After The Blind Date Failed, The Rich Woman Tried To Enter My Heart

Shen Lang and Ye Yinan spent the whole day shopping in some well-known ancient streets, and drove on the highway for a few hours.

At around 2 o'clock in the morning, Shen Lang drove Ye Yinan back to Jiujiantang Villa, and then headed to the airport non-stop, preparing to fly to Gan Province to pick up the Li Liusi sisters from Jianghai.

"Lao Deng, mom, I'm back!"

Carrying large and small bags, Ye Yinan pushed open the front door of the villa and returned home happily with a lot of snowflakes on her body. She looked both embarrassed and cute.

Ye Yinan's parents have returned from abroad, and the couple just landed on a plane tonight.

Ye Hai was sitting on the sofa in his pajamas reading the newspaper, while Zhong Meiru was making soup and chatting with the nanny Aunt Wang.

The large and luxurious living room is bright and somewhat deserted.

Hearing the movement at the door, the couple's hearts finally dropped. They had stayed up late waiting for this silly daughter for several hours.

Fortunately, Shen Lang called the old couple in advance, otherwise they would have sent someone to find their silly daughter who stayed out all night.

"Yinnan, come here and drink the ginger soup to warm your stomach."

Zhong Meiru handed a bowl of slightly hot ginger soup to Ye Yinan, and patted the snowflakes off her silly daughter's body with both distress and annoyance.

"Oh, look at you, you look like you just came out of the mountains. Did Shen Lang take you to pick mushrooms?"

"There are no mushrooms in winter, so we just caught crayfish."

Ye Yinan put down the things in her hands, took the ginger soup, took a sip, and said with anticipation.

"Shen Lang said that he will really take me to the mountains this summer. Maybe I can get some mushrooms back then."

"It belongs to Shen Lang and Shen Lang. You almost took out your heart and gave it to him."

Zhong Meiru warned helplessly.

"Yinnan, Mom has told you many times that Shen Lang has a girlfriend. You must not have any thoughts about her. Don't make it difficult for me and your dad."

"I don't care."

Ye Yinan shrugged flatly and found that something was wrong with the way the old couple looked at her.

She added: "He and I are just ordinary friends. Why do we have to like him? Isn't there such a thing as pure friendship between people of the opposite sex?"

"That's fine. If you think so, I'll feel more relieved."

Zhong Meiru breathed a sigh of relief and stroked her daughter's wet hair lovingly.

"Go take a shower quickly. Don't catch a cold. Aunt Wang has already put the water for you."

"Well, I understand."

Ye Yinan nodded obediently, bent down and rummaged through the supplies at her feet for a moment, then picked up a horn comb and handed it to Zhong Meiru.

"Mom, here is the horn comb I bought for you on the ancient street.

The boss said that this comb can cure white hair. If you have a lot of white hair recently, you can try using this comb for a while. "

"Ah, okay, okay."

Zhong Meiru was flattered and took the thick and rough comb, with a slight redness in her tired eyes.

"Lao Deng, you have it too."

Ye Yinan proudly placed the tea leaves given to her by Cheng Lijuan on the coffee table in front of Ye Hai, and gave a special instruction.

"Grandpa Shen Lang planted this with his own hands. You've been complaining about a headache recently. Drinking it will help you feel refreshed."

"Really."

Ye Hai subconsciously picked it up and smelled it, and soon realized that these were ordinary tea leaves, incomparable to his expensive famous teas.

It is no exaggeration to say that one cup in the tea set in front of Ye Hai could buy his grandfather's entire tea leaves.

But Ye Hai smiled with relief, called Aunt Wang over, and asked her to pack the tea properly, and taste it slowly when he was free.

Rich people will never care about the price of an item, they only care about how much value the item can have from the emotional point of view.

This box of ordinary tea brought back by his daughter from afar, just for this thought, Ye Hai felt incomparable.

"Okay, I'll go take a shower first, and you should rest early too."

Ye Yinan, holding a lot of bags, frowned and complained when passing by the old couple.

"I said I would come back later, why are the old man and the old lady so stubborn? I have to stay up late to wait, I won't allow it next time, I feel distressed when I see it."

"Well, Mom listens to you."

Zhong Meiru smiled and responded, and Ye Hai breathed a sigh of relief.

My daughter has really changed!

When she was abroad, Ye Yinan was like an emotionless puppet all day long, locking herself in the room every day, staring at the blue sky outside the window in a daze.

Not to mention caring about her parents' health, she was not even interested in her own health. She was so depressed that she seemed to want to rot in the room.

This was the first time that Ye Yinan had cared about the health of the old couple since she grew up. Zhong Meiru and Ye Hai were moved.

At first, Zhong Meiru and Ye Hai were a little skeptical. Would it have any effect to let their daughter be completely free with Shen Lang?

Would their obedient and well-behaved daughter learn bad things from this boy who had no taboos and spoke without restraint?

Now it seems that this approach is really too correct.

It has only been a short time. Ye Yinan, who originally had suicidal thoughts, has been with Shen Lang for such a long time. It's like a different person.

Except for saying some dirty words, Ye Yinan is now a girl full of hope for the future.

It is no exaggeration to say that Ye Yinan is now more and more like an emotionally rich [person].

"Ye Hai, what's wrong with you?"

Zhong Meiru teased with a smile.

"You disliked this name at first. If you don't correct it, Yinan may really call you that for the rest of your life."

When Ye Yinan called Ye Hai Lao Deng for the first time, this anti-Tian Gang name made Ye Hai very angry.

He even threatened to go to Shen Lang's house and slap that bastard a few times.

As Ye Yinan became more and more passionate about life, his personality became more and more sunny.

He interacted more with me and occasionally acted like a spoiled child like an old father.

Ye Hai suddenly felt that this name was not unacceptable.

After getting used to it, Ye Hai felt that this name was particularly smooth and had a kind of intimacy of calling brothers.

"Lao Deng is Lao Deng."

Ye Hai put away the newspaper and smiled with relief: "I am old, isn't it Lao Deng? My daughter is right."

"Virtue."

Zhong Meiru rolled her eyes at him playfully, then sat next to Ye Hai and sighed.

"Oh, is this really fate? I have found so many psychologists abroad but none of them could cure Yinnan's mental illness. Who would have thought that a young boy would cure her after she returned home." "That boy is a novelist, so his emotional intelligence and eloquence must be online." Ye Hai hugged his wife's arm and said, "Anyway, our daughter is fine now, so let's not get involved in their affairs in the future. I believe that boy will not dare to do anything excessive to Yinnan. Wait a few more years, and then we will help Yinnan find a man she likes to marry, and we will retire and take care of our grandchildren at home."