An indifferent voice came from behind, a voice unique to Ye Lancheng.
go home……
Home……
Her home...Ye Lancheng's home...their home.
A satisfied smile suddenly appeared on An Zhisu's face. She turned sideways and raised her eyes, his noble and handsome face reflected in her eyes, and said softly: "Well, go home."
Ye Lancheng gathered the coat that had just been draped over her shoulders, put his hands on her shoulders, hugged her with one hand, and held the box for her with the other, and walked in the other direction.
"Isn't it Lao Jiu who came to pick me up? Why did it change to you? Aren't you busy today?" An Zhisu was half-hugged in his arms. He was still wearing his coat. He felt much warmer than before, and he finally remembered.
Ask him about it.
Ye Lancheng's face darkened. Did this woman think he was idle all day long? This wasn't the first time she said he was idle.
If someone from the consortium hears this, they will definitely say that An Zhisu is not blessed despite being blessed. As the president of a majestic Shengshi consortium, making tens of millions every minute, how can he have any free time?
Whether Ye Lancheng has free time or not depends on his own will, and whether it is worth his time or not?
"Lunch break." Ye Lancheng endured it and said nothing. Thinking of her lonely back just now, as if she had been abandoned by the world, he couldn't bear to say anything to her.
An Zhisu said: "Well, you haven't eaten yet, let's go eat first. After dinner, I will take you back to the company, and then I will drive home by myself."
Ye Lancheng glanced at her sideways and said calmly: "Go to Mom's place for dinner. She asked Aunt Rong to prepare it."
"Ah? Are you going to mom's place? Do you have time? Will you be late for work this afternoon?" An Zhisu calculated that this place is already far away from where Bai Xinci lives.
Ye Lancheng:......
This is stupid. He is the boss. Does anyone dare to control him when he comes in late or leaves early? Or does anyone dare to deduct his salary?
Ye Lancheng no longer wants to talk to her, lest he be angry to death.
He carried her to the parking lot and asked her to get in the car first, while he put the suitcase in the trunk before following her.
"I was originally thinking of going to my mom's place in the evening. I brought her a gift and went to have some food on the way. Hehe, it's just right now." Ye Lancheng got into the car and heard An Zhisu say this and took a photo
Photograph her backpack.
Ye Lancheng glanced at her bulging backpack and asked indifferently: "You didn't bring it for me?"
An Zhisu:......
What more gifts do you want?
She is not prepared, so does she need to be prepared? Is this a way of getting along with husband and wife that she does not know?
An Zhisu almost said that he didn't bring it, but fortunately he received Ye Lancheng's danger signal in time and nodded immediately: "I'll take it with me. I'll give it to you when I get home tonight."
"Why do you have to wait until night?" Ye Lancheng heard this and stretched out his big hand towards her: "Bring it here."
An Zhisu:......
In her entire life, this was the first time she saw someone actively asking for gifts from others, and asking for them so unquestioningly.
As expected... Ye Badao.
An Zhisu secretly complained, slowly opened the zipper of the backpack, rummaged inside, and then pulled out the crushed and flat scarf from the bottom.
Ye Lancheng's cold eyes originally had a trace of expectation hidden in them, but when he saw that what An Zhisu took out was a familiar scarf, his face darkened.
"Hey, hey, don't worry. Although this is a scarf knitted by grandma for you, I also embroidered a rose on it. Look, it's very beautiful." An Zhisu shook the scarf out quickly,
Turning the rose over to him. Ye Lancheng's sight was caught off guard by a lifelike rose. It was not a bright red. It was a noble golden yellow, with each rose petal exuding...
A little light, very noble. Ye Lancheng suddenly remembered a word: 9th Five-Year Plan
His Majesty!
This can no longer be described as beautiful. It can even be said that using beautiful to describe this embroidered rose simply lowers its nobility. It belongs to Ye Lancheng's unique nobility. "And I have already washed it. You can do it anytime."
It's ready to wear. It's a little wrinkled now, but I'll iron it for you when I get home. It took me a whole night to embroider this, so it should be more careful than other gifts." An Zhisu deliberately embroidered it.
The time is automatically exaggerated and pretended
Looks very worried.
These words really pleased Ye Lancheng. His fingers touched the golden rose: "I'll iron it after lunch. I'll wear it in the afternoon."
An Zhisu snorted, "Well, it's not very cold today. And the heater from the Shengshi Consortium probably won't be able to cool you down."
But with this thought in his mind, he responded obediently, "Okay."
Ye Lancheng was successfully swayed, started the car, and prepared to leave.
Knock knock knock!
Just when he was about to release the brakes, someone outside suddenly knocked on the car window.
Ye Lancheng subconsciously stepped on the brakes again and looked sideways out of the window.
An Zhisu also looked over.
He could see the outside clearly from the car. An Zhisu saw a girl standing outside, wearing a peaked cap on her head and a pair of sunglasses that almost covered her entire face. She was dressed very casually. Although she looked
I don't know her appearance clearly, but I can tell she is a pretty girl.
"Brother Lancheng, it's me."
No one lowered the window for a while, and the girl outside said something in a low voice.
When Ye Lancheng heard this voice, he seemed to recognize the girl and raised his hand to lower the window.
Now An Zhisu could see more clearly, because the girl also pulled her eyes down when Ye Lancheng lowered the window, revealing the upper half of her face.
What a charming girl!
This sentence suddenly appeared in An Zhisu's mind.
This girl looks too...coquettish.
An Zhisu couldn't describe what it felt like. Words like charming and coquettish were obviously not suitable to be used on a young girl, but this girl really gave people such a feeling.
Youth and coquettishness, purity and coquettishness, two completely different temperaments, were perfectly integrated into one face, without any sense of inconsistency. It was perfect to the extreme.
"Why are you here?" Ye Lancheng always looked dignified and indifferent in front of other people. Looking at the girl's charming face, he seemed to be looking at an extremely ordinary face, without any surprise in his eyes.
"I just got off the plane, brother Lancheng, please take me for a ride." The girl replied with a smile, and glanced at An Zhisu, full of curiosity and inquiry. "No one picked you up?" Ye Lancheng frowned.
Frowning, it was very obvious that he didn’t want to take it.