Shuttle of the city

Driving, Lin Yuyao sat on the co pilot, looking out of the window, the whole person seems to have lost his soul.

Tonight's event hit her too much. I thought my family held a birthday party for her because they missed her.

Who ever thought that this was just a trap, that is to ask her to hand over the two hard won projects.

The profits of those two projects have reached an incredible level, and both of them are monopolized technologies. At least in the next 50 years, Lin Yuyao will take the lead.

Such achievements have undoubtedly made many people envious.

Even the father who used to love her most has become a backstage agent, which is a great spiritual injury to Lin Yuyao.

"Sister Lin, are you ok?" Ye Zichuan was worried when he saw her like this.

Lin Yuyao turned her head and looked at him with a pair of complicated eyes.

It was because of this face that she took care of Ye Zichuan.

But now, she has been saved several times by Ye Zichuan. On the contrary, she owes more to Ye Zichuan.

And after more than two months together, ye Zichuan has changed in her heart. Although she looks the same as that person, she is not that person. In Ye Zichuan, there are many places attracting her.

"I'm sorry." Lin Yuyao said softly.

Ye Zichuan was slightly stunned and said, "why do you apologize?"

"You know what happened tonight, Yang Qingyu... That's my dead husband. He looks very similar to you, so..." Lin Yuyao doesn't know what to say next.

This is also a kind of harm to Ye Zichuan. After all, no one wants to be a substitute for others.

Yezichuan face squeeze out a smile: "nothing, just look like it, I am me, not someone else."

"Do you hate me? At first, it's just because you look like him. " Lin Yuyao continued.

Ye Zichuan shook his head: "no, although I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, I remember sister Lin's kindness to me."

"At that time, I just graduated and couldn't find a job. It was sister Lin who gave me hope. I won't forget that."

Lin Yuyao looks at Ye Zichuan's side face, is so familiar, and seems to be a little different.

Yes, yezichuan is yezichuan, not anyone else.

Since she put away her husband's picture, her heart has changed.

"Let's go home." Lin Yuyao said softly.

Ye Zichuan nodded with a smile.

Driving all the way home, Lin Yuyao went upstairs to take a bath, and ye Zichuan drove out again.

After Lin Yuyao washed and went downstairs, ye Zichuan had come back.

"Are you out again?" Looking at Ye Zichuan coming in, Lin Yuyao, who was wiping her hair, was stunned and looked at the things in his hand: "you go..."

Ye Zichuan raised his hand: "today is your birthday, how can you not eat cake?"

Lin Yuyao stood there, a pair of eyes looking at Ye Zichuan, a little fog up, somewhere soft in the heart, was gently touched.

"Clean up quickly, and I'll heat up the food."

"And you cooked?"

"Well, I cooked a few dishes before. I was waiting for you to come back to eat, but I called you and turned it off all the time. Later, this happened again." Ye Zichuan scratched his head: "I don't know if it's good to eat when it's hot."

With that, he rushed into the kitchen.

Lin Yuyao gently followed him into the kitchen, looking at the busy figure inside, feeling that something was filled in her heart.

Probably, this is the feeling of happiness.

After ye Zichuan cooked the meal, Lin Yuyao sat down in her nightgown.

"It's so rich. I must eat more tonight." Lin Yuyao had a big finger movement, but she suddenly thought of something: "by the way, I haven't drunk the wine that Peishan gave me last time. I'll take it down."

With that, she went upstairs and took down a bottle of red wine.

Ye Zichuan doesn't need to know that this bottle costs tens of thousands of yuan at least.

Lin Yuyao's mood seems much better than just now. After pouring a glass for ye Zichuan, she picked up her glass and said, "well, I wish you a happy birthday."

"Happy Birthday Ye Zichuan also raised his glass.

A sumptuous dinner, though for only two people, did not look shabby.

The smile on Lin Yuyao's face increased a lot, and her delicate face became more and more red. Finally, half a bottle of red wine was drunk by her.

Looking at her pouring wine into her glass, ye Zichuan quickly stopped her: "sister Lin, you have drunk enough, you can't drink any more."

Lin Yuyao looked a little dizzy: "nonsense, where is this? My elder sister's drinking capacity is good. Just like you, I can drink ten."

Ye Zichuan can't laugh or cry. It seems that people who say this kind of words are the first to get drunk.

"By the way, I remember another bottle of foreign wine. You wait. I'll get it and mix it with red wine."

"Ah, sister Lin, don't take it..."

Lin Yuyao ignored Ye Zichuan's obstruction and went upstairs to take another bottle of wine.

Ye Zichuan didn't know what the taste of red wine mixed with wine was. He never drank it, let alone the two kinds of wine.

Seeing that Lin Yuyao is getting more and more drunk, ye Zichuan quickly takes out the gift he prepared.

"Sister Lin, this is my gift for you. I hope you like it."

Looking at the beautiful box, Lin Yuyao took it and said, "what's this?"

"Just open it and see."

With curiosity, Lin Yuyao opened the box and a delicate necklace came into her eyes.

The emerald in the shape of water drops is only as big as a person's little finger, but it is crystal clear and flawless. The light emerald green seems to be transparent, with the green meaning rippling.

Just at the first glance, Lin Yuyao fell in love with this necklace.

"It's beautiful. I like it."

"Sister Lin, you just like it." Ye Zichuan also breathed a sigh of relief, for fear that the gift he sent was not right.

Later, Lin Yuyao took down her necklace in front of yezichuan, then turned to yezichuan and said, "help me put it on?"

"Ah?" Ye Zichuan was slightly stunned.

"Help me put on the necklace." Lin Yuyao almost pasted on Ye Zichuan's face. The warm breath sprayed on his ear, like electric current flowing through his body, made his hair stand up.

Under the pressure of inexplicable agitation in his heart, ye Zichuan picks up the necklace and walks to Lin Yuyao's back.

Her white neck is carved like ivory. Time seems to have lost its effect on her. Her skin is as fragile as a girl.

Ye Zichuan's heart beat faster. He put his hands in front of him and put on a necklace for Lin Yuyao.

When he put on the necklace, his hand inevitably touched the smooth skin, and Lin Yuyao's body seemed to tremble a little.