The poor little boy was targeted by the reborn paranoid CEO

There was a smile on Ye Lanyao's eyebrows, "If I were the queen, you would be the princess, the little princess who wants to be held in the palm of my hand and loved."

"Sister, you are so embarrassed to say that."

Ye Qingyan's eyes averted, her face flushed, a little shy.

This was the first time that her sister had praised her in such words, and she was a little uncomfortable with it.

Ye Lanyao's eyes paused slightly, what she said was indeed the truth, Yanyan was just like the little princess.

Unfortunately, he was taken away and left outside.

If she had not been abducted, she might have been the most popular little princess in country C, someone who would be taken care of in the palm of her hand.

"Speak."

Ye Qingyan raised her head and looked at her, "What's wrong, sister?"

Ye Lanyao suppressed the strangeness in her eyes and put on a smile, "Where's my gift? I didn't see you bringing anything when I went out."

"The gift is in your room."

"Why didn't I see it?"

Ye Qingyan grinned, "Because I do it secretly."

Ye Lanyao couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly when she thought that she also secretly put the gift in Ye Qingyan's room.

Ye Qingyan asked the driver in front of him, "How long will it take to arrive?"

"Ten minutes left."

The mysterious gathering made Ye Qingyan look forward to it.

The environment outside became more and more deserted, as if they were driving up the mountain, and Ye Qingyan vaguely guessed something.

But combined with the news I had seen before, I felt that it was not what I thought.

If she hadn't seen the driver, she might have thought they got into a black car.

Ye Lanyao looked worried at the surrounding environment and pulled Ye Qingyan's clothes.

Ye Qingyan smiled at her, held her hand, and comforted her silently.

When we arrived at our destination, the first thing we saw was a red carpet with a sea of ​​bright flowers on both sides.

Ye Qingyan frowned, "Why does it feel like a wedding scene?"

Not only Ye Qingyan had this idea, but Ye Lanyao also thought so, mainly because the layout of the scene really looked like a wedding scene.

Could it be that Song Qing wanted to take this opportunity to propose marriage?

Why didn't anyone tell her about this? He Muchen must be so dishonest that he didn't tell her about such a big matter.

At this time, a group of bodyguards appeared on both sides, holding salutes in their hands and firing off them.

The fireworks fell on Ye Qingyan and Ye Lanyao, and Ye Qingyan's brows furrowed even more.

This isn't Song Qingshi's proposal scene, this is hers!

Do you still think that these people are very reliable, and the result of spending a few days is like this?

Ye Qingyan rubbed the center of his eyebrows. As expected, only he was the most reliable.

Before I could finish my inner complaints, the music started playing, and it was the familiar happy birthday.

The bodyguards on both sides also started singing, and Jiang Yanjing and others walked over not far away.

The others sang happy birthday, but Jiang Yanjing did not open his mouth and maintained his aloof demeanor.

Ye Qingyan suppressed a smile. She really couldn't imagine Jiang Yan's expression when singing.

Yu Cheng winked at Ye Qingyan, as if he was asking for credit.

Ye Qingyan forced a smile at him. Is this Yu Cheng's aesthetics? How did he convince everyone to agree?

Zhao Yan followed Yu Cheng, with a bit of coldness in his eyes. He sang with his mouth open and showed no expression at all. He was probably coerced by Yu Cheng.

As everyone approached, Ye Qingyan stepped aside.

Song Qingshi walked up to Ye Lanyao with a smile on his face, "Yao Yao, happy birthday."

"Thank you."

At this time, Yu Cheng, the representative of the atmosphere, stood up and shouted: "Kiss me."

The bodyguard also shouted, and He Muchen covered his face.

The corner of Zhao Yan's mouth twitched slightly. Yu Cheng really had a lot of scenes. This was a birthday party, not a wedding.

Jiang Yanjing and Ye Qingyan were very calm. After all, there was nothing that Yu Cheng couldn't do.

Song Qingshi turned around and glanced at Yu Cheng, his eyes filled with gratitude and encouragement.

What he said was cold and cold, "What nonsense."

He turned back to look at Ye Lanyao with a smile in his eyes, "I'm sorry, there's something wrong with his head."

Yu Cheng stared at Song Qingshi's back and curled his lips. You see, the corners of your mouth are almost shoulder to shoulder with the sun, and the words you say are colder than winter.

This is too much. This is completely a behavior that values ​​sex over friends and must be severely punished.

No, he must make up for his mental loss.

If you don't have millions, you can't even think about asking him to help out in the future.

Ye Lanyao didn't see the interaction between Song Qingshi and Yu Cheng, but she knew that Yu Cheng was a lively and joking person, so she didn't take it to heart.

Song Qingshi looked into Ye Lanyao's eyes and said, "Yaoyao, you are beautiful today."

"Thank you."

"Song Qing Dynasty, you are still not a man. Such a good sister-in-law is not moved. You should give me a kiss."

Song Qingshi whispered: "Yao Yao, give me some face, there are so many people here, I won't end up in a bad situation."

Ye Lanyao seemed to understand the purpose of Yu Cheng and Song Qingshi, and wanted to laugh a little.

She was wearing high heels today, and her height reached roughly Song Qingshi's nose.

Ye Lanyao took two steps forward, stood on tiptoes, raised her head, and kissed Song Qingshi's lips.

Song Qingshi's eyes were slightly dazed, and a warmth came from his thin lips, which were soft and sweet, like Skittles candy.

Everyone held their breath, afraid of disturbing this beautiful scene.

Ye Qingyan looked at this scene and snorted softly. It seemed that Song Qingshi and Yu Cheng had negotiated.

After the two separated, Ye Lanyao's face was flushed and she seemed to be lacking oxygen.

Song Qingshi licked his lips, and a look flashed in his eyes, as if he felt regret.

"Ahem." Yu Cheng broke the silence.

"This party is over, let's move on to the next step. Of course, it is the food session that everyone is most looking forward to. Today everyone comes to try my craftsmanship. Everyone here has a share."

When the bodyguards around heard Yu Cheng's words, a flash of fear flashed in their eyes, but they did not dare to show it deliberately.

At this time, He Muchen stood up and said, "Come on, with your cooking skills, I think you want to poison us."

Song Qingshi touched the corners of his mouth, with a bit of a smile in his eyes.

But in the blink of an eye, he thought of something, and his face sank slightly.

He said calmly: "Yu Cheng, you have worked hard to arrange the venue. Just leave these small things to others."

“Is my barbecue that bad?”

After Yu Cheng finished speaking, he glared at Song Qingshi fiercely.

Thanks to his support just now, he had the opportunity to kiss the person he liked.

What's going on now? Burning bridges?

He Muchen whispered: "It's not that it tastes bad, it's just that it tastes terrible. It's like poison. I guess only Zhao Yan can eat it."

Yu Cheng was still arguing with Song Qingshi and didn't hear He Muchen's complaints.

If he heard it, it would probably be another debate.

Zhao Yan on the side heard He Muchen's words, with a smile on his face, but deep possessiveness hidden in his eyes.

No one knows what he thinks about Yu Cheng, only he himself understands.

This is also a secret that he has hidden for many years and is destined to remain unknown.