Chapter 1306 Eight O'clock, See You at the Old Place

Chapter 1306 Eight o'clock, see you at the old place

It was night, and there was an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks on the dining table of the He family villa.

The servants were actively preparing meals, and the He family brothers and sisters were sitting in the gazebo outside the courtyard and chatting.

He Yanyi pressed the phone's power button, and the screen flickered on and off, "I heard that A Yao and Yunhong don't plan to skip a grade, maybe...they won't enroll until our senior year."

"Oh." He Yanmo said absently and perfunctorily, "That's pretty good, and I can enjoy school life for a few more years."

He Yanyi stopped what she was doing, and looked sideways at the crystal chain hanging on her fingertips, "Where did you get the bracelet? It's ugly."

He Yanmo observed the movement in the living room from time to time, and when she heard this, her eyes narrowed slightly, "I did it."

"It's quite unique." He Yanyi blinked her eyes, and changed the subject on her own, "Is Yan Jin coming back tonight?"

He Yanmo caught a glimpse of the figure in the living room, and stood up slowly, "I don't know, Dad didn't say anything. But his boarding school can't ask for leave, so he probably won't be able to come back."

He Yanjin, their younger brother, is now twelve years old and studying at Nanyang Private Boarding High School.

After the words fell, He Yanmo walked into the living room first.

He Yanyi lit up the phone screen again, her handsome and clear eyes seemed to be hiding something unknown.

Not long after, he came to the unoccupied place in the backyard of the villa, touched his pocket, took out a cigarette from it, held it in his mouth, lit it, and his movements were so skillful that he didn't look like a novice.

A light mist overflowed from the corners of He Yanyi's lips, blurring the contours of his cheeks and the thoughts in his eyes.

On the other side, He Chen returned to the living room, and sat down beside Yin Mo, "Where's the child?"

"Outside." Yin Mo looked towards the stairs, "Why didn't Yibao come down?"

He Chen leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes and stretched his eyebrows, "Call."

Seeing that the man looked a little tired, Yin Mo got up and went around his back to massage his eye area, "This time Yibao is back, is he not leaving?"

"Let's go." He Chen took her hand and kissed it, "He has taken over the Shang family, and he can't stay in the country for more than half a year, and he must return to Pama regularly."

Yin Mo paused, and sighed wistfully, "It's hard work, he just turned eighteen, why don't you wait a few years before taking over the Shang family?"

"I can't wait anymore." He Chen folded his legs, took out a cigarette and put it to his lips, "The old man has limited energy, if Shang Yin doesn't pick it up, Li Qiao and Shaoyan will have to go back."

"Actually..." Yin Mo pulled her lips while massaging and said, "Qiaoqiao had already decided to go back to Pama with Lord Yan to take over the Shang family, and Yibao also knew about it."

He Chen pursed his thin lips, "You don't understand our godson. In Shaoyan's words, he's just too smart. He sees things too clearly at an older age, so he doesn't know who to follow."

Yin Mo smiled: "It's obviously casual and pretty."

He Chen looked back, and chose to remain silent without saying a word. Anyway, no matter what he said, he couldn't change Yin Mo's stubborn opinion.

...

Upstairs, at the end of the corridor, Shang Yin stood in front of the window for a moment after making a phone call.

The sun was setting, and the setting sun stretched the shadows on the ground obliquely.

A few seconds later, Shang Yin regained his composure and walked towards the stairs.

However, passing by the third-to-last room, the door opened a gap of ten centimeters, which also attracted Shang Yin's attention.

He stopped in his tracks, listened attentively, and then quickly flashed in the next moment.

The door was closed, and there was no one in the corridor, as if nothing had happened.

This is a storage room, used to store collections.

There was a small night light in the corner of the wall, and He Yanmo leaned against the wall, eating and sucking cold, her upturned eyes were flamboyant and bright.

At this time, Shang Yin stood in front of her with one hand in his pocket, the light from the corner fell on his face, and the outline was half-bright and half-dark.

He Yanmo looked at him, but smiled and said nothing.

Girls in the blooming season are the most beautiful and beautiful like spring, with a frown and a smile that is naturally agile.

Shang Yin looked at her with stars in his eyes, "Are you free tonight?"

"What time is it?"

"Eight o'clock, the old place."

He Yanmo sucked on the jelly, looked up at the ceiling, "I just started school recently, the University of Science and Technology has very strict management, and..."

Before she finished speaking, Shang Yin interrupted her softly, "Your gift is in my car, if you don't have time tonight..."

"Suddenly I have time, see you at eight."

He Yanmo stuffed the unfinished sucking jelly into Shang Yin's hand, then twisted the doorknob and peeped out, "I'll go out first, and you'll come back in half a minute... eh..."

Originally, He Yanmo planned to take the first step.

But as soon as he stepped out of the door, his elbow was pulled.

He Yanmo took two steps back, and her shoulder hit Shang Yin's chest.

At the end of August, the weather was still very hot, and they were all wearing thin coats. Even a slight friction could make He Yanmo feel Shang Yin's strong muscles and upright figure.

The gentle and smiling young man in my impression has become a restrained and steady man in just a few years.

In fact, he was only eighteen years old.

He Yanmo turned sideways, looked up at Shang Yin who was nearly 20 centimeters taller than her, "What's the matter?"

In the dark, Shang Yin's eyes were deep, and he tapped her collar lightly with his fingers, "Did you not wear the jade pendant?"

He Yanmo touched her neck subconsciously, and quickly explained: "The red string is broken, and it's in the schoolbag."

Shang Yin was quiet for a moment, then grabbed her earlobe, "Got it, you go first."

He Yanmo still doesn't know the origin and meaning of that jade pendant.

Her childhood memories are blurred, she only knows that the jade pendant was given to her by brother Yin.

He Yanmo tiptoed out the door like a thief, until the door was closed again, Shang Yin called again, "Qing Lei, send my suitcase to the sea view apartment before eight o'clock."

...

After dinner, before half past seven, Shang Yin got up to say goodbye.

He Chen sent him out, before the villa path, he reminded: "Ayin, don't forget what I said."

"Don't worry, godfather."

He Chen patted him on the shoulder, "Drive carefully, call if you have something to do."

After Shang Yin left, He Chen stood on the spot and watched the headlights drifting away, then turned around and looked at the gazebo on the left, "Daughter, your hair is showing."

He Yanmo flicked her ponytail and leaned out from behind the gazebo, "Hi, Dad."

"What do you want to do furtively?"

He Yanmo pursed her lips, "There's no sneaking around. I saw you and brother Yin whispering when I just went out. I hid to avoid disturbing you."

He Chen walked in front of her and rubbed her head vigorously, "My daughter is still sensible."

To be reasonable, a man as shrewd as He Chen would never have imagined that one day he would stumble over his precious daughter.

If the smartest He Yanjin was present, there was a high probability that he would laugh at his father and be fooled by his sister.

After all, He Yanmo was a little baby who was held in the palm of He Chen's hands and grew up pampered. He would suspect and plot against everyone, but he obeyed and doted on his daughter.

In short, no matter what the daughter says, the father will not doubt him.