Recollections of the stars

Chapter 13 Is Dispensable Existence
Cheng Zhiyi despised Ye Xinchen ten thousand times in her heart.

The girl from the family made soup and brought it over, but she refused directly without saying anything.

It's too ignorant.

"It's okay, we can drink it at noon." Cheng Zhiyi pretended to smile, and then took the thermos from Gu Qing's singer.

Ye Xinchen shook her head helplessly, wondering what this young lady was thinking.

"Xinchen, who is this?" Gu Qingge's eyes kept falling on Cheng Zhiyi's body. He had been solitary all these years, and the appearance of this girl would definitely break everything.

"Cheng Zhiyi, this is my friend, Gu Qingge." Ye Xinchen put his arms around Cheng Zhiyi's shoulders, holding her tightly with warm palms, not giving her a chance to break free.

"Hello, Miss Cheng." Gu Qingge paused for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand to Cheng Zhiyi, the curious look in his eyes was replaced by deep envy.

Cheng Zhiyi, these three words refer to Ye Xinchen's youth.

He could regain his youth, and she was happy for him, but she couldn't help feeling sad in her heart.

"Hello Miss Gu," Cheng Zhiyi responded, and then took her hand.

Although Gu Qingge's hand was fine and white, when held in it, the touch felt as dry as firewood.

Cheng Zhiyi couldn't help but doubts arose in his heart, and then raised his head to look at her, and found that this little face would become pale and white without the decoration of powder and daisy.

As if suffering from a serious illness.

Cheng Zhiyi became more and more confused. The private life of this Mr. Ye is really strange and fascinating.

After greeting Cheng Zhiyi, Gu Qingge chose to leave. Looking at the two of them, she hurriedly said goodbye, "Xin Chen, Miss Cheng, I'm going back first."

After speaking, she turned around quickly.

Her back was stained with layers of loneliness, thin and lonely.

Ye Xinchen didn't say a word, just watched her leave quietly.

But Cheng Zhiyi was a little curious, wondering if there would be a sad face under this hurried figure.

Walking out of the living room, the rain outside fell like a fine cow's hair, hitting Gu Qingge's body drop by drop, several water stains were reflected on the beautiful dress, tears finally fell from the red eye sockets at this moment.

She was walking in the rain, in a prosperous courtyard of the Ye family, crying endlessly.

As the rain fell, her heart was bleeding intermittently.

Inside the house, Cheng Zhiyi and Ye Xinchen sat in the dining room, looking at the pile of food in front of them, Cheng Zhiyi couldn't stop his appetite.

She drank several sips of the egg flower rice wine prepared for her by the servants, and a warm current surged in her empty stomach.

The well-known ladies that Ye Xinchen had met always ate slowly, but Cheng Zhiyi was a little voracious.

Although her appearance is as strong as ice, there is a little girl living in her heart.

She ate deliciously, as if she wanted to make up for what she had lost in the past two days.

Ye Xinchen sat beside her, the smile on his lips never faded, it was so good to be able to look at her like this.

"Xiao Yi, thanks to the fact that you are still a rich lady, how come you don't look like a lady when you eat?" He teased her half-jokingly.

Xiao Yi, the eldest lady of a wealthy family.

These two words made her movements pause. Over the years, very few people called herself that, and she was no longer a wealthy lady ten years ago.

During the heyday of the company, she lived alone in a foreign country.

When the company was in decline, she returned to China and worked hard to maintain it.

The identity of the rich young lady has always been dispensable to her.

(End of this chapter)