know." my father always knew what his starting point was.

"What are you two talking about for so long?" Wenya was still confused.

Thinking of the conversation between them just now, Yin Ming's eyes crossed a touch of complexity.

"Yaya." Yin Ming kisses her lips directly.

He has wanted to do so since he heard what his uncle said just now.

This silly woman, previously hiding from herself again and again, said she was ruthless

But he refused to tell himself the truth.

If my uncle hadn't said this, I probably would never know what she had done.

The lingering kiss ended, and the gentle breath was a little unstable.

She leaned against Yin Ming's arms and blushed: "what's the matter with you?"

Why did you suddenly kiss her?

There was a smile in Yin Ming's eyes. He whispered, "I just feel that I love you very much, so I want to kiss you."

She pursed her lips gently and dodged her eyes provoked by straightforward love words.

"Me, me too." her voice was as low as a whisper.

After a while, Yin Ming let go of her and looked at her room.

A moment later, Yin Ming pointed to what he had accidentally turned out, raised his eyebrow and asked, "do you still have this?"

Wenya was stunned when she saw what was in his hand.

When he reacted, he stuttered a little: "you, listen to me. I just forgot to lose this, and I had it very early. I forgot where it was..."

Yin Ming raised his eyebrows and listened to her explanation quietly.

After the gentle and stumbling finish, he looked at his face and carefully pulled his arm.

"Hey?" she said tentatively, "are you angry?"

Yin Ming deliberately calmed his face: "I saw pictures of other men in your room, and this person is still the one you have secretly loved for so many years. Do you think I should be angry?"

Wenya was a little nervous when questioned by him. Without thinking, she blurted out: "it's time."

Yin Ming was teased by her small appearance and couldn't help laughing.

"Well, I'm just teasing you." Yin Ming pinched her face and put his forehead against her forehead: "I know who you like in your heart now."

Wen Ya breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good," said Wen Ya. "I'm afraid you think more. Since you're not jealous, it's all right."

"It's just a photo. What's jealous of?" Yin mingdadu said.

Gentle and natural tone: "who said there was only one photo? There are a lot of things about him."

Yin Ming: "...."