XNUM X night

It would be great if you stopped her... Ye Siran wouldn't be alone.

It took more than half an hour to drive from the reception site to the villa. Ye Siran's hand was only lightly resting on the steering wheel along the way, and his index finger would occasionally bend twice, but his frown never calmed down. disturbed.

But Sang Yintian had a calm face, and occasionally stretched out his hand out of the window to touch the night wind in Xicheng, letting it surround him.

At least it can calm down the inexplicable anxiety that came from Ye Sizan.

When the car turned into the courtyard of the villa, Ye Siran still sighed and grabbed Sang Yintian's hand.

"When my brother comes back, no matter what he asks you, you can't leave me."

Sang Yintian couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and flicked his forehead. "Have you read too many electronic novels?"

"You promise me first, okay?"

"Even if you don't say it, I won't leave you. You look so good-looking, I can't bear it." After finishing speaking, Sang Yintian narrowed his eyes, leaned over suddenly, and his slightly cool lips fell on Ye Ye like the touch of a dragonfly. Siran's earlobes.

Then watch it gradually become a layer of red.

Ye Siran took a deep breath, got out of the car and opened the door of the villa.

When Ye Wanlu returned to the villa, it was past eleven o'clock in the evening. He seemed to be a little tired after a busy day, and he raised his hand and rubbed his temples several times as soon as he entered the door.Ye Wanlu's new assistant came in behind him, who obviously looked about the same age as Xiao Han, but his eyes were indifferent like a humanoid sculpture without emotion.

As expected of Ye Wanlu's subordinates, these two people's temperaments are too similar.Sang Yintian suddenly felt lucky, turned his head and glanced at Ye Siran, fortunately, he didn't grow up to be such a cold person.

The girl took the suit jacket from Ye Wanlu, looked it over carefully from top to bottom, and finally gently stroked the wall dust on the back of the suit with her palm.Sang Yintian squinted his eyes, thinking that it was probably a few hours ago that he accidentally touched it outside the bathroom of the reception.

Ye Wanli called this little girl Xiaoxiao.When he got home, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and collapsed on the sofa with his eyes closed.

As expected of brothers, even the posture of nesting on the sofa is exactly the same, like a large, docile dog.

"Xiaoxiao, go make three cups of coffee." Ye Wanlu said in a low voice with his face stuffed under the blanket, "One cup doesn't add sugar cubes."

This is Ye Wanlu's usual taste.

The girl behind put Ye Wanli's suit on a dust bag, hung it in the closet next to her, turned her head and nodded at Sang Yintian and Ye Siran who were standing in the middle of the living room, kicked off her slippers and went straight to the kitchen direction.

Obviously Sang Yintian is an outsider, but no one in the whole room felt any discomfort because of his presence.

Do you really treat him as one of your own?

The ceiling light in the living room was on, Ye Wanlu turned on the TV again, and pressed a few times casually, just in time for the rebroadcast of the special series of art interviews on Star TV.

After the trailer was edited, Sang Yintian saw his face appear on the electronic screen, and subconsciously raised his hand to rub his face.

"Well...it's already so late, do you still want coffee?" Sang Yintian was actually a little sleepy. If this cup of coffee really got into his stomach, let alone just chatting a few words, it would just make Ye Si He could listen with his ears up about how Ran got here every day from childhood to adulthood.Then sleep in the dark tomorrow.

But this is not his home after all, and Sang Yintian would not do such crazy things.

"Tsk...look at my memory, I forgot that it's already late at night." Ye Wanlu opened one eye and glanced at the wall clock on the wall, weakly calling Xiaoxiao's name.

But there is still some distance from the living room of the Ye family villa to the kitchen, the girl didn't hear it.

"Xiaoran, go to the kitchen and tell my assistant that you don't need to make coffee, and use porridge instead... I drank a lot of wine tonight, and my stomach is not feeling well." The perfume Ye Wanli sprayed on his cuff not long ago The smell has been blown by the wind a little weaker, Sang Yintian sniffed and smelled the mixed wine fragrance scattered in the air.

It seemed that after he and Ye Siran left the reception, Ye Wanlu drank a lot more.

"Are you drinking again?" Ye Siran took two steps forward, took a glass from the dining table, and filled it with some hot water, "With your body, don't you know if you can drink?" ? Just like to toss your stomach so much?"

"No way." Ye Wanli tried to open his eyes, took the glass of water from Ye Siran and took a sip. "It's not the same. Xiaoran, do you know? When I was your age, I had already sat in the company conference room to sign various contracts... I am a businessman, and wine is a necessity for me... ...it has 50% of the credit for being able to get to where it is today..."

