In the room.

The moment Yan Run put Leng Su down, Leng Su suddenly hugged his waist as he was about to leave.

"Don't leave me..." the girl murmured.

Yan Run looked down and saw Leng Su's eyes slightly closed and her breathing was calm and peaceful.

For some reason, after seeing Leng Su in a coma, a trace of loss flashed across Yan Run's eyes.

Patting Leng Su's back gently, he comforted her: "I won't leave you."

Under his comfort, Leng Su finally stopped holding his hand so hard.

Yan Run carefully took her hand away from his waist, took off her coat and shoes for her, and covered her with a quilt before he left.

-

"Click".

The door opened, and a strong smell of food filled the room.

Changing shoes, putting down the briefcase, Yan Run walked to the kitchen, and an unexpected and expected person came into view.

"Are you back? Wash your hands and get ready. We'll be eating soon." Hearing the noise behind him, Leng Su turned around and smiled sweetly at him.

"Can you cook?" Yan Run walked into the kitchen to wash his hands, looking at the delicious food in the pot, with mixed feelings.

"Well, I can cook some home-cooked dishes."

Before Leng's father and mother passed away, he often visited the Leng family.

In his memory, Leng Su was a rich lady who was spoiled by her parents. Although she was not willful and capricious, she was also a spoiled lady who did not know the sufferings of the world.

Unexpectedly, only two years have passed, and the Miss Jiao in his impression seems to have changed...

Thinking of this, Yan Run felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He turned his head to look at Leng Su...

The face is still the same face, the person is still the same person, the temperament seems to have not changed, but it is different from the past after all.

It is not something that ordinary people can do to endure the pain and impulse of drug attacks.

"Uncle Yan, what's wrong with you?"

The girl's delicate face was close at hand. She looked at him, and his figure completely occupied her dark pupils...

Yan Run's heart tightened, and he looked away uncomfortably.

"Nothing, let's eat."

"Yeah."

At the dinner table, Leng Su ate with relish while looking at Yan Run.

Yan Run felt uncomfortable being looked at by her, and finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and looked up at her.

"What's wrong?"

Leng Su was not panicked even though she was caught by a handsome man.

He grinned at Yan Run and said, "Uncle Yan, I found that you are so handsome. You don't look like a 30-year-old man at all."

Yan Run: "..."

"Is 30 years old very old?"

Hearing this, Leng Su realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly changed his words: "Not old, not old, as the saying goes, men are 31 years old, and women are 30 years old."

"Uncle Yan, you are successful in your career and handsome, you are definitely a diamond bachelor."

"I don't know how many women in this world are vying to marry you, and I don't know who will be lucky enough to stand out and marry Uncle Yan..."

Yan Run almost blurted out: "..."You too?

After reacting, he suddenly widened his eyes, and was shocked, but his face didn't show it.

He...

Seeing that Yan Run didn't speak again, Leng Su quickly changed the subject.

"Uncle Yan, next month is my 18th birthday. According to my father's will, I will inherit everything they left me."

"But based on my understanding of my uncle, they will definitely not give up."

"Uncle Yan, I have an idea and would like to ask you for help..."

Yan Run suppressed the chaotic emotions in his heart, raised his eyes to look at her, and motioned her to continue.

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