Ye Qing’s name was obtained by Ye’s father and was taken from the word “Qingcheng”.
This is the father’s love and pride for his daughter, who will definitely look beautiful in the future.
Where does Ye’s father know that this name also confirms his daughter’s unforgettable love.
The 17-year-old Ye Qin has a character very simr to that of his father Ye when he was young. He is not afraid of heaven or earth.
The mixed-race girl is beautiful, but the leaf inclination is more like the leaf father.
This oriental appearance is unique in the school.
There is an endless stream of suitors.
Mother Ye has not been in good health since she gave birth to the leafy tilt.
After so many years, I finally couldn’t bear it.
Ye Qin was 18 years old and his mother died.
Song Liancheng was thousands of miles away. At his father’s orders, he set foot on Country Y and hurried to attend the funeral.
It is also the first time I have seen the leaf tilt.
The origin of Song’s father and Ye’s father originated more than 20 years ago.
At that time, the two were friends.
When Ye’s father married Ye’s mother, Song also attended the wedding.
Only this time, it turned into a funeral.
The old man was not in good health and was not suitable for the long journey, so he sent his favorite son to take his ce.
Song Liancheng was dressed in a ck suit, tall and straight, and handsome in appearance.
After the condolences, he loosened his tie and prepared to go outside to rx.
Such asions are too depressing.
He is more suitable for night games that are full of money.
If it had not been for his father’s words, he would never havee.
At a corner, there is a small garden in front of us.
Song Liancheng narrowed his eyes and looked at a petite figure squatting not far away.
She was dressed in a ck dress with a small white flower pinned to her sideburns.
Walking a few steps forward, I vaguely heard the girl sobbing and crying.
Song Liancheng spected that this should be the daughter of Ye Yangtian, called Ye Qin.
It was not very good toe forward tofort. Song Liancheng turned around and was about to leave.
As soon as I took a step, I heard the voice of the leaves tilting high behind me: “Who are you?”
The footsteps paused and Song Liancheng turned back, “Hello.”
Leaf tilted his eyes straight and looked at him stupefied.
The timing of the meeting was really not good.
Don’t open your face, leaf tilt stubborn voice: “who let you eaves on me cry!”
In front of everyone, including her father, she did not shed a tear.
Now a strange man hears her crying.
“Er…” Stall hand, Song Liancheng face show helpless, “I didn’t mean it, I just came out for some air. If you don’t want to, I can pretend not to hear.”
“You clearly heard it, how can you pretend not to hear it!” Leaves tilted frowned, displeased refutation.
This young girl speaks Chinese well.
The words are correct and the voice is clear.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g
It seems that Ye Yangtian has not made less efforts.
If it weren’t for the mixed-race temperament of Ye Qin’s appearance, Song Liancheng really thought that this was a little girl who had been mixed up in 49 cities since childhood.
“Then what do you want? I heard it, and you cried.”
Leaf pour gas eyes stare round, just want to say something, see Song Liancheng behind, someone came.
“Little leaf, why are you here? Your father is looking for you,e with me quickly.”
Leaf tilt bite lip, quickly wiped Song Liancheng side ran away.
After the man, before the corner, she still didn’t hold back and looked back.
At the end of the funeral, Song Liancheng was supposed to return home immediately, but Song’s old man meant to let him stay and help Ye Yangtian deal with the follow-up for a few days.
Ye Yangtian has only one daughter, Ye Qin, who is still young.
His wife suddenly left like this. I’m afraid he won’t be able to recover for a while.
In this way, Song Liancheng stayed at the Ye family.
Ye Yangtian and Ye Qian live on the second floor. He lives in the guest room on the first floor.
It’s not a bed choice, but on the first night, it’s really hard to sleep.
Song Liancheng got up and was ready to go outside.
It was in the garden again, and I met the leaf tilt again.
Again, what’s the matter, Song Liancheng also felt like a joke.
Quietly to leave, but listen to the leaf tilt open: “Can you grow flowers?”
Did she find him?
This time, it is not to go, it seems to be wrong to stay.
Hesitated, Song Liancheng coughed softly and turned around, “nting flowers?”