After speaking, Ye Wanlu raised his head again and poured all the hot water in the cup.The water temperature was not low, and the corners of Ye Wanlu's mouth were hot red, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and finally he lowered his head again, and wiped off the water stains remaining on his lips with the back of his hand.Ye Wanlu's eyes were a little red, and she completely lost the usual airs of a group heir.

Sang Yintian suddenly felt that this person seemed to have too much to say, but he was always a lone bird traveling among the clouds, unable to find anyone to talk to, until he got drunk this time.

"Xiaoran... I know you are still young, so it's normal that you don't understand these things. Of course, if possible, my brother hopes that you will never understand..."

It seemed that he had drunk too much, and it was a bit difficult to even speak a complete sentence.

"You like music, and my brother is willing to send you to the best music academy. My brother is able to help you now...but you...why did you give up first...it doesn't matter if the violin my brother gave you is broken, we can still buy it Better, more expensive—”

For Ye Siran, his elder brother is really outstanding.He took over the company when he was in his sophomore year, and because of work, Ye Wanli graduated from college ahead of schedule.In many late nights in the past, Ye Siran could always see Ye Wanli drunk, with a pale face, holding her stomach tightly with her arms.His whole face was buried in the sofa, and he kept chanting "discomfort".

Ye Siran sometimes prepares a glass of honey water for him, and sometimes prepares stomach medicine in advance.But later, Ye Wanli came back later each time, and Ye Siran rarely saw this person again.Until now, Ye Wanli hardly had time to rush home, and the owner of this single-family villa was finally replaced by Ye Siran.

He took a deep breath and didn't speak any more, staring at the slightly drunk Ye Wanhui expressionlessly. "Did you drink too much again? I'll go upstairs to find if there is any stomach medicine at home."

After speaking, Ye Siran turned his head and went up the stairs, and couldn't help but glance at Sang Yintian at the corner. "Me. I'll be down soon. You..."

"Don't worry." Sang Yintian smiled, and winked at Ye Siran with a relaxed expression, "I won't run away this time."

"Yeah." Ye Sizan had no expression on her face, and glanced sideways at the interview video that was playing on TV.

Ye Siran took out the medicine box from the cabinet, searched twice but failed to find a box of stomach-related medicine.He couldn't help sighing, and closed the door of the room.After going downstairs, he crossed the living room and went directly to the entrance, and took out a pair of shoes from the shoe rack.

"I don't have stomach medicine at home, I'm going out to buy it now." Ye Siran said while putting a black sweater on herself. "Before then, remember to ask your assistant to boil some hot water for you."

"I'll go with you." Sang Yintian opened his mouth.

It just so happened that he didn't really want to stay alone in the same room with Ye Wanlu.

A few months ago, he would tell people "no deal" with an indifferent face, but now, he and Ye Sizan kissed directly, and the most important thing was that Ye Wanlu saw it.

Sang Yintian's ears burned so badly that he wanted to hit the wall of their house.

Sang Yintian was about to turn his head to lean towards Ye Siran, but was stopped by Ye Wanlu.The man paralyzed on the sofa got the strength from nowhere, one hand tightly grasped his arm, and the other directly squeezed the empty glass on the table. "Well, Teacher Sang, I'm suddenly thirsty, can you pour me a glass of water?"

It's really a learning experience.

Regardless of Sang Yintian's willingness or not, Ye Wanlu directly stuffed the cup into his hand.

This way of retaining people is really old-fashioned, and Sang Yintian stopped using this method several years ago.He didn't speak, and looked back at Ye Siran. "or……"

"It's too cold outside, so don't go." Ye Siran smiled helplessly, staring at Ye Wanlu's face angrily, "I know you just want to dismiss me, I'll only give you half Hours. At that time, either you take the medicine and leave, or I will take him away."

This kid has learned how to threaten people, Sang Yintian thought it was a little funny, and the corner of his mouth twitched twice.

"Uh..." Ye Wanli cleared his throat, and pinched the center of his eyebrows with his fingers.Obviously, he has nothing to do with his own brother. "It will take less than half an hour."

"You better be."

bang——

Ye Siran's voice was completely cut off by the wooden door.The headlights of the sports car in the yard flashed twice, and then issued a special sound wave that pierced the night.

Sang Yintian saw Ye Siran's car disappear at the end of the path through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, leaning against the wall in a lazy posture, with his right arm lightly covering his shoulder. "You want to ask me why I'm with him? Right?"

