But he waited until after 9 o'clock in the evening, but he still didn't come back. Ling Yiran was a little anxious, afraid of something unexpected, but the other party did not have a cell phone, which made her unable to contact her even if she wanted to call.

Ling Yiran simply walked out of the rental house and came to the main gate of the community. He kept looking around, hoping to see the figure she expected soon.

I don't know how long it took, but she finally saw the familiar figure walking towards this side.

"A Jin!" She finally breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the figure approach.

Yi Jinli looked at the figure running towards him and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

He watched her run to him and gasped slightly. Her face was red from the cold, but her apricot eyes were bright.

"That's great, you're finally back." She said.

"Sister, are you... waiting for me?" He asked as he looked at her, his fingers gently stroked her cheeks, and the coldness penetrated his fingertips. It seemed that she had been waiting outside for some time.

"Yes, I'm so worried that you didn't come back so late. Fortunately, you came back safely." She smiled.

His eyes were slightly flowing. She was worried about A Jin, not Yi Jinli of the Yi Group. She just didn't know that if she knew that he would be Yi Jinli in the future, she would still be so worried about him.

He raised the corner of his lips and said, "The flyer is sent a little late. Sister's hands are cold, so I'll help me warm up." He said, holding her cold hands with both hands, put them in his palms, imitating what she had done last time, rubbing the back of her hand.

Ling Yiran felt that the palm of his hand gradually became warmer. It was obviously such a cold day, but it was... so warm.

"A Jin, it's great to have you." She murmured.

His lips were curved, "Then my sister remembered this sentence, and I hope she won't regret saying such words in the future."

"I will definitely not regret it." She said, "Okay, my hands are already warm. Let's go back to the house and I will heat up the food." She pulled him into the community, not noticing that a black car was parked at the corner of the street at the entrance of the community.

At this moment, Gao Congming in the car couldn't believe the scene he had just seen. Mr. Yi... was actually warming his hands for a woman... Uh, the action just now should be called a hand warmer.

He had never seen any woman Yi's actions like this. Even Hao Meiyu, who was once Yi's fiancée, had never received such treatment.

But now, Mr. Yi actually did this to Ling Yiran, who was still the perpetrator of Hao Meiyu's car accident!

Thinking of the scene where Mr. Yi went to the club door himself and then was drunk, Gao Congming felt that his head was a little too weak.

What exactly did Master Yi think? And Ling Yiran occupies a certain position in Master Yi’s heart?

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The next day, when Gao Congming reported his itinerary and work in the presidential room, his eyes couldn't help but glance at Yi Jinli's hand.

Yi Jinli's hands are very beautiful, with long fingers and distinct joints. Even Gao Congming, a man, thinks that his boss's hands are really beautiful.

Gao Congming once saw these hands pinching someone else's neck mercilessly, almost killing the person. He could also let the blood flow all over his hands, making people tremble and tremble.

But I have never seen these hands warm the other hands, especially the owner of the hands, who was still a woman who had been in jail.

"What's wrong with my hand?" Yi Jinli's voice suddenly sounded in Gao Congming's ears.

"Ah, nothing." Gao Congming came to his senses, quickly looked away, and handed an invitation to Yi Jinli, "This is the invitation from the Hao family. The Hao family and the Xiao family are married. Two weeks later, Hao Yimeng will get engaged to Xiao Ziqi. Chairman Hao hopes that you can participate, Ye Yi."

"Entered?" Yi Jinli glanced at the invitation.

He naturally understood the intention of the Hao family to send this invitation. After all, Hao Meiyu, the eldest daughter of the Hao family who had already died, was his fiancée, and Xiao Ziqi and Ling, who caused the accident, were once boyfriend and girlfriend. The Hao family wanted to see his attitude, "Then let's go and have a look."

Gao Congming recorded it.

In the afternoon, Gao Congming accompanied Yi Jinli to a private hospital in the city. Those who can enter this hospital are usually not rich or noble.

Gao Congming stood outside the ward, and Yi Jinli pushed the door of the ward and walked slowly in.

Gao Cong knew that the old man in the ward was once a powerful man, and he wanted to get the wind and rain in the deep city, but his only son ran away from home for a woman.

Many years later, what happened to return to the Yi family was just a handful of ashes and a child.

In the ward, Yi Jinli looked at the old man on the bed. The man he should call his grandfather was wearing a sick suit and there were a little dripping on the back of his hands. His body was getting weaker and weaker, and he looked a little thin.

"You are here." Mr. Yi said to his only grandson.

"Well, I'm here." Yi Jinli responded.

The grandparents and grandchildren faced each other quietly, and they seemed to be familiar with this "silence".

After a while, Mr. Yi broke the silence, "I heard from the secretary that the Hao family and the Xiao family are going to marry?" Even though the old man was hospitalized, his secretary would still report some important things every day to inform him.

"I got engaged in two weeks and have sent an invitation." Yi Jinli said.

"You're going?"

"Why not go?" he asked back.

Mr. Yi suddenly stared at the grandson in front of him. After a long time, he suddenly laughed, "Okay, okay, you are not like your father."

Since Hao Meiyu's death, his grandson has not dated any women in the past three years. Mr. Yi once worried that his grandson would be deeply involved in emotions for a woman like his son, and then he would not be able to accept the marriage between the Hao family and Xiao family.

After all, Xiao Ziqi's ex-girlfriend was the one who killed Hao Meiyu.

Yi Jinli naturally understood what the old man said about "unlike" means. "Yes, I am not him, and I will not be like him."

Mr. Yi suddenly grabbed Yi Jinli's wrist and his wrinkled old fingers, as if he was trying his best to hold them. "Remember what you said today, never learn from him. If he was willing to listen to me, he wouldn't have..."

Mr. Yi gritted his teeth, and a hint of hatred flashed in his eyes. His fingers pinched deep red marks on the other party's wrist.

Yi Jinli seemed to feel no pain at all, and a sarcastic smile slowly raised on the corner of his lips. He would not give everything he had for a woman, nor would he be humble and humble to the dust for a woman.
Chapter completed!