If you follow the trail, you must marry, the female president is relying on me

Chapter 67 is great. (Seek to follow up)
Hang up.

"Hey……"

Fang Yun looked at himself in the mirror in the bedroom, looked at his messy hair, and scratched it. Gradually, some memories of last night came back intermittently.
Halo, Fang Yun patted his forehead, I really called Sister Yi Ren's father, Ming Yi's current chairman Lao Qin?I still want to buy?Her dad, he shouldn't be angry, right?Sister Yiren's father has a big belly, isn't he?
Fang Yun also had a little understanding of Qin's father, who was not very familiar with him before, but his fear did not let go. Because he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have said in front of so many people that he earned money to marry a wife .This is a shame!
After 10 minutes, Fang Yun struggled for a long time, and finally walked out of Sister Yi Ren's boudoir.

In the living room, a middle-aged aunt was busy in the kitchen. When she heard Fang Yun's footsteps, she hurriedly got up, "Mr. Fang, are you up?"

"Ah, Aunt Mei is getting up, are you busy?" Fang Yun was a little absent-minded.

Aunt Mei smiled and said, "Miss ordered, I will make you some side dishes to sober up and warm your stomach."

Aunt Mei is an old man of the Qin family. Qin Yiren occasionally lives in the city center and does not go back to the old house. She needs someone to take care of her here. It was delivered early.

It's so sweet, Fang Yun felt warm.

Aunt Mei's hands were quick, and she quickly finished the meal. After Fang Yun ate it, he also took the initiative to clean up the dishes and the kitchen.

Then I sat and chatted with Aunt Mei for a while, when Aunt Mei's phone rang, and a driver came to pick her up and go back to the old house.

A simple farewell.

Fang Yun was the only one left in the huge apartment.

He was lying on the sofa, and instead of going home by car immediately, he took out his phone nervously. He was still a little embarrassed and didn't dare to make a call. He just found that familiar avatar on the chat software.

Fang Yun: "Is sister Yiren busy?"

"Yeah." He was busy talking, but the reply was not slow, "In the old house, see grandpa."

I heard from Sister Yiren that her grandfather is still there, over 90 years old, and Aunt Wu Qian didn't come for her birthday last time because she was old and inconvenient.

Fang Yun: "Oh, if you have something to do, then sister Yiren, you should do it first."

"It's nothing serious. My mother asked me to play mahjong with me, hehe." Qin Yiren asked her family to give her a seat while chatting, and went upstairs to her bedroom in the old house after saying a word. , "What's the matter, Xiaofang? Is there something wrong?"

Fang Yun gulped down a sip of water, "That's right. Sister Yiren, if I lost my temper and said something strange yesterday, don't take it to heart."

Qin Yiren smiled, "What did you say? Didn't you say it just now? My parents were quite happy last night."

It's not parents, Fang Yun recalled it just now, although his memory is a bit fuzzy, he still vaguely remembers that he talked about marrying a wife last night.

But looking at sister Yi Ren's reaction, it seems that she didn't pay much attention to his words, did she?
Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, sister Yiren, I won't bother you anymore, you are busy and you are busy."

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat and eat."

"I called Aunt Mei. Aunt Mei praised you just now, Xiao Fang. Well, my uncle teacher, parents and elders all like you very much."

Fang Yun listened to say this, don't say it, he was quite satisfied in his heart,

Dad Qin Ming played a few times in the position of Yiren, and he didn't want to play anymore, so he came up to call Yiren, and Qin Yiren responded, "Okay, let's stop talking, Xiaofang, don't be polite to me, just be yourself Home, don’t leave in the afternoon if you’re still dizzy, just rest at my house, call me if you need anything, understand?”

"Okay." Fang Yun's heart warmed.

Sitting on the sofa, I was speechless. I felt too smug. Ever since I met Yi Ren, this elder sister has taken care of her. She can think about him in everything, and she is thoughtful in every aspect. How about saying elder sister?
And it's this kind of goodness that makes Fang Yun want to fall into it inexplicably. At the beginning, he was quite rational and handled the relationship between the two of them very well. Have you talked about the feeling of a sweet love with someone?

I don't think too much about it, what does Sister Yiren think of herself?Is it really the attitude towards her savior and younger brother?But she doesn't just seem to be treating her younger brother. Last night on stage, all those little eyes and little movements were aimed at him?
Fang Yun was entangled and happy at the same time, and his mood was extremely complicated.

1 minute has passed...

10 minute has passed...

Fang Yun couldn't fall asleep either. He was staying at Sister Yiren's house, and he didn't want to leave now. He turned on the TV and turned it on silent. Guessing, secondly, it was a big sister before, and he said that he regarded her as his own sister, Fang Yun was a little annoyed, can't Yiren sister also treat himself as his own brother?As if he was his own younger brother, what Sister Yiren did to take care of him made sense.
I can't think about it, I can't think about it.

Fang Yun stood up from the sofa restlessly, rubbing his hands hesitantly, trying to find something to do.By the way, let's clean up the house for Sister Yiren, she worked so hard yesterday to let me sleep in her house, so I should do something myself, it's useless to think so much, you have to act.

I did it when I thought of it, and didn't care that my head was still a little swollen. I rolled up my sleeves and ran to the kitchen to clean the table and range hood for her house.Sister Yiren, ninety-nine percent of the time she doesn't know how to do housework by herself, so someone must help clean up. The table and everything are clean, but the range hood is a little dirty.

Fang Yun has lived alone for a long time. He has never hired someone to wash the range hood, and he disassembles it all by himself, so he is very good at doing it.

After finishing this, Fang Yun went to the bathroom to rinse the mop again, wiped the floor of her house, and the window as well. He took the rag and newspaper, climbed up the window and began to tidy up. The old quilt cover and pillowcase were removed and replaced with new ones in the cabinet. Even the clothes in the washing machine in the toilet, which should have been changed yesterday and had not had time to wash, were washed together.

The room is too big. Although it should be cleaned frequently, it is not considered dirty, but Fang Yun has been busy for three hours, sweating profusely from exhaustion, but his heart is very full.

05:30 in the afternoon.

Fang Yun squatted in front of the shoe cabinet in the hallway, polishing the last pair of black high-heeled shoes of Sister Yiren, creaking, and the door opened behind.

Qin Yiren who came out of the house snorted, "Xiao Fang, what are you doing? Why are you squatting at the door?"

Hearing the sound, Fang Yun quickly turned his head, looking up from the bottom of the big white leg, it was Qin Yiren who had returned.

(End of this chapter)