Chapter 283
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The chopsticks in yeyufan's hand just picked up a small crystal bag. When he heard the ring of the mobile phone, he hurriedly stuffed the bag into his mouth and emptied a hand with two cheeks to answer the phone, "hello?"
On the phone, Han Zhenzhen's bright and cheerful tone, "Dear Fanfan, I miss you so much. I can't get through to you for almost a month, which almost scared my soul! Later, my brother told me that you were in a bad mood. You went to your hometown and just returned to Tongcheng... Cough, I miss you now. Come quickly. I'll wait for you in the blue sky cafe and introduce my boyfriend I just decided to meet you."
Han Zhenzhen doesn't miss her anymore. It's obviously to show off her new boyfriend.
Yeyufan reluctantly glanced, "do you miss me or are you busy showing a man in front of me?"
"Mainly miss you, followed by show..." Han Zhenzhen was not angry after listening to ye Yufan's little complaint, and laughed, "fan fan, come quickly, see you in half an hour."
With that, without waiting for ye Yufan's reply, he happily hung up the phone.
This product hasn't been seen for more than a month. It's really, as always, crisp and neat.
Ye Yufan holds his mobile phone and smiles.
Thinking that Ji Jing'an went to work in the company, she stayed in her apartment and did nothing in the daytime. Watching TV was boring. Anyway, she was about to grow grass. Go.
The weather at the end of April is full of heat waves, and it will soon be summer when women wear cool clothes.
After breakfast, ye Yufan went back to her bedroom, changed into a more formal sleeveless dress, walked out of the apartment with a small satchel of the same color, stopped a taxi at the intersection of the street and went straight to the blue sky cafe.
After getting off the bus, ye Yufan stood outside the carriage and handed the fare to the driver. He turned to go. His eyes suddenly fixed on Mo Yurou, who had just come out of a shopping mall about ten meters in front, and the middle-aged lady he had seen in the hospital last time.
Mo Yurou didn't know what hit her. She lost a big circle, her face was pale, her eyes were distracted, and there was no focus. In the past, there was less than 20% of her exquisite and elegant temperament. The whole person looked like an empty eggplant made of frost. She was so weak that she seemed to fall down when a gust of wind blew past.
The middle-aged lady, with a loving expression on her face, lowered her head and didn't know what to say, helped Mo Yurou down the steps.
Obviously, it must be mo Yurou's mother.
Last time I saw the middle-aged woman, I just glanced at her. This time, yeyufan really saw her face, willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, fair complexion and slightly round figure. It was obvious that she was a noble lady who lived in honor.
But these are not the key points. What surprised ye Yufan most is that compared with her facial features alone, middle-aged women have six or seven similarities with herself
If she gets fatter and her face is rounded by two points, the similarity of six or seven points can reach eight or nine points.
Mo Yurou's mother and daughter didn't notice the movement here. They stood at the intersection of the street over there and waited for the driver to drive over. They got in and left gracefully.
Ye Yufan frowned and thought for a few seconds. Instead of rushing into the cafe, he found a quiet place and called Ye Zhenyuan, "Dad, how are you? I want to ask you something. When I was shopping, I saw a woman who looked like me. She was about 50 years old. Would she be my mother's sister or something? In fact, I saw her once before, in the hospital..."
"Oh, wait a minute. I'll send you her picture. Yes, I'll send your wechat."
When ye Zhenyuan, who was sitting in the back garden of his hometown to taste tea, received ye Yufan's call, he began to feel uneasy. When Didi's voice came from wechat, it prompted him to receive the picture sent by his daughter, and his legs trembled and stood unstable. He fell into a mahogany rocking chair, and his face changed dramatically. The turbid old eyes coagulated the lady in the picture, and his face was unpredictable.
At that moment, yezhenyuan seemed to be ten years old in a second, and his half white hair became more gray. After thinking for a long time, he called yeyufan, and his lips trembled, "Fanfan, your mother died when you were six years old. She is an only child without any brothers and sisters. The woman you sent is not anyone. She has nothing to do with you..."
Soon he added a disguised explanation, "it's not surprising that China has a huge population and more people with similar looks."
"Dad's right. There's nothing else. I hung up."
After listening to his father's explanation, ye Yufan thought it was the same truth. Maybe she was too worried. There have been many things happening recently. As soon as the wind blows, she thought it was the grass moving. It's too much fuss.
That's Mo Yurou's mother, who has nothing to do with her eight poles.
He shook his head mockingly. Yeyufan opened the sand glass door of the cafe and walked in. Just two steps later, he saw Han Zhenzhen stand up, raise his two arms and shout, "Fanfan, honey, here, I'm here, come here!"
Talking, the goods even left their position and ran to pull people.
