Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

On TV, there are TV shows, which she usually likes to watch.

But now she was in no mood at all, just leaning back on the sofa lazily, thinking about him.

Around eight o'clock, the news began to be broadcast in the middle. At 5 minutes and 6 seconds, there could also be a scene of Ye Mulin condolences to a certain group. He was wearing a steady coat and swaying freely in front of the camera.

Of course, among a group of old men, Ye Mulin's appearance and temperament are still outstanding, and he always has a scent of scrolls that is difficult to hide, thanks to Su Fu's inheritance.

And over the years, he has become more calm and restrained, and Shirley can feel it across the screen.

It's not that I didn't worry about it at all. After all, his own man has a high authority and looks so good.

But this kind of worry is only a few months, because he will always go home.

No matter how late, he will come back, even if he can only come back to sleep for two hours, he will come back early in the morning, simply wash and lie next to her, hugging her.

Even if you don't do anything, just hug her.

Slowly, she understood him.

Although she was still stupid in his heart, she also learned to love him.

She started to reduce her work, and she didn't stop working at all, she just picked something she was interested in to do, and then as long as he could come back by one or two o'clock, she would wait for him as much as possible.

The rest of her life is not long, she understands him and wants to go with him.

Xueli felt a little unspeakable in her heart, she wanted to see him now, but she understood now and needed restraint.

In their limited lives, she wanted to stay with him as much as possible.

She also knows that he protects her most of the time, and she is afraid that she will work hard, so when the interview, he was alone and obviously needed to bring his family.

He was really good to her.

When Xueli Bai's head was leaning on the sofa, she thought like this~

Later, she fell asleep and was tired from shopping.

When Ye Mulin came back, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

The car stopped downstairs, the driver glanced at the rearview mirror, and then whispered, "Mr. Ye, here."

"Are you here?" Ye Mulin opened his eyes and wiped his face, "Old Lin, you drive the car back, and you can pick me up at one o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

In the third grade, he just squeezed out half a day to come.

Lao Lin nodded, opened the door and got out of the car, then opened the door for Ye Mulin.

When Ye Mulin got out of the car, he carried a bag of things in his hand and handed it to Lao Lin: "You take this, I don't need it either."

Lao Lin wanted to be modest, knowing that it was expensive and difficult to buy, but after thinking about it, he accepted the kindness.

His wife was ill and needed to drink this. Although she was uneasy, she was delighted and moved even more. Mr. Ye has always been good to him, looks faint, but always cares about it.

He is also an old man of the Ye Family, and he has become more and more clear in the past few years. As for Mulin, this boy is very talented, but he is doing his best, not just for Bai Xueli. Up.

Mulin, he is better than Ye Zhenggang.

Lao Lin's voice was a little choked: "Thank you, Mr. Ye."

"Thank you!" Ye Mulin patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "It has been hard for you to follow me these years."

Lao Lin choked again.

In the end, the two men smoked a cigarette together.

Lao Lin left and Ye Mulin entered the house. There was a small night light in the house, which was dim and dim, and there was a faint fragrance in the air, which was very warm.