Begonia sleepless tonight

Yan Ruyi's body only trembled, because she could distinguish the voice.

Looking back at the yellow hair, the hippie smile is no different from the non-mainstream in the early years.

"Why are you here?"

Under the strange gaze of the salesperson, Yan Ruyi put away the night light and put it in the box.

"Passing by." Feng Ze shook his leg with one hand on his hip, "I'm a homeless person now, sister, didn't you say that you have a new job introduction? I'm still waiting to hug my thigh and drink broth with the boss!"

Where is Xue Lai's glib tongue...

Yan Ruyi did promise that she couldn't go back on this matter, but how could she tell Feng Ze that she might go to Mengfan?

With the degree of Feng Ze's hatred for Meng Fan, it is possible to turn his face and deny anyone.

"Well, I have a piece of information here, and I will give you the official account. If you can write this article well, you will pass the assessment and work with me."

Yan Ruyi thought for a while, and sent the compressed package to Fengze's mailbox face to face.

"what is this?"

Feng Ze was at a loss, messing around with his eldest sister, and even had to take the exam.

"You'll know it after reading it. Before Friday, I hope to see the report." The old god gave a thumbs up on the ground, "Come on!"

Feng Ze was ignorant, Yan Ruyi walked in the shopping mall with a night light in his arms, maybe, he should check the hard drive in the surveillance system before making a decision.

"Drip."

The phone rang, and it was Lin Wenya.

"Miss Yan, are you free? I'm sorry for what happened last time, and I want to invite you to dinner to apologize."

Yan Ruyi stopped in her tracks. There was a movie poster at the elevator entrance. It was a suspense movie called "Crime Scene".

She had watched the trailer, Gu Tianle was playing a villain, and she thought she could cheat the world.

"Miss Yan?"

Lin Wenya didn't get a response for a long time, so she called again on the phone, "If it's inconvenient, I can drive to pick you up."

Yan Ruyi looked at the poster in a daze, and immediately raised the corner of her mouth, "Okay, where is it?"

In the evening, a small farmyard and a Sichuan restaurant.

Red lanterns hung high, decorated with strings of dried chili peppers, and the master of Sichuan opera face-changing skills won the applause of the audience.

"Miss Yan, I'm from Sichuan. I studied abroad in my early years, but my spicy taste has never changed. I wonder if you like spicy food?"

In the private room, Lin Wenya began to pour sour plum soup for Yan Ruyi, and there was already a mandarin duck pot in the middle of the round table.

"It's okay." Yan Ruyi flipped through the recipes. In addition to the ingredients for the shabu-shabu, there were stir-fried kidneys, couple's lung slices, spiked potatoes, and a series of Sichuan-style dishes.

Seeing Yan Ruyi's indifferent attitude, Lin Wenya said again, "Miss Yan is a local, right? If there are regrets in life, what else should I do?"

Yan Ruyi slid her fingertips over the edge of the hot pot, her eyelids drooped, sorry...

"No regrets."

She should have died a long time ago, if Brother Li hadn't saved her life, she would have been reunited with her parents on the Naihe Bridge.

It was just negative thoughts, she always felt that Qin Yumo might know something about the death of her parents.

　  Lin Wenya's eyes were a little cold, the chill was fleeting, and her gentle smile returned, and the milk tea she ordered was pushed in front of her, "Miss Yan, don't think too much, drink something sweet, it will help you feel happy physically and mentally."

"Thank you."

Yan Ruyi took a few sips of the milk tea, and Lin Wenya's smile deepened, "I'll go to the bathroom."

She walked out the door, took a deep look at Yan Ruyi who was addicted to milk tea, and closed the doorknob.

Sleeping pills were put in that cup of milk tea, and it only took half an hour for her to lose consciousness like a corpse.

Time passed by, and two men outside the private room of the hot pot restaurant waited for an opportunity.

In the room, the water in the hot pot was already boiling, and it exploded in "pulu pulu", but there was no food in the pot. Yan Ruyi poured half a cup of milk tea into the pot, and carefully stuffed the black pearls into the plastic cup.

almost……

The sound of the doorknob being turned outside, she folded her hands and pressed her head on her arms, like a student taking a nap in class and closing her eyes.

　 She would like to see what kind of medicine Lin Wenya was selling in the gourd after she had worked so hard for so long!