The Joy of Rebirth

Lan Muxi sat quietly next to Zhang Fenghui and Xia Na, listening to their endless laughter. The three of them were in the same class. They were old classmates and were very familiar with each other, not to mention that today it was Zhang Fenghui. Hui's happy day has to make people happy.

"Nana, let me tell you, is Brother Huang treating you well?" Zhang Fenghui asked in a low voice, and carefully glanced at the location of Ye Bihuang. At this moment, Ye Bihuang was chatting and laughing with Shen Helin, and did not notice at all. movement.

Shana smiled slightly:

"Okay, of course."

Zhang Fenghui said slightly uneasy:

"But I see that Brother Huang is more troubled than before, so just leave him alone."

Shana smiled:

"I don't care what he does. Besides, I can't control him at all."

"Then..." Zhang Fenghui hesitated.

Shana said softly:

"Don't worry, he has always been like that. He was like that ten years ago, and he is still the same ten years ago. It has never changed, but I don't care, because he has always been very good to me. This is also true. It never changes.”

After hearing Xia Na's words, Zhang Fenghui was silent for a moment and squeezed Xia Na's hand tightly:

"Nana, no matter what, as long as you are happy."

Shana smiled sweetly:

"You too."

Lan Muxi looked on with a smile and didn't say much. Zhang Fenghui once didn't like Lan Muxi and thought that she had robbed her sister Shana of Ye Bihuang's love. But after so many years, everyone has changed. As adults, the perspective of looking at problems is naturally different, so Zhang Fenghui and Lan Muchi can naturally talk a few words from the perspective of old classmates without any resentment.

Ye Bihuang was chatting with Shen Helin, and when he glanced at Lan Muxi, who was sitting next to Xia Na and Zhang Fenghui, listening with a smile, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

She is always so smart, quiet and cute. She is usually very quiet and doesn't like talking very much. She likes reading books the most. She is just like Tianshan Snow Lotus, quiet and cute, with a pure and flawless heart, and a peerless appearance.

Lan Muchi's smile is particularly beautiful. When she purses her mouth, her eyes complete the shape of small crescents, and her eyelashes flicker, which is very cute.

, Ye Bihuang raised his head and saw a familiar figure. There was a small mouth under the bridge of the small nose. The lips were thin, and the corners of the mouth were slightly curved upward, with a sad smile. The whole face was delicate and beautiful, so refined. There is absolutely no smell of human fireworks. She is wearing a white floral shirt and a white pleated skirt. She is sitting there, dignified, noble, quiet and elegant, so pure and tender, like a budding flower. Hibiscus, spotless.

Ye Bihuang has always thought that Lan Muchi is the quietest water lily, the snow lotus.

Holy, quiet, elegant, and pure are all used to describe her. There is no closer word than this.

Don't fight, don't grab, don't get angry, don't fall. These eight words may be more suitable to describe Lan Muxi. Since jumping off the building in junior high school, Lan Muxi's mental condition has gotten better and better, and she has never had any thoughts of committing suicide. On the contrary, Becoming more and more positive.

Lee Kuan Yew's wedding was grand, fast, glorious and dazzling.

At least in terms of scale and grandeur, it should be unprecedented in the entire Puhai.

After the wedding, Ye Bihuang stopped participating in the bridal chamber and other things. He turned around and left. Those things were too noisy and did not suit his character. Naturally, all of Ye Bihuang's women followed him. It is said that nothing happened in the bridal chamber after that. The cause of the commotion... was mainly because Lee Kuan Yew didn't want to make a fuss during the wedding ceremony. With a wave of his hand, no one dared to make a fuss. After all, he is now the Vice President of the Greater Tianchao District.

Ye Bihuang was sitting in the back seat of the Bentley. An Xinbi, An Suyan, Shana, and Xiao Qiuruo were playing cards, while Lan Muxi was nestled in Ye Bihuang's arms.

"Driver, make a U-turn and go to Nanshan in the south of the city."

When the driver heard this, he immediately turned around and drove towards the south of the city.

"Husband...this is..."

Lan Muxi was a little confused.

"Anyway, there's nothing wrong. Let's go for a walk. Why, don't you like it?"

Lan Muxi shook his head slightly, while Sister Anxinbi and others had no objections.

Ye Bihuang laughed:

"I haven't been to Nanshan for a long time. Let's take a walk and see if there are any changes."

The girls nodded one after another, but they were extremely envious of the driver in front of him. That driver was temporarily dispatched by a subsidiary company under the name of Pu Hai Ye Bihuang. It only took him a short while, and he might not be able to see him again in this life.

In his eyes, Ye Bihuang was a legendary figure. In his early twenties, he became the world's richest man in the blink of an eye with his own strength. He completed shocking financing and merged dozens of legendary international companies in one fell swoop, becoming the man behind the scenes. A man in power, everything he does is unprecedented, and it is said that he has many beautiful wives. Now it seems that this rumor is true, and his wives are really beautiful, and Everyone is so obedient and obedient.

