Begonia sleepless tonight

The old man squinted at Yan Ruyi, then at Qin Yumo, "Who do you think she is? Ruyi? The daughter of the second family?"

"Yes! Dad! Last time Ruyi came to our house!" Qin Yumo was overjoyed, and pointed to the press card hanging around Yan Ruyi's neck, "Ruyi is now a reporter!"

Uncle Qin Yeming sized up Yan Ruyi's eyes, and his brows suddenly jumped with joy, "Ruyi, really Ruyi, you have grown into a slim girl, you, your face..."

Yan Ruyi smiled back, and there was another trouble in her mind. She planned to never see the Qin family again, so she ran into them again.

When the shopkeeper heard that it was a reporter, his tough attitude loosened, "Opening the door to do business is full of customers, I think it is not easy for you, an old man, so let's make room for each other, and I will refund you half."

Twelve stones, 30 one, more than [-] yuan, it is not a small amount to return to the hand.

Qin Yeming knew very well that if Yan Ruyi didn't happen to be a reporter and was related to him, this profiteer would definitely be worthless.

Qin Yumo persuaded Qin Yeming to accept it as soon as he was good, and told him not to gamble with stones again, which solved the problem.

The incident was resolved satisfactorily, Yan Ruyi's head became more bald, the news was less gimmicky, and the writing was boring. The most troublesome thing was that Qin Yeming was very popular, and he insisted on going to the old house to have a look.

"Auntie, give me a hug."

Mumu opened her little hand, and her soft and waxy voice melted Yan Ruyi's heart. For Mumu's sake, she had no choice but to take Qin Yeming and Qin Moyu home.

"This courtyard is always a bit old, but it is well preserved." Qin Yeming stood in the courtyard and observed carefully and concluded, "Ruyi, the prices of courtyard houses in this area of ​​the old city are rising, you might as well sell them, girl Every family is going to get married anyway, so it's useless to guard this one-third of an acre of land."

Every girl?Are you going to marry anyway?
Yan Ruyi was disgusted with this old-fashioned way of thinking, and fixed his eyes on Qin Yeming's wrist. He should be wearing an amber bracelet, which is clear and priceless.

"Uncle, where did you get the money to bet on stones?"

Few people could stand her soul torture. Qin Yeming, who was talking about the mountains, changed his expression, "You don't know that, do you? Your uncle and I are the gods of gambling, and I have won a lot of cards."

"Are you able to win so much playing cards?" Yan Ruyi was suspicious, "I remember when my parents died, my grandfather was in the hospital with kidney failure, and my grandmother was not in good health. The money you owe is basically for medical expenses. Playing cards turned over gone?"

"You child, why are you talking to the elders!" Qin Yeming blew his beard and stared, suspected of poking a sore foot, "I think it's because the second child and Lao Yan left early and didn't discipline you well!"

Changing face was quicker than flipping through a book, Yan Ruyi didn't want to accompany her anymore, walked to the entrance of the courtyard, and the courtyard door opened wide, "Please, don't send me off."

She affectionately called her late mother "Second", and if she really missed having a younger sister, why was it that day that year, when the mortuary recognized the dead body, their Qin family couldn't find a single ghost!
"Hey, you dead girl, your wings are hard on you!"

"Forget it, Dad, let's go! Mu Mu, say goodbye to my aunt."

"For nothing, auntie."

Qin Yumo was already feeling guilty towards Yan Ruyi, so he couldn't straighten up in front of her, and even pulled and pushed Qin Yeming out of the courtyard.

Yan Ruyi buckled the latch horizontally, out of sight and out of mind.

Looking up at the crabapple tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, there is a magpie perched on the branch, chirping.

It is said that there are visitors from magpies, and this kind of visitors should not come here in the future!
She took out her phone dejectedly, but Li Shengxian hadn't responded to the message, but another black profile picture popped up, with only a few short words: What are you doing?
She didn't even click on the dialog box, so she deleted it directly, and the haze shrouded in her heart basically spread infinitely.

Friday.

It was windy and rainy in the morning.

Yan Ruyi held up an umbrella and arrived at the company early, got a replacement badge, opened the company website habitually, and the special interview with Yiyun Ye Manni exploded as expected.

Of course, the wanton body search by Mengfan's people has not been brought to the table.

"Yiyun, congratulations!"

"You've won the weekly star list again, you're really good at it!"

Whether it is sincere or false, Yiyun is willing to listen to compliments. She hums to the round mirror on the desk and plays with the freshly made nails.

"You did a good job this time." Xu Huaiyuan walked to her desk holding a gift box, "This is a reward from me on behalf of the company, keep working hard."
"What?" Yiyun unwrapped the ribbon of the gift box, and a Gucci women's wallet appeared in front of her eyes.

She couldn't stop the corners of her mouth from rising, and Yan Ruyi joined in the fun, placing a potted cactus on the corner of her table, "Congratulations."

Yiyun was so frightened that her hands trembled, and the brand-name wallet she was holding was like a hot potato. She tossed it back and forth several times, including the box, and threw it into the trash can. She didn't know who she was playing for, so she pointed at Xu Huaiyuan with a long face. , "Don't make these useless, I don't need it!"

Xu Huaiyuan stared dumbfounded. Didn't this ancestor look good just now?
Yan Ruyi smiled wryly, knelt down and picked up the wallet from the trash can, and put it on the Yiyun table, "Old Xu is a nice guy, and this bag is not cheap, so be content."

Xu Huaiyuan's glasses almost slipped off the bridge of his nose, and his eyes communicated with Yiyun: Did she know?
Yiyun nodded, Xu Huaiyuan was speechless.

"Come on, old Xu." Patted Xu Huaiyuan, saying that Ruyi has deep merit and fame.

In fact, Xu Huaiyuan and Yiyun are quite good for her to use.

"Here, your coffee, your manuscript, oh... move your feet, the trash can is full, sister."

Huang Mao, who was wandering around the office area, took Yan Ruyi's trash can, and Yan Ruyi noticed it, and suddenly frowned, "Are you assigned to our company for an internship?"

The boy hugged the trash can, stared at Yan Ruyi fixedly, a little prosopagnosia, "Who are you?"

"Chasing the wind."

The two words of Yan Ruyi stirred up thousands of waves in the mind of the yellow-haired young man, and his tongue was tied with excitement, "Yes... yes, you are a passerby... You, are you a sharp reporter?"

Otherwise, he thought, passers-by would really sneak into the troubled company in the middle of the night to eat melons?

Yan Ruyi remembered that his name seemed to be Feng Ze, the world was so small, and he would meet again and again after going around.

"Sister, you know about Chasing the Wind, when will it be reported?" Feng Ze was gearing up, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

report...

Yan Ruyi smiled, "Go and do your work."

He didn't say let him die, and he was already treating the future flower buds of journalists gently.

Master Jiang Jiu needs to know, what will happen to her secretly collecting his crimes?tear her up?
Thinking of Jiang Jiucheng, Yan Ruyi's temples thumped, even his heart was affected, it must have been tortured by him recently!