Sheng Chong Second Marriage

Chapter 89 Brother Yichen, Do You Hate Me?
"No, it's fine..."

Huang Mei's nervous voice made Song Yichen feel relieved, and said with a chuckle, "It's fine, happy new year."

In my impression, Huang Mei is a timid and reserved little girl, even if she talks face to face, she dare not look up at him.

Perhaps it was Song Yichen's laughter that gave Huang Mei courage and dispelled her anxiety, "Thank you Brother Yichen..."

"Ah."

"Aunt Song said... you sent me 1000 yuan..."

"Brother Yichen doesn't know what you like. You have time to go to the town to buy your favorite clothes or other things. It doesn't cost much anyway."

"No, I, I don't need anything."

"If there is no shortage, buy new ones."

"Thank you, Brother Yichen..." Huang Mei clenched her lips, her heart flustered like a drum beating, that's not what she really wanted to say to Song Yichen.

The two fell into a momentary silence, the more Huang Mei wanted to say something, the more she couldn't think of anything to say, but she was unwilling to just hang up the phone like this, so anxious that she almost burst into tears.

"Brother Yichen will go back after the new year, and then he will go to Uncle Huang to clarify some things. You can say hello to Uncle Huang for me first. If you don't have enough money, you can tell Brother Yichen or Aunt Song .Be careful with fireworks during Chinese New Year..."

When Huang Mei didn't know what to say, Song Yichen explained a lot of things intermittently, talked a lot, but never mentioned the things between them.

Song Yichen has always known Huang Mei's feelings for her.He thought of a girl with a thin skin, so he never rejected her face to face, and only dared to express his attitude clearly in the letter.Today is New Year's Eve, some things are not the time to talk, and it is not appropriate to talk to Huang Mei.In that closed mountain village, the words of parents ordering matchmakers are still very popular.So if you want to talk, you have to tell Huang's father, after all, he is the head of the family.Huang's father made sense, and Huang Mei would naturally understand.

It's just that Song Yichen is worried about how Huangmei will gain a foothold in the village after the matter is settled, and how she will marry in the future.Huang Mei is a kind girl, Song Yichen has always regarded Huang Mei as his own sister, and he has always been grateful for her care for Song's mother in the past few years.

How can we minimize the damage to Huangmei?He couldn't stop Huang Mei's waiting, and he couldn't stop Song's mother from messing around.

He never thought of marrying Huang Mei, just as he never thought that he would fall in love with Lan Song.

At the end of the conversation between the two, Huang Mei finally mustered up the courage to ask, "Brother Yichen, do you hate me?"

Song Yichen didn't expect Huang Mei to ask him this question, but he didn't hesitate, "Of course not."

"It's okay, then I'll hang up."

"plum?"

Huang Mei cut off the phone first.A phone call seemed to have exhausted all the strength in her body, Huang Mei was so tired that she sat on the deformed threshold, still ringing in her ears that he would not hate her.

After loving for so long and waiting for so long, in the end I just hoped that he would not hate me.

Huang Mei stared at the gray sky with empty eyes, finally couldn't suppress the grievance in her heart, tears flowed down her cheeks.

After Lan Song changed his clothes, he walked out of the bedroom. Seeing Song Yichen who was sitting on the sofa looking thoughtful, he couldn't help but walked over and bent down, shaking his right hand in front of his eyes.

"What are you thinking about so much?"

Song Yichen raised his eyes and realized that Lan Song was standing in front of him, covering the dangling hand in front of his eyes, looking at this naughty little woman with gentle eyes,

"It's okay, can we go?"

"En." After Lan Song finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the entrance.

An off-white woolen coat with a high-necked rabbit fur sweater inside and a plaid skirt on the lower body, this kind of Lan Song has her own elegant femininity, and Song Yichen's heart skipped a beat when he saw it.

Lan Song drove to Lu Feng's house, and it was already two or three o'clock in the afternoon when he arrived at his house.Because it was New Year's Eve, Lu Feng sent everyone back before noon, and Lan Song agreed to come over to celebrate the New Year, so he was not worried that no one would take care of him who was handicapped.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Lan Song in a clean and comfortable suit. Lu Feng couldn't help but linger on Lan Song for two or three seconds, and then nodded expressionlessly to Song Yichen who had been standing behind Lan Song.

Song Yichen also nodded expressionlessly, but just put his left hand on Lan Song's waist.

Seeing Song Yichen's movements, Lu Feng hooked the corners of his mouth, raised his brows at Song Yichen, narrowed his eyes slightly, turned around and walked in with a cane.

In less than a minute, Lan Song naturally didn't notice Lu Feng and Song Yichen's open guns and dark arrows. As soon as he entered the door, he just lowered his head to change his shoes, and then directed Song Yichen to carry everything to the kitchen.

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