President Daddy begs for a hug

Seeing that song Junze was so angry, ye Xinru secretly laughed in her heart, but on the surface she had to pretend to be heartbroken.

"Junze, Miaomiao can't help himself..."

"She can't help it? She can't help doing harm to others? Now I'm going to seduce my uncle. I think she's completely out of her mind! " Song Junze's mood was stirred to the extreme. He was thinking, if ye Miaomiao became his aunt, would the Song family have a good life? Absolutely not!

Song Junze turned his body to ye Xinru and changed his gentle attitude: "Xinru, you are the most perfect woman. I was really blind at the beginning and was deceived by Ye Miaomiao's appearance."

"Junze, I will always be by your side." Ye Xinru looked at him affectionately.

Song Junze took the little hand, and then went to the main topic: "talk about how to let my uncle forgive us, let us a yard, these two days my parents are worrying about this."

Ye Xinru leaned on the man's arms and said in a soft voice, "Jun Ze, don't worry. I will make up for my mistakes this time. I will make your uncle hate Ye Miaomiao completely."

……

School, dormitory.

In the evening, after taking a bath, ye Miaomiao came back to the dormitory and heard the roommates sneer at her again.

"Ye Miaomiao, who are those luxury cars parked in the school today? I heard that many people saw you stay in the car for several hours before you came out."

"Song Junze just kicked you, and you found a new love? It's amazing. "

"Look at those cars. They are all luxury cars. Each one is worth millions. Tell me who you found this time."

Ye Miaomiao dried his hair with a towel and dropped a sentence: "it's none of your business." Then a man went to the balcony.

Gao Yaqi in the upper bunk, playing with her mobile phone, looked at the balcony with disdain on her face: "Oh, I don't know what she is still proud of. Her reputation is getting worse. Who dares to marry you in the future, hum!"

On the balcony, ye Miaomiao blows alone and looks at the night scene of the school.

Suddenly, the cell phone rang.

She took a look at the mobile phone, is a strange number, hesitated, or pick up.

"Hello..."

On the other end of the phone came the man's deep, cold voice: "can't sleep."

The sound made Ye Miaomiao feel energetic and sleepless, which was more refreshing than the cold wind.

"What should I do? I'm not with you. I can't sleep with you." She coaxes the other end of the arc to talk about Yihan, the man who is cold enough to freeze.

"Talk, I'm listening."

Who dares to refuse this overbearing tone?

Ye Miaomiao can only respond cleverly: "then... What do you want to hear?"

"Whatever."

"Well... Let me tell you what I did today. I went to the hospital to see my father in the morning, and then went back to school. I stayed with you for another two hours. Then I went to class in the afternoon. Now I just took a bath and stood on the balcony to blow."

Like a pupil, she said what she had done today from beginning to end.

In the United States on the other side of the ocean, Tan Yihan stands in front of the French window, staring at the clear sky with a pair of dark eyes. His lips evoke a cold smile, but he can't see a trace of sleepiness in his eyes.

Handsome tall figure standing in front of French window, proud and indifferent.

At this time, Mo Lin went into the room: "four little, the other party's people are coming, we can start now."

Talk about Yi Han to hold a mobile phone, sink a voice way: "have something to be busy, chat in the evening."

Then, hang up the phone, turn around the moment, he returned to his dark world, with a body of anger toward the door.

Mo Lin followed him. Recalling the voice he had just called, it seemed that there was a trace of tenderness in his indifference?

Are you calling Ye Miaomiao?