indulge in his heart

The weekend was very pleasant. After breakfast, Ye Qinghuan made a cup of coffee and read a book in the garden.

There are roses and many other unknown flowers planted in the garden, and the fragrance from them wafts through the garden, and the wind blows the leaves, making a rustling sound.

Ye Qinghuan stretched her waist, lazily looking at the sky.

White clouds were floating in the distance, and the air in the garden was very fresh. A sudden ringing of bells disturbed the quiet air.

Ye Qinghuan jumped up from the chair, took a look at the phone, and lazily called hello.

"Hurry up and bring the contract that you talked about two days ago to the company, I'll wait for you at the company!" Wen Xunli's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a trace of cold and undeniable majesty.

Ye Qinghuan gave a helpless grace, got up lazily, put on casual clothes, took the documents and hurriedly took a taxi there.

Halfway through the car, Ye Qinghuan suddenly remembered that Wen Xunli didn't eat for some reason.

"Hey, stop the car, master, I'll go down and buy a bento."...

Wen Xunli stood in front of the window and looked at it again and again. He paced back and forth impatiently, and when he heard the sound of high-heeled shoes outside, his eyebrows and eyes immediately relaxed.

He cleared his throat, sat back in his office chair, sat upright, and waited for the people outside.

Ye Qinghuan pushed open the door of the office with the lunch box in hand, looking up in a daze.

Today's Wen Xunli seems to have tidied up on purpose, and at a glance, he can't see any flaws.

"No, here's your bento!" Ye Qinghuan put the food box on Wen Xunli's desk, yawned slightly, walked to her desk, and sat down.

"I brought the contract you want here, and there are still a few details that need to be noted. You wait for me for 2 minutes." Ye Qinghuan took the contract out of the folder, drew and wrote, and marked out a few key points.

Wen Xunli looked up and saw the bento on the table, and his heart was slightly moved.

He ate happily with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked up at Ye Qinghuan from time to time, feeling full of satisfaction in his heart.

Ye Qinghuan quickly finished marking the contract, got up neatly, put the document on Wen Xunli's desk, and turned to leave.

"Wait, stop, where are you going?" The smile on Wen Xunli's face disappeared suddenly, and he scolded coldly.

Ye Qinghuan stopped in her tracks, looked back suspiciously, and asked, "Why do you have anything else to order? Today is Saturday, and it's rest time. My husband is still waiting for me at home."

"No, I'm working overtime today, you must obey my orders, hurry up and make me a cup of coffee!" Wen Xunli ordered coldly, feeling a little panicked in his heart.

"Do you want to be so domineering?" Ye Qinghuan rolled her eyes helplessly, but what Wen Xunli said was right, she is now a subordinate, and she had to listen to Wen Xunli's orders.

"I give it to you within 3 minutes!" Wen Xunli glanced coldly, his face darkened.

Ye Qinghuan's heart trembled when he saw it, so he nodded, then turned and walked out.

A few minutes later, with a dark face, Ye Qinghuan pushed open the door of Wen Xunli's office with a cup of coffee.

"The coffee is ready. If you have anything to do, you can finish it in one breath, and I'll leave when I'm done! Although I want to cooperate with you in overtime work, you have no right to keep me here!" Ye Qinghuan felt a little aggrieved. After finishing the sentence in one breath, he stood aside resentfully.

Wen Xunli was a little soft-hearted, but when he thought that she was going back to meet another man, he felt as if he couldn't express his anger.

"I order you to sort out all the contracts for a while, and then clean up the sanitation of my office. Finally, remember to prepare my lunch. In the afternoon, arrange all my work and rest time. I will free up a few time of day."

"Is there any more? If you have anything, let's finish it together!" Ye Qing's chest didn't necessarily heave with joy.

"Forget it, let it be like this, I guess you can't finish these things today." Wen Xunli showed a very cunning smile, and looked at Ye Qinghuan very calmly.

Ye Qinghuan stomped her feet vigorously, then walked out angrily, and when she came back, she had already changed and had a bunch of folders in her hand.

"Oh, by the way, I remembered, the coffee is out, hurry up and get some more!" Wen Xunli interrupted Ye Qinghuan's work from time to time.

After doing this two or three times in a row, Ye Qinghuan couldn't bear it any longer, and took the cup and put it on the warm water table vigorously.

The coffee in the cup splashed all over the place, wet Wen Wen Xun Li's desk.

"Ye Qinghuan, what are you trying to do? I'll give you 5 minutes to clean up this place!" Wen Xunli said, and went out with his mobile phone. I don't know whose number he dialed, in a soft voice. chatted in English.

