Chapter 1912

Xinya looks at him and finally goes to the kitchen in silence.

She didn't want to call the police or tell the young lady, but they were already so busy, so she didn't want to worry them.

Ye Cong got up and went to the kitchen door to follow him. Looking at Xinya's skillful cooking, "your sister's name is Xinmiao, your brother's name is Xinying. Your father won't call Xingen, will he?"

"How do you know?" Xinya looks shocked, as if she is shocked at Ye Cong's guess.

Ye Cong

This child is really not so naive.

The family are real people.

Out of place with his world.

Looking at such a straightforward person, he always felt that he would pull her to the point where she was doomed. But every time he looked into her eyes, he could not help but want to get close to the girl.

Ye Cong suddenly wants to laugh. He's nearly 30 years old and has never seen a woman.

But the 18-year-old girl again and again let him pay attention, let him pay attention.

Xinya quickly makes three dishes and one soup. Ye Cong asks her to sit down and eat together. Xinya shakes her head. She is afraid of him.

"Come and have dinner with me, and I'll help you with your lines." Ye Cong laughs. He doesn't know when he needs to cheat a little girl in this way.

Yes, the lines.

Someone must recite lines faster than one person.

So Xinya quickly went back to the living room, took the script, put it down in front of Ye Cong, and then sat down.

Ye Cong

So does he think the days are too boring?

Looking at his face, Xinya thought that he had suddenly changed his mind and said, "you promised me. You can't go back on your promise."

Ye Cong feels that he seems to have lifted a stone and smashed himself in the foot.

"I must recite well today, or I will waste a day's time of teacher Ding and the crew tomorrow, which is very bad." Xinya droops her little head with loss.

She didn't get angry that she was scolded so miserably today. She only cared that because of her, everyone also wasted time.

What is the structure of this woman?

Ye Cong is really strange. In his world, there are only two kinds of people, one is what he can use, the other is strangers.

"Don't you get angry when Ding Junqi scolds you so much today?" Ye Cong is curious.

Xinya looked up, a pair of big eyes with puzzled, "why should I be angry? It's because I did wrong and I delayed everyone's time. Mr. Ding is willing to tell me what's wrong. I'm very grateful to him, and Mr. Ding scolds me because he is too serious about things. I know that."

Xinya said, with a little blush on her face.

Ding Junqi is very gentle when talking to her before she leaves.

Ye Cong chuckled with his job. "You don't like that Ding Junqi, do you?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Xinya suddenly cried out, feeling that there is no silver here.

Ye Cong spat to himself. How can this feel wrong?

Frightened by Ye Cong's reaction, Xinya subconsciously shrinks her shoulder and whispers, "I know. Miss Ding likes Miss Lotte. I know."

It's pitiful to say that.

The anger in Ye Cong's heart seems to be growing. Why did he come to see this woman?

Is there nothing to look for?

Angry!