indulge in his heart

He Yansheng thought about it, and Ye Qinghuan's face immediately appeared in his mind.

He frowned, and glanced at Joni angrily, with a nameless anger in his heart.

He stretched out his hand and pushed Joni hard, and shouted in a bad tone: "Get up!"

Joni was sleeping soundly, and when she heard He Yansheng's stern voice, her heart tightened immediately, she opened her eyes reluctantly and took a look, and then immediately put on a flattering smile.

She crawled towards He Yansheng's body, but was pushed away by He Yansheng's palm.

"You are not allowed to appear in front of me again in the future! You are just a tool for me to vent, but I may not be able to see it. If I wasn't drunk, could this happen to you?"

He Yansheng was annoyed in his heart, and he mocked coldly: "Get out of here immediately!"

Joni was heartbroken when she heard that, her face darkened slightly, but then she smiled, swam her hands on He Yansheng's body, then cast a wink and said with a smile: "I think you are reluctant, don't you?" Otherwise, why would you do this kind of thing with me again and again? Don't worry, I will do better next time!"

Afterwards, Joni got up, and deliberately made some gestures of scratching her head when she was getting dressed, and walked away slowly with small steps under He Yansheng's serious expression.

The outside door was gently closed, but He Yansheng couldn't calm down for a long time.

He recalled Joni's words, thoughtfully.

On the other side, Ye Qinghuan lay on the sofa for a long time, and when she completely calmed down, she got up and glanced at her phone.

Wen Xunli?
An inexplicable idea burst into her mind, a strong desire to find Wen Xunli immediately and explain these things clearly.

She hurriedly got up and rushed to Wen Xunli's company, with an inexplicable expectation in her heart.

Soon she got out of the car and walked towards Wen Xunli's company step by step, feeling very complicated.

Ye Qinghuan drafted several opening remarks in his head, the closer he got to Wen Xunli's office, the more nervous he became.

Fang Munan came to find Wen Xunli today, and saw that his face was not looking well, so he walked up behind him mischievously and covered his eyes.

"Do you remember that we used to play this game when we were young? Back then you always mistook me for my brother." Fang Munan put his head next to Wen Xunli's ear and said with a gentle smile.

Thinking of those good memories from the past, Wen Xunli couldn't help but smile, and nodded, feeling much better.

"Yes, we were so happy at that time, the three of us were together every day." Wen Xunli broke Fang Munan's palm, pulled her to him, and looked at Fang Mu carefully
Nan's hand.

"You said that your brother, a boy, has exactly the same hands as yours. Even the lines on his hands are similar, and the lines on his fingers seem to be the same."

"Yeah, I also find it strange! This may be the connection God gave us as brothers and sisters, but it's funny to say, in fact, my brother..."

Ye Qinghuan walked to Wen Xunli's office, and was about to push the door open, when he heard voices in the room, he immediately withdrew his hand.

She looked in through the crack of the door, just in time to see Wen Xunli and Fang Munan holding hands and smiling at each other.

Ye Qinghuan's heart beat slightly, and an unspeakable uncomfortable feeling suddenly emerged.

She swallowed, turned around and hesitated whether to go in or not.

If you go in now, wouldn't that bother them?
But if he didn't go in, Ye Qinghuan felt a little reconciled in his heart.

After thinking about it, Ye Qing sighed and planned to leave.

She had just taken two steps when there was a creaking sound of the door opening.

Fang Munan and Wen Xunli were talking, thinking of the past, and also thinking of Fang Munan's brother, the two of them wanted to visit him.

The two of them pushed the door one after the other and came out, both of them froze in place.

Why is this woman here again?
Fang Munan was a little annoyed.

She was about to tell Wen Xunli to leave quickly, and she was afraid that she would not make it in time, but when she looked up, she saw a gleam of light in Wen Xunli's eyes.

Fang Munan's original good mood disappeared all of a sudden, a trace of anger rose in his heart, and he panicked.

But then she calmed down again, walked forward with a smile, pretended to be concerned and asked, "Qing Huan, you are here. How is Mr. He? I heard that he has been on a business trip recently."

When He Yansheng was mentioned, Wen Xunli's original smile froze for a moment.

He coldly glanced at Ye Qinghuan who was standing in front of him with his head bowed, and felt an inexplicable annoyance in his heart.

"I still have something to do, I'm leaving first!" Wen Xunli frowned a little angrily, before Ye Qinghuan could answer, he turned and left.

Wen Xunli's walking back was unrestrained and extremely neat, and he didn't want to stop even a single step.

