Run away from a wealthy family 99 times: President, please divorce!

Chapter 339 Negative distance can produce more beauty
Yan Xinyi was indeed curious.

"Everything is predestined, the secret must not be leaked!" The old monk closed his eyes after finishing speaking, as if he wanted to recuperate, and did not want to be disturbed any more.

"Don't reveal the secret, I think you have nothing to say!" Yan Xinyi got up.

When she left, she caught the chess piece that fell on the table in her hand by a ghost.

It was a chess piece with red taxi characters on it.

Swear to be handsome?
Yan Xinyi smiled incredulously, and walked towards Yin Hancheng: "Hey, Mr. Yin, why are you nervous? Let him say yes to what he likes to say as a charlatan. Why are you so serious and in front of so many people?" Threatening him from a human face, if his psychological quality is not very strong and he is frightened by you, wouldn't he be smashing his signboard? The reason why the incense in Tianyu Temple is so strong is inseparable from this charlatan !"

She was born and raised in this city, of course, she has heard of such a person in Tianyu Temple to some extent.

She has always felt that this is like a long-term fortune teller, who always observes words, captures some details, and guesses something.

After leaving Tianyu Temple, it was already noon, and the four of them went to a nearby specialty restaurant together.

"Xinyi, when are you going back to City Z?" Qin Ruoli asked.

"I'll go back in the afternoon. There will be classes in school tomorrow morning. Besides, tomorrow is Monday, and Yin Hancheng has to go to the company!" Yan Xinyi replied, and then asked, "What about you?"

"Me, I'll go back tomorrow." After finally having the opportunity to meet Luo Junzhe, she was of course reluctant to leave so quickly.

"It's really gluey, I think it's more appropriate for two people to live together and keep a certain distance!" Yan Xinyi said logically, then suddenly turned to Yin Hancheng: "Mr. Yin..."

At the dinner table, the atmosphere suddenly became very delicate. Luo Junzhe and Qin Ruoli smiled at each other tacitly, raised their glasses to each other as if no one else was around, and then looked like they were watching the fun.

Yan Xinyi deliberately prolonged her voice, and a sly look flashed in her eyes: "Mr. Yin, as the saying goes, distance creates beauty. I think it's better for me to live in school. You see, I go home for two days a week. The other five days are..." Living in school.

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Yin Hancheng: "Your idea is not valid!"

Immediately afterwards, he leaned over and got very close to Yan Xinyi, almost touching her earlobe: "I remember, I said that negative distance can produce beauty!"

"Really, how do you know if you haven't tried it, or you..." Yan Xinyi deliberately didn't say it, and let out a vicious 'hehe'.

For some reason, she felt a little uncomfortable when she thought that this man had intimate skin-to-skin contact with other women, especially when she saw him drooping his eyes and not answering, with a trace of loneliness on his face, her heart twitched fiercely.

It didn't hurt, but it made her throat tight uncomfortably, and she instinctively swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

After the meal, Yan Xinyi and Qin Ruoli bid farewell, and then went back to Yan's house with Yin Hancheng, said goodbye to grandpa, father, and mother, and finally boarded the car and returned to Z City.

On the way, Yan Xinyi kept looking at the scenery outside the car window, sometimes it was mountains, sometimes it was fields, and sometimes it was villages.

When she closed her eyes to rest her sore eyes, she inadvertently remembered the words the old monk said when he unwrapped the lottery.

If you want to say whether you believe it or not, she definitely doesn't believe it.

But it was impossible for her to be indifferent to those words, to forget them.

(End of this chapter)