Ye Qinghuan looked at his masterpiece boredly, and cursed secretly, he did it to himself.

The coffee had already entered the inside along the edge of the drawer, Ye Qinghuan had to open all the drawers, and then carefully wiped the traces inside one by one.

"Huh? What's this?" Ye Qinghuan suddenly saw a photo album in the drawer. On the front of the photo album was a photo of a little girl. This photo looked somewhat similar to her when she was a child.

Not knowing whether it was out of curiosity or what, Ye Qinghuan reached out and pulled out the photo album, and opened it carefully.

The moment she opened the photo, she was stunned.

It turned out that there were all photos of her when she was a child. From elementary school to junior high school to high school, they were neatly placed in the box. Some of them were already yellowed, and they seemed to have been aged for a long time.

Ye Qinghuan gritted her teeth hard and pinched her thigh to make sure it wasn't a dream.

How is this going?Why are there these photos of herself, some of which she doesn't even remember.

Ye Qing also took these photos and looked at them over and over again to make sure that there was nothing wrong with them. These were indeed the photos of himself when he was a child.

Wen Xunli came in after making the phone call, and when he looked up, he saw Ye Qinghuan standing in front of the desk with a terrified expression.

He rushed over to see the photo on the table, and understood it instantly. He tugged at the collar of his shirt, then coughed lightly and walked over to confess.

But when he walked up to Ye Qinghuan, he looked up and found that the expression on Ye Qinghuan's face was very strange.

Ye Qinghuan stretched out his hand, and when he saw Wen Xunli approaching, he panicked and shouted loudly not to come.

She shook her head in fear, and threw her hands desperately, as if she was very frightened.

"Don't come here, don't come here!" Ye Qinghuan looked like she was hiding from a pervert.

"What's wrong with you? I keep these photos just because I have you in my heart. Do you know that I have always loved you! The first time I saw you, I thought I had found happiness, but you didn't Remember me!"

"No, no! Don't come here, please don't come here!" Ye Qinghuan seemed to have gone crazy, her pupils were widened, her eyes were full of horror, and there was a sense of panic all over her body. Feel.

"Okay, don't get excited if I don't come here, listen to me, take a deep breath now, don't get excited, just do as I say, come, follow my rhythm, take a deep breath 123..."

After Ye Qinghuan took a few breaths, his expression softened a little.

Wen Xunli stepped forward, hugged Ye Qinghuan tightly, then patted her on the back to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Ye Qinghuan's mood gradually calmed down, but when his dreams reached the photo albums on the table, he still waved his hand in panic, pointed at the photos, and said anxiously: "Burn! Burn them quickly!" up"

Ye Qinghuan's mind was in a turmoil. When she thought of the things that had happened, she felt as if her whole body was going to explode. If she stayed here for a second, her whole body would explode.

"What's the matter? Is there something wrong with these photos?" Wen Xunli pushed Ye Qinghuan away, trying to figure out what happened.

But Ye Qinghuan only kept pointing at the photo album and said, "Please, please burn them, okay?"

Although Wen Xunli was very puzzled, seeing Ye Qinghuan's painful appearance, he could only sigh and nodded.

Wen Xunli turned around, picked up the photos on the table one by one, sighed slightly, his eyes were full of reluctance.

"Are you sure I must burn these photos?" These photos were collected by Wen Xunli for a long time, and now they are suddenly going to be burned, which seems to have cut his heart.

"Please, please!" Ye Qinghuan's mood was almost out of order.

Looking at her like this, Wen Xunli felt a little bit reluctant in his heart, so he nodded, took out the lighter, put these photos in the ashtray, and lightly lit the fire.

A smell of anxiety permeated the air, but Wen Xunli ignored it directly, and just frowned at the portrait of Ye Qinghuan, whose color gradually faded from the flames, and then slowly disappeared.

Seeing the photos being burned one after another, Wen Xunli suddenly realized that there were many photos of Ye Qinghuan when he was a child, but there were very few photos when he grew up.

"Hey, by the way, why didn't you like taking pictures later?" Wen Xunli frowned and raised his head to ask.

All of this happened so suddenly, Ye Qinghuan looked at the burned photos in front of him, and felt his head buzzing non-stop.

It just so happened that when Wen Xunli asked such a question, Ye Qinghuan only felt that one head was two big, and he kept shaking his head and said, "Please don't ask any more!"

The atmosphere was awkward for a while, Wen Xunli was very puzzled, he thought of many hypotheses in his mind, but he still couldn't explain it.