The Atypical Young Lady Has Returned

Yan Jinyu calmly took out two napkins and wiped his mouth under the eyes of the two of them, "If you often have one meal but not the next, you will be very skilled at eating. Don't say you have knives and forks. , that is, there is nothing, and I am so hungry that I can skillfully put food into my mouth with my hands."

Lin Zimu: "..." This is the principle.

But she said in such a calm tone, "frequently eaten without a meal", it would inevitably sound bitter.

Yin Jiujin gave her a fixed look, then looked back, "Let's go."

When they came out of the restaurant, Lin Zimu's car had already been taken over by someone, who took them directly to the airport.

First class.

The beautiful flight attendant looked at Yin Jiujin with a reddish face, "Sir, what would you like to drink?"

Yin Jiujin didn't answer directly, but looked at Yan Jinyu who was sitting next to him, "What do you want to drink?"

Yan Jinyu looked out the window with a novel look, and when she heard his words, her eyes suddenly lit up, "You can drink anything?"

"Um."

"Yogurt, get a few more jars." The excitement in her eyes didn't seem to be fake. From seeing her to now, it was the first time Yin Jiujin saw such a vivid expression on her face.

It's just yogurt, why is it so excited.

She lightly raised her eyes and looked at the flight attendant, "Get another cup of coffee." The flight attendant was a little frightened by his gloomy eyes, and hurriedly lowered her head, "Okay, please wait a moment, sir."

The flight attendant came quickly, Yin Jiujin took the coffee, and the yogurt was in Yan Jinyu's hands.

Yin Jiujin put down the coffee cup after taking a sip, and looked at Yan Jinyu, who sighed even after drinking a can of yogurt.

Drinking a yogurt is so satisfying, how much bitterness has been eaten.

Asked to get a few more cans, and the flight attendant did exactly as she did and took five cans.

Seeing that Yan Jinyu was going to continue drinking after finishing the third can, Yin Jiujin finally couldn't help but stop her: "Stop drinking."

Yan Jinyu looked up at him, her eyes full of grievances, but she obediently put down the yogurt in her hand.

Her aggrieved eyes fell into Yin Jiujin's eyes, giving him the illusion that he was too fierce for no reason.

Slow down, "It's not that you are not allowed to drink, don't drink too much at one time, and drink after a while."

Lin Zimu, who was sitting on the other side, heard the words, and instantly said, "..." Is this the same boss who always speaks? Also, what's with this kind of gentle tone?

The word gentleness is suitable for killing gods in the business world?

Although Miss Yan's experience is worthy of sympathy, the boss's preference is too much.

What Lin Zimu was thinking, the two of them didn't know. Hearing Yin Jiujin's words, the grievance in Yan Jinyu's eyes disappeared. His eyes were sparkling and very energetic, "Really?"

"Well, in an hour."

"An hour is an hour, as long as you don't confiscate it." She was guarding the yogurt with vigilance, as if someone often confiscated her yogurt before.

"It's just a few cans of yogurt, no one robs you."

Yan Jinyu's eyes turned, "Looking at your appearance, the money to buy a few jars of yogurt should be nothing to you. In this case, after the Beicheng you said, you will buy it for me?"

Yin Jiujin looked at her with a coffee cup, "Do you like it so much?"

Yan Jinyu nodded again and again, "I like it, I like it very much." However, they always gave her a limited amount.

Looking at her like this, Yin Jiujin almost couldn't help raising her hand to pinch her face, but she hurriedly responded, took a sip of coffee and turned her face away, "Go to Beicheng to buy it for you."

His eyes lit up, "Speaking is what?"

"Um."

Yan Jinyu propped her chin to look at him, "I think you are a good person. I have decided to admit your fiancé."

The coffee Lin Zimu had just drank almost spit out.

Feeling that she was reluctant to admit this fiancé before?

The Jiuye, who made so many people feel terrified, was always compelled by others wherever she went. She said something like Jiuye only caught her eye at this time. She was really ignorant and so fearless!

Yin Jiujin was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong. After all, no one had dared to speak to him in such a tone for so many years, let alone such words.

He raised his eyebrows lightly, "Oh? Should it be my honor?"

"I can't say that either. Since you came to take me back, I will naturally admit the engagement, but now is the time to admit it from the bottom of my heart." Looking at him, "Speaking of which, I don't know what your name is, what should I do in the future? What's your name?"

"Yin Jiujin, my name." Dunton, "Everyone calls me Jiuye."

"Jiuye?" Yan Jinyu shook his head, "This name is not good. I don't like to be called Master. I don't think you can grow my age. I'll call you Jiuge in the future."

Lin Zimu learned to be obedient and didn't drink any more, otherwise he probably couldn't help spraying this time.

Jiu Ye is someone else's name for the boss, what the hell is Jiu Ge?

Brother and sister's sentiment, it's not appropriate to use it on the boss!

However, this title was unusually new to Yin Jiujin's ears.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Yan Jinyu said, "Don't like me calling you that? Then change it? What's better? It can't be called Jiuye anyway."

"casual."

"Then I'll call you Ninth Brother. I've never called anyone else's master, nor anyone else's brother. Even if you are a brother, you are the first."

Her words were obviously very useful to Yin Jiujin.

"Since you've introduced me, I should pay respects. My name is Yan Jinyu. You know that. Everyone calls me Yu Meiren. You can also call me that in the future."

"Beauty?" Yin Jiujin looked her up and down with strange eyes, "With your shriveled body and small face the size of your palm, which one looks like a beauty?" He was clearly a child.

Lin Zimu didn't think so.

Miss Yan is a little thinner, but her face is undoubtedly a top beauty. This is still not dressed up. If you dress up well, I am afraid that the daughters of the noble families in the imperial capital will not be able to compare.

Speaking of which, Miss Yan's eyes are too clean, which will make people unconsciously ignore the advantages of her appearance and treat her as a child.

Yan Jinyu glared at him, "Why isn't she a beauty? I'm not good looking when I look like this?"

"Not ugly." It was pleasing to the eye.

He recognized her at a glance. He had seen the photo of her grandmother with his grandmother when she was young, and she looked like she was carved out of the same mold as her grandmother.

Feng Yan, the old lady of the Yan family, was a well-known beauty when she was young, but she clearly had a similar appearance, but he couldn't use the word "beauty" on her.

Seeing that she inserted the straw into a new jar of yogurt again, she frowned, "I just said you can drink it in an hour."

"I like to drink yogurt when I'm in a bad mood." Of course, she also likes to drink it when she's in a good mood, no, it should be said that she likes to drink it anytime.

This preference is not born, but after her first murder.

The smell of yogurt can suppress that disgusting bloody smell.

"You actually said that I'm just not ugly, it makes me feel bad."

Yin Jiujin: "..." Still angry, what he said was clearly the truth.

"Just one can."

Yan Jinyu snorted coldly and ignored him.

Seeing this, Yin Jiujin took the initiative to change the subject, "I wanted to ask before, is that a watch you're wearing on your left hand?"