"To be honest, the fact that you were with my brother really surprised me. But it's not enough to invite you to our house directly because of this." Ye Wanlu's voice was deep and powerful, with a certain kind of Affirmation in disguise, "I came to you because I have to say something to you alone."

"Am I alone?" Sang Yintian's tone was still calm, and he still had the attitude that it had nothing to do with him, "Is there anything I can listen to, but he can't?"

"It's not that he can't listen, it's that Xiaoran has been unwilling to listen." Ye Wanlu suddenly sat up straight, with his hands on his lap. "But if that person is you, not necessarily. Because he likes you very much, doesn't he?"

Sang Yintian was dumbfounded for a moment.

The drunkenness of the person in front of him seemed to have completely disappeared, and the look in his eyes really looked like a negotiator.Sang Yintian felt a little curious, rubbed the tip of his nose lightly with the back of his hand, "So, what do you want me to do?"

Sang Yintian knew that Ye Wanli would not do anything to hurt Ye Siran.

"Hey, this." Ye Wanlu suddenly got up and walked towards the entrance, and took out an invitation card from the top floor of the wine cabinet.The blue wax seal was extremely delicate, and one didn't need to look at the content to know that this invitation was not light.

Ye Wanlu handed it over to Sang Yintian. "This is the admission invitation letter of Xicheng Conservatory of Music this year. I managed to secure a place. I want you to use all means, even if it's a lie, to trick Ye Siran into the Conservatory of Music."

"Uh..." It's not uncommon for Sang Yintian to see admission notices, but it's the first time he's seen someone recruiting students by way of invitation.He glanced at Ye Wanhui, lowered his eyes and opened the letter in his hand.

The content of the letter is simple and clear, it only emphasizes that Ye Sizan has the qualification to directly enter the conservatory of music, he can continue to study the violin course he likes, and will not be affected by the entrance examination.

If this level can be achieved, there is no one else in Xicheng except Ye Wanli from the Ye Group.

Evil capitalists.

"You want Ye Siran to return to school?" Sang Yintian looked up out of the window, "It's not like I haven't asked him this kind of question before. Guess what he said?"

"I don't want to know what he said, I just want to know, can you do it?"

"He said, it's not that he doesn't want to learn music, but he can't." Sang Yintian smiled contemptuously, turned his head and put the letter in his hand on the coffee table, "Why can't you, as a brother, you should be very clear about it?"

"Uh..." Sure enough, Ye Wanlu's face gradually turned cold.He half-closed his eyes and lit a cigarette, "Xiaoran, he told you all? Heh... yes, after all, in his heart, you are ten thousand times better than me as an older brother."

"I don't quite understand..."

Sang Yintian smiled wryly, as if recalling the scar left on Ye Siran's wrist.He blinked lightly and pushed open the window.The cold wind rushed in, ruffling his hair. "Didn't you give him the violin locked in the utility room on the second floor? But why didn't you stop your mother at that time?"

It would be great if you stopped her... Ye Siran wouldn't be alone.

Ye Wanlu suddenly couldn't answer, his smile instantly froze on his face, and he was even a little surprised that Sang Yintian would ask such a question.

This feeling is really uncomfortable, like the scabbed scar in my heart being spied on again.He couldn't even refute.

Ye Wanlu felt a little guilty, and didn't dare to look into Sang Yintian's eyes. "sorry."

It's a pity that the person who wanted to hear this "I'm sorry" is not here now.

"Heh..." Sang Yintian took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and saw Ye Siran's face in the dark. "Ye Wanlu, I know you had your own choice at that time, and you didn't feel sorry for anyone. On the contrary, I have to thank you."

"Thank you for the medical record that you left on my coffee table at that time, and thank you for allowing me to meet such a wonderful him." Sang Yintian shrugged, stood up with the glass window, walked slowly to the center of the living room, and He picked up the invitation letter from the Conservatory of Music again. "This... I will try, but I don't guarantee success. Because... you know, I never force him to do anything he doesn't want to do."

Ye Wanlu's eyes lit up, and she stood up excitedly.The replay of the interview on the electronic screen has also come to an end.Facing the foreigner's question, Sang Yintian didn't hesitate at all. He looked straight at the camera, gave a chuckle, and raised his hand to caress the oil painting hanging on the wall.

Ye Wanlu couldn't help but looked over.

【They will always grow up different flowers.】

"They will always grow up different flowers." Ye Wanlu repeated after Sang Yintian in the video, and finally smiled.