Night Yufan was dragged by her staggering on high heels. She wanted to ask Han Zhenzhen whether she was so happy because she was 100% satisfied with the new man. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a man standing in front, smiling, with one hand in the suit trouser bag and the other hand holding the mobile phone. He looked very handsome and looked at it carefully, But there is a faint feminine breath, which is not as harmless as it seems on the surface.
In a cold heart, ye Yufan had a sense of vigilance. As soon as he was pulled down by Han Zhenzhen, he heard the man introduce himself politely with a smile. "Hello, Miss ye, I'm Fang qunshui. I often hear Zhenzhen mention you. Seeing is better than hearing. Miss Ye is more beautiful than what Zhenzhen said."
Ye Yufan smiled, but there was a trace of exploration in the bottom of his eyes. After playing with Han Zhenzhen for a while, he raised his head and nodded to the other party, "Mr. Fang, you praise me too much. I'm a very ordinary woman. I heard that you work in the entertainment industry. I'm very curious. How did you know Zhenzhen?"
"Well... Cough, it's better for Zhenzhen to tell you." Fang qunshui glanced at ye Yufan very covertly. His eyes made ye Yufan feel that he was not looking at her, but looking at another person through her, which made her very uncomfortable.
The purpose of this man in the mixed entertainment circle to contact Han Zhenzhen must be not simple. Ye Yufan even has a very unpleasant illusion. In fact, Fang qunshui uses Han Zhenzhen to contact himself.
As the night feather fan of Scorpio, intuition has always been more accurate.
She frowned and looked at Fang qunshui quietly. She was sure she had never seen this man and didn't know him, but there was a secret hostility in his eyes. It didn't seem to be completely aimed at her. What was it for?
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The chopsticks in yeyufan's hand just picked up a small crystal bag. When he heard the ring of the mobile phone, he hurriedly stuffed the bag into his mouth and emptied a hand with two cheeks to answer the phone, "hello?"
On the phone, Han Zhenzhen's bright and cheerful tone, "Dear Fanfan, I miss you so much. I can't get through to you for almost a month, which almost scared my soul! Later, my brother told me that you were in a bad mood. You went to your hometown and just returned to Tongcheng... Cough, I miss you now. Come quickly. I'll wait for you in the blue sky cafe and introduce my boyfriend I just decided to meet you."
Han Zhenzhen doesn't miss her anymore. It's obviously to show off her new boyfriend.
Yeyufan reluctantly glanced, "do you miss me or are you busy showing a man in front of me?"
"Mainly miss you, followed by show..." Han Zhenzhen was not angry after listening to ye Yufan's little complaint, and laughed, "fan fan, come quickly, see you in half an hour."
With that, without waiting for ye Yufan's reply, he happily hung up the phone.
This product hasn't been seen for more than a month. It's really, as always, crisp and neat.
Ye Yufan holds his mobile phone and smiles.
Thinking that Ji Jing'an went to work in the company, she stayed in her apartment and did nothing in the daytime. Watching TV was boring. Anyway, she was about to grow grass. Go.
The weather at the end of April is full of heat waves, and it will soon be summer when women wear cool clothes.
After breakfast, ye Yufan went back to her bedroom, changed into a more formal sleeveless dress, walked out of the apartment with a small satchel of the same color, stopped a taxi at the intersection of the street and went straight to the blue sky cafe.
After getting off the bus, ye Yufan stood outside the carriage and handed the fare to the driver. He turned to go. His eyes suddenly fixed on Mo Yurou, who had just come out of a shopping mall about ten meters in front, and the middle-aged lady he had seen in the hospital last time.
Mo Yurou didn't know what hit her. She lost a big circle, her face was pale, her eyes were distracted, and there was no focus. In the past, there was less than 20% of her exquisite and elegant temperament. The whole person looked like an empty eggplant made of frost. She was so weak that she seemed to fall down when a gust of wind blew past.
The middle-aged lady, with a loving expression on her face, lowered her head and didn't know what to say, helped Mo Yurou down the steps.
Obviously, it must be mo Yurou's mother.
Last time I saw the middle-aged woman, I just glanced at her. This time, yeyufan really saw her face, willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, fair complexion and slightly round figure. It was obvious that she was a noble lady who lived in honor.
But these are not the key points. What surprised ye Yufan most is that compared with her facial features alone, middle-aged women have six or seven similarities with herself
If she gets fatter and her face is rounded by two points, the similarity of six or seven points can reach eight or nine points.
Mo Yurou's mother and daughter didn't notice the movement here. They stood at the intersection of the street over there and waited for the driver to drive over. They got in and left gracefully.
Ye Yufan frowned and thought for a few seconds. Instead of rushing into the cafe, he found a quiet place and called Ye Zhenyuan, "Dad, how are you? I want to ask you something. When I was shopping, I saw a woman who looked like me. She was about 50 years old. Would she be my mother's sister or something? In fact, I saw her once before, in the hospital..."
