Rose of Heaven

45

Ye Nannan's family is in the old villa area. In those years, those who could live in this place in Donggang were all powerful families, and those who were rich were not in turn.

The taxi was stopped by the security guard when it arrived at the gate. Ye Nannan poked her head out and said hello before being released.

Entering the park, the tall banyan trees on both sides are lush, and several buildings flash cold and gorgeous edges from time to time. The driver followed Ye Nannan's command for a few more minutes and stopped in front of the iron door decorated with the statue of Cupid.

Ye Nannan stood at the door, the probe automatically scanned, and the iron door slowly opened.

Ye Zhongxu's wife was born in a scholarly family. Ye Zhongxu moved here after marrying her. Then his wife passed away. He was in the army all year round, and there was only Ye Nannan, the owner in this luxurious villa.

Ye Nannan led Lin Jingmo in familiarly. At the end of the beautiful lawn, a tall man was standing at the door.

He was wearing an iron-gray sweater and black trousers. The soft skin-fitting material of the sweater followed the muscle lines on his body. A casual home dress makes his cold and serious temperament a little casual, and he also looks younger.

But the dark blackness in his eyes is still sharp, and it is easy to have a sense of no escape when he looks directly at him.

Lin Jingmo became more and more puzzled. Why is such a person willing to be a lover who can't see the light around Chen Xingyan? Is Chen Xingyan's bed skills really so amazing that people can't stop? Or Chen Xingyan really has some advantages that she doesn't know, which can make these men bow down to her.

While Lin Jingmo was secretly thinking about it, Ye Zhongxu was also examining his daughter's new friend.

Her steps are clearly light, but she also shows a kind of down-to-earth calmness, which is completely different from Ye Nannan, who seems to step on the air at every step next to her. Her eyes flashed slightly at him, which is curious and uncertain, not humility and retreat, which makes Ye Zhongxu's perception of her much better.

Of course, her appearance is also worthy of Ye Nannan's many beautiful words.

Ye Zhongxu's eyes finally stayed on Lin Jingmo's slender waist, and then withdrew his sight.

"Dad..." Ye Nannan walked to Ye Zhongxu and shouted carefully.

In front of outsiders, Ye Zhongxu would not say anything, and his expression was very soft: "Have you eaten?"

In a simple sentence, Ye Nannan had the impulse to cry, and nodded randomly with sour eyes. Ye Zhongxu sensed her mood and reached out and patted her on the shoulder twice: "Come in."

Lin Jingmo followed Ye Nannan into the room. Ye Nannan introduced to her father: "Dad, she is the sister Mo I told you about."

Ye Zhongxu looked at Lin Jingmo, and the little girl opposite smiled at him: "Hello, Uncle Ye."

She didn't hide from her eyes, but something was surging in the depths of her pupils. Ye Zhongxu was a little surprised. It was good for a little girl of her age to talk without shaking when she looked at her for the first time.

"Hello." Ye Zhongxu nod politely: "Thank you for sending Nannan back."

Lin Jingmo looked at him fixedly, and suddenly his eyes turned to glance at Ye Nannan. Her feather-black eyelashes flew up and down, and thousands of lights were charming in her crystal-clear eyes, mixing the girl's flexibility and the enchanting romance of a mature woman's desire to say anything. At that moment, Ye Zhongxu's breathing seemed to be delayed, but it felt extremely light, and even gave Ye Zhongxu a chance to notice.