Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

Si Ye ignored him at all, and even walked to the side to distance himself from him.

Si Ye is much more stable now. Since Si Boheng left, Si Qian is in charge of the company's affairs, and he will also hand over some projects to Si Ye. That is to say, he is now like a member of the Si family. Young master, I have really started to get in touch with company affairs.

When the two servants took out the things, everyone could actually see that it was really a painting.

There was a small envelope at the tie, Yan Rongrong took it and unfolded it.

Si Boheng's vigorous and sharp handwriting appeared in front of his eyes.

"My baby, the gift was prepared in a hurry. I hope you don't dislike it. I will make another picture for you when I have time next year. Happy New Year. You have to be good and wait for me to come back."

Yan Rongrong touched those words lightly with her fingers, imagining Si Boheng's appearance when writing these words in her mind.

She nodded to the servant.

The two servants walked to both sides at the same time, walking very slowly and lightly. The gift from the young master to the young lady must not be damaged in any way.

When the painting was slowly revealed in front of everyone, everyone couldn't help but be amazed.

Even Mr. Si stood up, walked up to the painting and took a closer look, then turned his head to talk to Si Qian and Tang Yun.

"Look, let him learn to draw when he was a child, didn't he learn in vain? Isn't this drawing very good?"

Tang Yunyan was amazed, but also a little unbelievable.

"This is really drawn by my son? That brat, I was bullied by the old woman who sold the house before, and he was unwilling to ask him to draw a picture. He said that he didn't study hard, no, what is this now? Please? Someone ghostwritten it?"

Si Ye whispered beside him.

"How could my brother ask someone else to draw a gift for my sister-in-law? Besides, if it wasn't for the person who engraved my sister-in-law in his heart, he wouldn't be able to draw people so vividly, right? Even his eyes and expression are so meticulous."

Tang Yunyan turned her head, nodded appreciatively, and then became angry again. This brat dared to lie to her, and he would die. No, when he comes back, Tang Yunyan must let him make up all the money he exported.

Yan Rongrong stared blankly at the giant portrait in front of her. The painting seemed to be as tall as her, but it was exactly the same as her, even the stomach was almost the same.

She walked over step by step, reached out and gently touched the stomach of the person in the painting. The feeling was amazing, as if she was touching her own stomach.

Her eyes were red, and she knew that Si Boheng must have spent a long time painting this painting, and in that environment, she couldn't imagine how he took the time to do it.

Tang Yunyan rested on her shoulder, and half supported her with the other hand.

"Isn't it touching? My Ah Heng used to be straight-tempered and cold-blooded. I was his own mother and he didn't help me. Now, he can make his daughter-in-law happy. Finally, there is something worthy of our comfort."

Yan Rongrong turned her head to look at Tang Yunyan, and said seriously.

"He's fine, Si Boheng, he's always been fine."

Those offshoots of the Si family who stood aside all snorted, so you think he is very good, he clearly disowns his relatives, is cruel and ruthless, how is it good?

Geng Huan was sent home by Yan Rongrong for the New Year, so Uncle Geng and Aunt Wen moved the painting upstairs together. Yan Rongrong is now very heavy, and it is the last month of delivery.

The Si family is heavily guarded, ordinary servants are not allowed to go upstairs, so that no strangers can get close to Yan Rongrong.

Yan Rongrong also turned on the light when she went to sleep at night. She was not staring at the huge portrait of herself, but at the signature on the lower right of the portrait.

Si Boheng

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and she always thinks of Si Boheng when he accompanied her to read and write, how wonderful it was then!

Unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning, she simply sat up, but she didn't want to go when she was sitting, and just half-lyed on the pillow.

Taking out her mobile phone, she looked at the number that Si Boheng called her. She hesitated for a long time, but she still didn't call again. She couldn't distract him. She just had to stay at home and wait for him to come back.

So she clicked on Qi Yue's message box, only to see the red envelope Qi Yue sent her. Although it was only 88, Yan Rongrong was very happy because every year she would receive Qi Yue's blessing red envelope.

At that time, 88 was still a huge sum of money to her, and it was deducted by Qi Yue from her own living expenses for her.

After thinking about it, she transferred eight thousand and eight to Qi Yue.

Qi Yue's video came directly.

"I said Fluffy, you're not good enough? Send me such a big red envelope."

Yan Rongrong smiled.

"I'll buy skins for you."

Qi Yue squinted at her and smiled.

"Hey, how do you know that I have recently taken a fancy to several skins? Usually I am really reluctant to buy them, but now that I have such a huge sum of money, I really want to spend it."

Qi Yue was not polite to Yan Rongrong, just like Yan Rongrong was not polite to her back then.

"By the way, Yue Yue, are you still playing games with Si Ye? He also came to the old house today. I felt that he wanted to ask me about you during the meal, but I didn't know your attitude, so I came back later. I went upstairs and didn't talk to him much."

Qi Yue's mood seemed to suddenly become depressed, and the smile on his face was a bit unnatural.

Yan Rongrong said.

"If you really like him, I think you can take the initiative to try. At least you should let him know that you like him, right?"

Qi Yue looked at Yan Rongrong on the phone, her originally thin cheeks became fleshy now.

She gave a wry smile.

"Not everyone is Si Boheng from your family. You took him down so easily. Si Ye is different from him. Si Boheng has never had anyone else before. It can be said that he is not interested in women, and only you. But Si Ye is different, he is also the one who plays with those wealthy young masters, so I think we are not suitable, why bother to pierce that layer of paper."

Yan Rongrong doesn't know what to say anymore, indeed, Si Ye has the habit of a rich man, although he shouldn't be promiscuous, but he doesn't necessarily have sincerity towards women.

Moreover, he was much younger than Si Boheng, Yan Rongrong even thought that he was uncertain, mainly because he was afraid that Qi Yue would be hurt.

"then you……"

She originally wanted to comfort Qi Yue, but Qi Yue said with a smile.

"I'm fine. This isn't the first time I've lost my love? I've had so many crushes on seniors before, and the scum didn't meet one or two, right?"

Yan Rongrong sighed and shook her head helplessly.

"Then do you want to get drunk again? You used to get very drunk after seeing the true face of the scumbag. These days, when you are at home, you lie on the bed and sleep when you are drunk. When you wake up, you will be fine."

Qi Yue hummed and said that she was indeed going to do this.

She lowered her eyes slightly to conceal the loneliness in her eyes.

Only she knows that Si Ye is different from those before, that annoying guy always appears in her mind, even the hurtful words he said that morning always appear in her mind In her mind, Qi Yue would regret it every time.

I regret that I didn't kick him hard that morning, maybe I was too scared at that time, so I didn't kick him.