"Oh, wait a minute. I'll send you her picture. Yes, I'll send your wechat."
When ye Zhenyuan, who was sitting in the back garden of his hometown to taste tea, received ye Yufan's call, he began to feel uneasy. When Didi's voice came from wechat, it prompted him to receive the picture sent by his daughter, and his legs trembled and stood unstable. He fell into a mahogany rocking chair, and his face changed dramatically. The turbid old eyes coagulated the lady in the picture, and his face was unpredictable.
At that moment, yezhenyuan seemed to be ten years old in a second, and his half white hair became more gray. After thinking for a long time, he called yeyufan, and his lips trembled, "Fanfan, your mother died when you were six years old. She is an only child without any brothers and sisters. The woman you sent is not anyone. She has nothing to do with you..."
Soon he added a disguised explanation, "it's not surprising that China has a huge population and more people with similar looks."
"Dad's right. There's nothing else. I hung up."
After listening to his father's explanation, ye Yufan thought it was the same truth. Maybe she was too worried. There have been many things happening recently. As soon as the wind blows, she thought it was the grass moving. It's too much fuss.
That's Mo Yurou's mother, who has nothing to do with her eight poles.
He shook his head mockingly. Yeyufan opened the sand glass door of the cafe and walked in. Just two steps later, he saw Han Zhenzhen stand up, raise his two arms and shout, "Fanfan, honey, here, I'm here, come here!"
Talking, the goods even left their position and ran to pull people.
Night Yufan was dragged by her staggering on high heels. She wanted to ask Han Zhenzhen whether she was so happy because she was 100% satisfied with the new man. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a man standing in front, smiling, with one hand in the suit trouser bag and the other hand holding the mobile phone. He looked very handsome and looked at it carefully, But there is a faint feminine breath, which is not as harmless as it seems on the surface.
In a cold heart, ye Yufan had a sense of vigilance. As soon as he was pulled down by Han Zhenzhen, he heard the man introduce himself politely with a smile. "Hello, Miss ye, I'm Fang qunshui. I often hear Zhenzhen mention you. Seeing is better than hearing. Miss Ye is more beautiful than what Zhenzhen said."
Ye Yufan smiled, but there was a trace of exploration in the bottom of his eyes. After playing with Han Zhenzhen for a while, he raised his head and nodded to the other party, "Mr. Fang, you praise me too much. I'm a very ordinary woman. I heard that you work in the entertainment industry. I'm very curious. How did you know Zhenzhen?"
"Well... Cough, it's better for Zhenzhen to tell you." Fang qunshui glanced at ye Yufan very covertly. His eyes made ye Yufan feel that he was not looking at her, but looking at another person through her, which made her very uncomfortable.
The purpose of this man in the mixed entertainment circle to contact Han Zhenzhen must be not simple. Ye Yufan even has a very unpleasant illusion. In fact, Fang qunshui uses Han Zhenzhen to contact himself.
As the night feather fan of Scorpio, intuition has always been more accurate.
She frowned and looked at Fang qunshui quietly. She was sure she had never seen this man and didn't know him, but there was a secret hostility in his eyes. It didn't seem to be completely aimed at her. What was it for?
The chopsticks in yeyufan's hand just picked up a small crystal bag. When he heard the ring of the mobile phone, he hurriedly stuffed the bag into his mouth and emptied a hand with two cheeks to answer the phone, "hello?"On the phone, Han Zhenzhen's bright and cheerful tone, "Dear Fanfan, I miss you so much. I can't get through to you for almost a month, which almost scared my soul! Later, my brother told me that you were in a bad mood. You went to your hometown and just returned to Tongcheng... Cough, I miss you now. Come quickly. I'll wait for you in the blue sky cafe and introduce my boyfriend I just decided to meet you."Han Zhenzhen doesn't miss her anymore. It's obviously to show off her new boyfriend.Yeyufan reluctantly glanced, "do you miss me or are you busy showing a man in front of me?""Mainly miss you, followed by show..." Han Zhenzhen was not angry after listening to ye Yufan's little complaint, and laughed, "fan fan, come quickly, see you in half an hour."With that, without waiting for ye Yufan's reply, he happily hung up the phone.This product hasn't been seen for more than a month. It's really, as always, crisp and neat.Ye Yufan holds his mobile phone and smiles.Thinking that Ji Jing'an went to work in the company, she stayed in her apartment and did nothing in the daytime. Watching TV was boring. Anyway, she was about to grow grass. Go.The weather at the end of April is full of heat waves, and it will soon be summer when women wear cool clothes.After breakfast, ye Yufan went back to her bedroom, changed into a more formal sleeveless dress, walked out of the apartment with a small satchel of the same color, stopped a taxi at the intersection of the street and went straight to the blue sky cafe.After getting off the bus, ye Yufan stood outside the carriage and handed the fare