The Warmest Romance

Mrs. Ye smiles and asks Yu Yimo to sit down! Today, as soon as I heard that you were coming, I asked the chef to cook more dishes you like! "

Yu Yimo raises his eyes slightly and smiles at Mrs. Ye. It's a response. When he takes back his eyes, he just sweeps to Ye Feng. Peng Zheng stares at him with deep meaning.

Finally, ye Fengpeng opened his mouth and said, "Yimo, I haven't been here for some time. It happens that we can have a good drink today."

"Listen to you, uncle."

Yu Yimo said that he raised his eyes and looked at the man who was over 50 years old and had white temples. A faint smile appeared on his lips.

Two people look at each other and smile, but both of them don't smile at the bottom of their eyes.

Suddenly, ye Wan'er's voice said, "Dad, didn't you say that my brother has come back? Why don't you see anyone else? "

Ye Feng Peng Wen Yan, slightly drooping eyes, away from the eyes, the bottom of the eyes flashed a ray of cold light, his tone gently replied, "in the upstairs, wait a moment down."

Yu Yimo looks at ye Fengpeng. His eyes are getting deeper and deeper. It's hard to guess. Next to him, Mrs. Ye brings tea. Then he looks away.

The quarrel between them is not clear in a word at all. Yu Yimo has been waiting for a suitable time to send ye Fengpeng to hell and let him taste the pain!

Now, it's not the time.

Down the mood in my heart, Yu Yimo's eyes are light. After chatting with Mrs. ye, the kitchen is almost ready.

Mrs. Ye smiles and reminds her softly, "Wan'er, Yimo, the meal is ready. You can wash your hands and serve."

Hearing this, ye Wan'er quickly replied, "OK, mom, I'll take brother Mo to wash his hands."

In her own home, ye Wan'er is obviously more active than she is outside. Now she has a posture of taking her boyfriend to see her parents. She is a little woman with a blushing face, shy and tender.

Pulling Yu Yimo into the kitchen to wash her hands, ye Wan'er can't help saying, "brother Mo, in fact, my parents always want you to come home for dinner. I don't tell you that you are busy with your work. I'm very happy that you can come this time. I can see that they are also very happy!"

Listening to her excited tone, he asked, "is that right?"

Ye Wan'er didn't notice the abnormality and said in a positive tone, "of course!"

Then she looked askance at the man beside her, narrowed her eyes and said with a smile, "brother Mo, can you come to play more often in the future?"

Looking at ye Wan'er's smile, Yu Yimo's eyes are slightly dull. For a moment, he is a bit tangled. He hates Ye's family, especially ye Fengpeng, because all the misfortunes he encounters are caused indirectly by him.

But what bothers him is that it is also the Ye family who gave him warmth and care in the most difficult years.

There are countless times, he wanted to destroy the Ye family, and there are countless times, that moment of thought and impulse, all ended in ye Wan'er's simple smile.

After washing hands out of the kitchen, ye Wan'er takes Yu Yimo to a seat, and the servant next to her comes to pour them wine.

As soon as the wine was poured, there was a sound of footwork coming from the stairway. Ye Zeyu raised his chin slightly and walked towards this side casually.