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Yin Tangmo also looked at his sister speechlessly. She had a proud and arrogant princess look to her, but it seemed that she was still angry at the wooden fish.

"Xi Xi, if the wooden fish comes again, you can hide in the room."

"Why?" Yin Ximo looked at her godlike brother with unwillingness.

"Because I don't want to see you." Yin Tangmo snorted, and entered the room.

Yin Ximo's eyes were filled with tears, he bit his lips, looking as though he had been wronged.

Yin Tianhan immediately pulled her into his arms. "Xi Xi, Daddy will take you out to play, okay?"

Yin Ximo did not speak, he stared at Yin Tangmo as he entered the room and closed the door.

Yan Nuo, who was at the side, couldn't help but sigh. She similarly lovingly and pitifully wiped away the tears that had fallen from the corner of Yin Ximo's eyes as she consoled, "Xi, Big Brother didn't do it on purpose. Don't be angry."

Yin Ximo tilted Yin Tianhan's embrace, his eyes red.

Yin Tianhan couldn't help but laugh, when Xi Xi was crying she was already similar to a little beauty.

With tears and rain, his eyes were like shooting stars. She had Yan Nuo's image on her body, but her eyes were similar to his. Her lips were pursed into a smile, which was not a smile.

"What are you thinking about?" Yan Nuo took Yin Ximo's hand and asked.

"I was thinking that when the child grows up, we can properly enjoy our lives."

Yan Nuo acknowledged: "I hope that TangTang and Xi Xi can quickly grow up." Part Two: This is a story about Ding Ding and TangTang growing up, the story of my previous life's entanglement continues here, behind it are many unsolved mysteries in the first part, everyone continued to look down patiently, the same world, different and wonderful.

Seven years later.

City B.

On a rainy night, a black Cadillac pulled up in front of a coffee shop with soothing music.

A man in black walked out of the car. His face was stern and his lips were slightly raised. He stood in front of the café door and looked inside.

Seeing that business was at hand, a waiter carrying a list of items hurried over.

"Hello sir, how many people can I help you with?" The waiter's voice was extremely gentle, as if it was the voice of nature.

The man frowned. "Myself."

The man's voice didn't seem warm at all, the busy waiter slowly raised his head.

The moment she saw the man, her jaw dropped in shock.

It … It's actually him …

The person who entered was around 20 years old. His eyes emitted a faint light in the darkness. He found a seat near the window and sat down, staring blankly at the pouring rain outside.

The waiter looked at the side of his face, his heart pounding.

"A latte." The man said lightly.

Out of the corner of his eye, the little girl beside him kept staring at him.

He smiled as if he didn't find it strange. He had seen a lot of girls like this.

But he was not interested.

Soon, a steaming cup of latte was served. The man had no intention of drinking it. The music in the coffee shop seemed to carry a hidden bitterness as it told a sad and beautiful story.

The waitress at the side also stared blankly at the man sitting next to the window. That silhouette made her somewhat infatuated.

"Have you seen enough?" The man didn't reply, but said so coldly.

The waitress lowered her head in embarrassment. She was too rude. You shouldn't look at him like this.

He turned around and was about to leave when the man called out to her, "Come here."

Her heart was beating even faster. She was slightly nervous, and her body was trembling.

The man looked at the waiter in confusion. Although many girls would lose their composure when they saw him, they shouldn't be like this girl.

"Come here." he repeated.

The waitress gritted her teeth, lowered her head, and walked over.

The man looked up. She looked a little green in her professional clothes.

"You know me?" he asked flatly.

She nodded her head slowly. "You must be the owner of the company nearby."

Her voice was still very soft and pleasant to hear.

The man suddenly smiled. He was lying on the chair behind him, the coffee in his hand slowly steaming.

"I don't think I've been to your store before, but you know me?"

The man seemed surprised. The woman still had her head down, her face burning. She didn't dare to raise her head.

"Oh, I saw you in the newspaper."

In the entire B City, there should be many people who liked him and wanted to become his woman. However, he was not interested.

When he was almost done with his coffee, he stood up, paid the bill, and prepared to leave.

"Wait." The waitress stopped him.

"Is there anything else?" He had been busy the whole day and had just finished settling the company's matters. Looking at the time, it was already 11 PM.

Recently, he began to lose sleep, tossing and turning. He was calculating the date. It was still three months away from the day they met.

The waitress had already taken off her work clothes and changed into ordinary clothes. The man gazed at her for a long time before turning his head. "I didn't expect that you would still be so pretty."

She was a little shy, and there was excitement in her eyes that could not be hidden. However, she knew the distance between them.

"I, I just wanted to …" She stammered, not knowing what to say.

"If you're okay, I'm going back to bed."

She quickly said, "No, I think you can …" After hesitating for a moment, she finally said, "Take me home."

The man was stunned and looked at her with disdain. Wasn't this excuse too child's play?

Even though she knew what he was thinking, even though she could clearly feel the mockery in his eyes, she braced herself and said, "It's getting late, I think …"

The man smirked. "Let's go." As he spoke, he got into the brand-new black car.

She gritted her teeth and followed him.

The rain outside was getting heavier, and she opened the door and slipped inside.

The man didn't even look at her. She knew this would happen, but all she wanted was to stay with him for one more minute, even if it was just one more minute.

The man slowly drove the car. Inside the car, there were a few sad CDs.

She secretly raised her head from her seat at the back.

His back was broad and broad, and she could just make out the side of his face from the angle she was sitting at.

The outline hadn't changed, but it had become clearer.

"Do you like me?" The man suddenly asked.

"Ah, no, no." She denied it hastily.

"In that case, why are you in my car?" The man said without any trace of politeness.

"I …" She didn't know how to explain it.

"I've seen thick-skinned people before, but I've never seen anyone as thick-skinned as you."

Her body was trembling. How could he say such words?