to the driver. He turned to go. His eyes suddenly fixed on Mo Yurou, who had just come out of a shopping mall about ten meters in front, and the middle-aged lady he had seen in the hospital last time.Mo Yurou didn't know what hit her. She lost a big circle, her face was pale, her eyes were distracted, and there was no focus. In the past, there was less than 20% of her exquisite and elegant temperament. The whole person looked like an empty eggplant made of frost. She was so weak that she seemed to fall down when a gust of wind blew past.The middle-aged lady, with a loving expression on her face, lowered her head and didn't know what to say, helped Mo Yurou down the steps.Obviously, it must be mo Yurou's mother.Last time I saw the middle-aged woman, I just glanced at her. This time, yeyufan really saw her face, willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, fair complexion and slightly round figure. It was obvious that she was a noble lady who lived in honor.But these are not the key points. What surprised ye Yufan most is that compared with her facial features alone, middle-aged women have six or seven similarities with herselfIf she gets fatter and her face is rounded by two points, the similarity of six or seven points can reach eight or nine points.Mo Yurou's mother and daughter didn't notice the movement here. They stood at the intersection of the street over there and waited for the driver to drive over. They got in and left gracefully.Ye Yufan frowned and thought for a few seconds. Instead of rushing into the cafe, he found a quiet place and called Ye Zhenyuan, "Dad, how are you? I want to ask you something. When I was shopping, I saw a woman who looked like me. She was about 50 years old. Would she be my mother's sister or something? In fact, I saw her once before, in the hospital...""Oh, wait a minute. I'll send you her picture. Yes, I'll send your wechat."When ye Zhenyuan, who was sitting in the back garden of his hometown to taste tea, received ye Yufan's call, he began to feel uneasy. When Didi's voice came from wechat, it prompted him to receive the picture sent by his daughter, and his legs trembled and stood unstable. He fell into a mahogany rocking chair, and his face changed dramatically. The turbid old eyes coagulated the lady in the picture, and his face was unpredictable.At that moment, yezhenyuan seemed to be ten years old in a second, and his half white hair became more gray. After thinking for a long time, he called yeyufan, and his lips trembled, "Fanfan, your mother died when you were six years old. She is an only child without any brothers and sisters. The woman you sent is not anyone. She has nothing to do with you..."Soon he added a disguised explanation, "it's not surprising that China has a huge population and more people with similar looks.""Dad's right. There's nothing else. I hung up."After listening to his father's explanation, ye Yufan thought it was the same truth. Maybe she was too worried. There have been many things happening recently. As soon as the wind blows, she thought it was the grass moving. It's too much fuss.That's Mo Yurou's mother, who has nothing to do with her eight poles.He shook his head mockingly. Yeyufan opened the sand glass door of the cafe and walked in. Just two steps later, he saw Han Zhenzhen stand up, raise his two arms and shout, "Fanfan, honey, here, I'm here, come here!"Talking, the goods even left their position and ran to pull people.Night Yufan was dragged by her staggering on high heels. She wanted to ask Han Zhenzhen whether she was so happy because she was 100% satisfied with the new man. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a man standing in front, smiling, with one hand in the suit trouser bag and the other hand holding the mobile phone. He looked very handsome and looked at it carefully, But there is a faint feminine breath, which is not as harmless as it seems on the surface.In a cold heart, ye Yufan had a sense of vigilance. As soon as he was pulled down by Han Zhenzhen, he heard the man introduce himself politely with a smile. "Hello, Miss ye, I'm Fang qunshui. I often hear Zhenzhen mention you. Seeing is better than hearing. Miss Ye is more beautiful than what Zhenzhen said."Ye Yufan smiled, but there was a trace of exploration in the bottom of his eyes. After playing with Han Zhenzhen for a while, he raised his head and nodded to the other party, "Mr. Fang, you praise me too much. I'm a very ordinary woman. I heard that you work in the entertainment industry. I'm very curious. How did you know Zhenzhen?""Well... Cough, it's better for Zhenzhen to tell you." Fang qunshui glanced at ye Yufan very covertly. His eyes made ye Yufan feel that he was not looking at her, but looking at another person through her, which made her very uncomfortable.The purpose of this man in the mixed entertainment circle to contact Han Zhenzhen must be not simple. Ye Yufan even has a very unpleasant illusion. In fact, Fang qunshui uses Han Zhenzhen to contact himself.As the night feather fan of Scorpio, intuition has always been more accurate.She frowned and looked at Fang qunshui quietly. She was sure she had never seen this man and didn't know him, but there was a secret hostility in his eyes. It didn't seem to be completely aimed at her. What was it for?