In the end, Ye Bihuang and others did not get off at Nanshan, but directly got off at the nearest creek in the shanty town in the south of the city. The reason was that Shana wanted to go back and see where there were the first memories of her and Ye Bihuang.

Ten years have passed, and the stream next to the shantytown is still so clear, transparent, and long, with lush trees on both sides of the stream and beautiful and smooth pebbles on both sides of the stream.

You can even see the traces of tadpoles on the edge of the creek.

A group of six people were walking by the creek. An Suyan hugged Ye Bihuang's arm, leaned on his shoulder and smiled:

"You used to play here a lot when you were a kid."

Ye Bihuang nodded:

"Yes, when I was a kid, I lived in a shanty town there and there wasn't much to do. So I often came here to fish for shrimps or go swimming in the distant reservoir."

"Swimming in the reservoir." Shana covered her mouth with a look of surprise on her face.

"What's wrong."

"It's so dangerous." Shana was still frightened.

Ye Bihuang laughed loudly:

"Don't worry, I'm fine now. I only do anything when I'm sure, otherwise I wouldn't do it."

"kindness."

A group of six people chatted and laughed and walked along the creek. Not to mention, it felt like an outing.

I met many passers-by along the way, and they all paid great attention to the six Ye Bihuang people. The main reason was that these six handsome men and women were really eye-catching.

At the foot of Nanshan Mountain, looking up, the high peaks are still so beautiful in the clouds and have never changed.

I remember many years ago, Nanshan Mountain was a place for people who lived a very leisurely life in the southern suburbs to hang out. Every morning, there would be old people climbing the mountain. At about nine o'clock in the morning, there were hundreds of old people standing on the top of the mountain, facing the rising sun. The sun does Tai Chi.

It is no exaggeration to say that Nanshan is the best place for people’s entertainment in the southern suburbs of Puhai.

There are two hills more than 300 meters high on both sides of Nanshan Mountain, so there are two cable car lines from the top of Nanshan Mountain to both sides. The cable car ticket is not high, only five yuan, and you can overlook the scene below from a high altitude.

Now, is it still the case?

Ye Bihuang smiled and said to the women behind him:

"Let's go for a walk up the mountain."

"So high," Xiao Qiuruo looked a little scared.

Ye Bihuang laughed:

"If you're tired, how about I carry you the rest of the way."

Xiao Qiuruo's eyes lit up:

"That's what you said."

Ye Bihuang patted his chest:

"That is, once a word is spoken, it is difficult to follow it."

Of course, Ye Bihuang said this with confidence. He had invisibly helped the girls improve their physiques by several levels. It would be unreasonable if they couldn't even climb this mountain. Facts have proved that the girls are indeed He was not disappointed. He reached the top of the mountain without being out of breath.

"Are you tired?" Ye Bihuang asked softly when he saw that Lan Muchi was slightly out of breath.

Lan Muxi shook his head slightly:

"No, just rest for a while."

Ye Bihuang smiled slightly:

"Here, let me give you a massage. You'll be fine soon."

As he spoke, Ye Bihuang stretched out his hand and pressed it on Lan Muxi's back. Sure enough, half a minute later, Lan Muxi felt refreshed, as if he had not climbed such a high mountain just now.

When Xiao Qiuruo and others saw this, they also clamored for a massage. Ye Bihuang naturally refused everyone who came, but this massage was very efficient. Each person had ten seconds. After all, they were not at home, so they could enjoy themselves for a while. In public, let's forget it. Bar.

With the acceleration of the pace of life and the changes of the times, although there are still people going to Nanshan, they are much less than before. Ye Bihuang and the others found a huge rock, spread a layer of cloth, and sat down.

"Husband, do you still remember that you used to box here? Many people applauded." Lan Muxi said softly.

Ye Bihuang smiled and said:

"Of course I remember." That was a long time ago, but now that I think about it, I still feel that everything seems to have happened yesterday.

"By the way, there is also that stupid boy... I don't know how he is doing now." Lan Muxi murmured.

The silly boy Lan Muxi was talking about was named Ji Lei. Naturally, she didn't know that Ji Lei was very powerful now and was the boss of Ji City.

"He is now in Jishi and doing very well."

"you……"

"I think he's pretty good, so I'll give him a try."

Lan Muxi's face burst into a smile:

"I always thought you had no impression of him."

"How can I? I don't want to think about who I am. My memory is very good."

"You..." As she said this, Lan Muchi stretched out her little finger and tapped Ye Bihuang's forehead, with a look of tenderness and anger on her face.

In the following time, a group of six people had a dinner together on the top of the mountain. As for the food, Ye Bihuang naturally conjured it up out of thin air. There was everything for a Manchu and Han banquet.

On the high peaks, the fragrance is overflowing, and the mountain wind blows, carrying the laughter of the people and the fragrance of the food into the distance. As mandarin ducks, they live a worry-free and happy life, which makes others envious.

And the tree at the door of Ye Bihuang's hometown in the shantytown, I don't know when, it has grown from a small sapling into a towering tree, tall and straight, with lush branches.