The scene was a little awkward all of a sudden, Fang Munan said sorry a little, and then hurriedly chased after him.

She ran up to Wen Xunli, stopped him, looked at him apologetically, and then there was a trace of uneasiness and sadness in her eyes, as if she was about to cry.

"You were angry just now, did I say something wrong?" Fang Munan looked at Wen Xunli aggrievedly, squeezed his hands a little uneasy, and lowered his eyebrows.

Wen Xunli sighed and shook his head: "It's okay, let's go quickly, the door will be closed later!"

Ye Qinghuan stood behind the two of them, watched the two of them leave side by side, and stayed there for a while, feeling a little sad in his heart, rubbed his eyes with his hands, and then wiped away a tear from the corner of his eyes.

Then she sighed, shrugged her shoulders and comforted herself with an indifferent look: "It's okay, maybe he doesn't need my thanks at all."

After returning home, Ye Qinghuan was in a daze. She lay on the bed without changing her clothes, and fell into a deep sleep with her eyes closed.

When Wen Xunli and Fang Munan returned home after seeing her brother at the cemetery, they were always worried and thought of Ye Qinghuan from time to time.

Only then did he feel that it seemed a little inappropriate for him to walk away in such a hurry in the company just now.

Calm down and think about it, maybe Ye Qinghuan just wanted to explain to him.

Thinking of this, he became even more restless, pacing back and forth in the room, holding his mobile phone to read it over and over again, waiting for Ye Qinghuan to send him a message to explain.

Tired at the end, Wen Xunli sat on the sofa and rested for a while with half-closed eyes.

He woke up several times during the period, and every time he woke up, he took the first look at the phone.

There are still a few messages in the phone...

The next morning, Ye Qinghuan got up before it was light.

She rubbed her sore shoulders, looked at the sky outside, and suddenly remembered that Ye Qingchen's birthday had arrived.

Ye Qinghuan stretched her waist, washed up hastily, tidied herself up again, and chose a plain skirt that she seldom wears to wear on her body.

Since there is a birthday party today, there must be a lot of things, so she should go back early to help.

Half an hour later, Ye Qinghuan got out of the taxi with a gift in her hand, looked up at the home she had lived in for so long, feeling a little emotional in her heart.

The door outside opened, Ye Qinghuan poked his head and glanced inside, the room was quiet, no one was there.

"Morning?" Ye Qinghuan yelled inside while changing her shoes.

No one answered her. It seemed that the family members were all out now, probably to buy ingredients or something.

Ye Qinghuan conveniently placed the gift on the shoe cabinet at the door, stood in the living room for two seconds, and turned her eyes to her mother's room.

Her mother died early, and when she got married, the family didn't give him too much time to clean up.

And her father didn't let her bring these things at that time, so she didn't take any of her mother's relics.

Thinking of her mother, Ye Qinghuan sighed, feeling a little sad in her heart.

She walked slowly towards her mother's room, pushed open the door, and there was a musty smell in the room, and when she looked up, the visible place inside was covered with dust.

It seems that this room has not been tidied up for a long time, Ye Qinghuan felt a little uncomfortable and panicked, walked in slowly and turned around.

The door of the closet in the room was open, and the clothes inside seemed to have been touched by someone. Those clothes were turned over and fell on the ground, no one cared about them, and a thick layer of dust had already accumulated.

The drawers in the room also seemed to have been turned over, and miscellaneous things fell to the ground in a mess.

Ye Qinghuan went over to tidy up those things one by one, then found a rag, and wiped all the tables and chairs in the room.

When I was about to tidy up the drawer, a few photos fell from a notebook in the drawer.

The photo has turned slightly yellow, and her mother's smiling face is printed on the small paper.

Ye Qinghuan's eyes became moist all of a sudden, he knelt down and carefully picked up those photos and put them in his bag.

These photos were taken by her mother when she was young. When her mother smiled, her eyebrows were curved and her smile was picturesque. She was a very beautiful woman.

After packing everything, Ye Qinghuan searched again, and found that her mother didn't leave much behind, except for these photos, there were only a few slightly tattered books left.

Ye Qinghuan looked at the room that had been simply tidied up, and was about to leave when there was a sudden sound of heavy footsteps outside.

Hearing the footsteps that were so familiar, Ye Qinghuan's heart tightened slightly.

She subconsciously turned her head and glanced, her hands numb with fright.

The footsteps stopped, and with a creak, the door of the mother's room was pushed open, and a tall figure stood at the door.

Seeing the face in front of her, Ye Qinghuan's pupils dilated suddenly, and subconsciously called out: "Qin Yufeng!"