Ximen was sitting in the living room watching TV. When he saw the two of them coming out, he just raised his eyes and looked at the financial reports on the TV screen.
When she wasn't speaking, her expression was very familiar to Dongfang Shihua, but as soon as he spoke...
"Yunyan, are you hungry?" His eyes automatically glanced at Dongfang Shihua. Just when Dongfang Shihua was about to sit down next to him, he stood up and asked, "Shall I make you a midnight snack?"
"Ximen Jue, Ximen Yangchen!" He has never cooked for her before, and now he wants to cook for others? And this attitude is so gentle that it makes Dongfang Shihua go a little crazy.
"No need." Yun Yan shook her head, and then forced Ximen to sit back down, "You have a good talk with Miss Shihua, she is your fiancée."
"No..." Ximen shook his head.
"You guys chat, I'll go to the study." Yunyan definitely didn't listen to his explanation, so she hid in the study.
After closing the door of the study, Yunyan turned on the computer, browsed the news, and took a look at the gossip entertainment news. Suddenly she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, and she was slightly startled.
She had an impression that the actress next to her with a bright smile and a 360-degree angle was the popular star Yang Qingyu. Speaking of which, this actress had appeared at her last engagement party.
The man she was holding on her arm had a tight face, a man wearing sunglasses, a dark coat, and a tall body. Others might not be able to tell who he was, but Yunyan could tell right away that he was Dongfang Boyu.
And the hand Yang Qingyu was holding was the one he was injured. So the injury on his hand was healed?
Staring at the close-up gossip words on it, the actress dreams of entering a wealthy family and posts sweet photos...
Yun Yan twitched her lips, and the following picture showed a rich man going on a yacht with a young model, and was photographed touching his breasts. Normally, the rich man was a very upright and clean-looking man.
Yun Yan sneered again. She was not surprised. She had heard of many marriages between wealthy and famous families since she was a child. They were married because of interests. After marriage, they would complete the blood union and give birth to offspring. They usually play their own things and don't be photographed by the paparazzi.
Just lose your reputation.
He is nothing more than that.
Forking off the top page smoothly, Yunyan stood up irritably, ready to go out and make a glass of milk. Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened the door of the study room, she saw a warm and ambiguous side on the sofa in the living room.
I saw Ximen being held by Dongfang Shihua and lying on the sofa, with Dongfang Shihua on top, and the two of them... kissed as if they were very devoted.
"Ahem." Yun Yan coughed in embarrassment. She really didn't expect that she would see such a fierce scene when she opened the door. Although she was not conservative at all, kissing was simply worse than holding hands nowadays.
normal.
However, she still gave a kind reminder, "Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt you."
She poured milk in the kitchen and came back. Only Dongfang Shihua was left in the living room, and she had an annoyed look on her face. As for Ximen, he didn't know where he was.
Yunyan walked over and asked, "Do you need some milk?"
"No, thank you." The annoyance on Dongfang Shihua's face faded, "Just now..."
"Well, I understand." Yun Yan interrupted, "You two are a perfect match." I just don't know what kind of story they have.
Dongfang Shihua lowered his eyes, "I don't know if it's him."
"Huh? What do you mean?" Yun Yan didn't quite understand, "Are there really such similar people in the world?"