After sending warmth to the future boss, he was reborn

Chapter 26 The Capital
Time flies, and the tail of the end of September is coming to an end soon.

Finally ushered in the long-awaited National Day holiday, a full nine days!
The students of Jincheng Middle School happily packed their schoolbags and went home.

Ye Wanwan sat in her seat and didn't move.

Today, boss Lu didn't come to class all day.

I don't know what happened. Could it be that there was an accident in the fight?
Thinking of Lu Qingjue's skill, Ye Wanwan shook her head, it didn't make sense.

Were you really angry yesterday?But why are you angry?Ye Wanwan was puzzled.

Thinking about not seeing Lu Meiren for nine days, she expressed a little sadness.

When the people were almost gone, Ye Wanwan withdrew her thoughts, put her schoolbag on her back, and walked out of the classroom slowly.
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'Our love, once you miss it, you won't come back~~' Ye Wanwan had just stepped out of school when her cell phone rang.

Ye Wanwan didn't even look at it, and connected directly.

Song Ya called her every day, and she got used to it these days.

A little helpless, but what can I do?
"Hey, Mom."

"Xiao Wan, have you finished school yet?" Song Ya's gentle voice came through the phone.

"Just finished class, on my way home." Ye Wanwan said while walking.

"Okay, baby Xiaowan, then be careful on the way and go home first." Song Ya instructed.

"Yeah, good mom."

Ye Wanwan saw Uncle Wang who was driving to pick her up beside the road of Jincheng Middle School.

After hanging up the phone, she put the phone in her pocket, raised her legs and walked over there.

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It was already evening when we arrived at the Ye family villa.The setting sun reflected an orange glow on the horizon.

Perhaps autumn has come, and the wind that blows is beginning to carry a hint of coolness, but the heat on the ground has not yet dissipated, with a bit of residual warmth.

Ye Wanwan was holding a schoolbag in one hand and cotton candy in the other, which she just bought at the school gate.

The thin figure of the young girl, covered in light evening mist, is like a character in a picture scroll.

He found that there was an extra luxury car at the entrance of the villa, and thought that it should be Ye's father and Ye's mother who came back.

But looking at the posture, are you going to travel far away?

Inside the villa.

Ye's father and Ye's mother are packing up their things.

Hearing the news that Mr. Song was sick and hospitalized that day, Ye Zheng hurried over with his wife Song Ya.

In the end, they went to the hospital and found that the old man was fooling them.

Song Ya is not angry either, she still doesn't know her father?Just an old urchin.

I guess I missed them.

But I was too embarrassed to speak, so I pretended to be sick.

It's true, I've been busy recently, and I haven't been back to my mother's house for a long time.

Song Ya thought about it, feeling a little guilty.

So I discussed with Father Ye and stayed in the capital for a few more days to accompany the old man.

When they came back this time, they wanted to take Ye Wanwan to stay at our house for a few days.

It just happens to be National Day, so it's time to go on a trip.

"Brother Zheng, shall we wait for Xiaowan to come back and then go to our house?" Song Ya asked the person opposite after packing up her things.

"Yeah." Ye Zheng answered his wife's question while counting the luggage to bring.

"Aya, are you ready for the old man?" Ye Zheng asked casually.

Song Ya stopped what she was doing.

"I've already chosen a Buddha statue that I specially ordered. I'll pick it up at Qiongyu Pavilion when I go later."

Buddha statue, Ye Zheng nodded with satisfaction.

The old man occasionally went to the temple for a walk in recent years, no wonder Aya noticed all these details.

"Mom and Dad, I'm back." Ye Wanwan opened the door and saw Father Ye and Mother Ye in the living room.

When Song Ya saw that it was her daughter who came back, she immediately raised her smiling face and got up to meet her.

"Xiaowan is back. I haven't seen my baby these days. Mom misses you. Come, let mom hug you." Saying that, she hugged Ye Wanwan into her arms.

Ye Wanwan also heartily returned a big hug.

"Ahem!" Ye Zheng coughed twice beside him, expressing his presence.

"Dad, I miss you too."

Ye Wanwan smiled, pulled Song Ya forward, and gave Father Ye a hug.

A family, hold together.

The atmosphere is warm and enjoyable.

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When she was reborn, Ye Wanwan was really acting on the spot.

She had no one to rely on in her previous life, and her heart became cold when she saw too much of the world.After becoming "Ye Wanwan", they always regarded themselves as outsiders, warning themselves over and over again that they cared about "Ye Wanwan", not her.

Don't indulge in those short-lived tenderness, otherwise you will be hurt.

Since what you get is all false, and you will lose it one day, it is better not to start at the beginning.

But after getting along these days, Ye Wanwan found that she couldn't do it.

She is also very strange, do not know why?
For no reason, she always felt that father and mother Ye were very kind, as if Song Ya and Ye Zheng were her biological parents.

And she is "Ye Wanwan".

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"Okay, let's go." Ye Zheng finished counting his luggage and announced that he could leave.

This time, Uncle Wang was still the driver.

My family is in Beijing, far away from M City.

Song Ya was worried that Ye Zheng would be tired from driving, so she asked Uncle Wang to go with her to her home.

"Xiao Wan, when you go to the capital this time, pay more attention to your words and deeds." Ye Zheng instructed.

The capital is no better than M City. As the capital, almost all the powerful people in the country gather here.

If you accidentally offend, you may be implicated.

He didn't want his daughter to be involved in those rich fights.

Of course Ye Wanwan knew what Father Ye was worried about, so she smiled slightly.

"understood."

She leaned against the car window, closed her eyes and meditated.

After Song Ya got out of the car to pick up the custom-made Buddha statue, she went on the road again.

After driving for a day, the family of three finally came to the capital - Beijing.
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In the capital city, there are many high-rise buildings, and the lights are feasting and feasting.

There is a lot of traffic and noise.

The prosperity of this century-old city is amazing.

Under the neon lights and beside the sidewalks, hurrying figures can be seen everywhere;

Hotels, shopping malls, parks and squares are full of people for leisure and recreation.

The streets and alleys are full of neon lights, singing and dancing, and the air is full of avant-garde and fashionable atmosphere... What you hear and see is a maze of images of various desires and temptations.

The Song family's old house is not in the bustling city center, but in the suburbs, built on the hillside.

The car gradually drove up, and when viewed from above, one could vaguely see the brightly lit capital city, plus this lush and lush scenery that looked like a paradise.

It really can make people feel a sense of arrogance.

The huge contrast between secularism and detachment, can you not be shocked?
The car continued on and arrived at Song's house in a short while.

A man slightly older than Uncle Wang was waiting at the door.

Ye Wanwan got out of the car and saw a large courtyard.

Not a mansion, but more than a mansion.

The mansion just looks exquisite and expensive.

And the house in front of me, as if it has been continuously polished in history, is round.

The whole body exudes a solemn, simple and vigorous atmosphere.

Like a strong elder, restraining his breath, sitting here, making people look up.

What is a "rich family"?
In fact, it does not come from the superficial grace piled up by power, status, and money.

It's about seeing the truth when the prosperity is gone: the real "wealthy family" is a kind of confidence.

　Forgive me, I memorized too many composition paragraphs in high school, cough cough (*/＼*) I wrote it like this without knowing it, errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
　　
　
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