It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

When Yuan Yuhe is not smiling, he looks very much like his father, serious, calm, restrained and charismatic.

After all, now he has taken over the Huo family alone, and he also has to manage a group of passionate regional bosses.

It’s impossible not to manage your expressions.

It's not okay to laugh and laugh all day long.

Over time, he turned into this cold expression.

However, at this moment, thinking of the scene back then, the corners of Yuan Yuhe's lips rarely softened.

It made him a little more humane.

The airport announcement sounded, reminding him that people on this flight were about to board the plane.

He quickly closed his notebook and packed his simple luggage onto the plane.

Holding the ticket in hand, he couldn't help but feel excited, he was finally going to meet the person he had been thinking about day and night.

In fact, he has been a trapeze artist many times in the past three years.

During holidays, such as Valentine's Day, Christmas, Chinese Valentine's Day, etc., he would fly to country K.

Go and squat in front of Lu Xinyu's school.

See if you can reach someone from a distance.

The Lu family arranged for her to attend a tightly guarded university. Outsiders cannot enter, and it is difficult for students inside to come out during non-weekends.

Sometimes the holidays did not fall on the weekend, so he could only stand at the door and listen to the goings on in the school from a distance, watching the situation in the school, imagining that she was smiling and talking to her classmates inside, feeling the Breathe the same air as her.

Sometimes, when he got tired of standing, he would sit on the round marble ball in front of the school and smoke.

From time to time, women from country K would ask him for their contact information.

He even said the word "go away".

The assistant flies with him all the year round, and often says in private, why would the Prince of Jiangcheng come here and squat if he doesn't do anything good?

He doesn't have the image of a big boss at all.

How can we manage that group of people once word spreads?

Thinking that his longing for so many years was about to come true, Yuan Yuhe's pace became a little faster.

After boarding the plane, he saw the girl sitting in the seat from a distance. She was wearing rimless glasses, an off-white diamond-shaped plaid dark pattern sweater and jeans. Her hair was hanging down naturally, and she looked like a well-behaved intellectual. appearance.

If I have to say that the little girl is different from before, it is that she is more mature, and the charm of a woman has been revealed, and she is no longer the youthful look before.

He seemed to like it more.

He once asked his dad why he liked his mom.

His dad said that he probably fell in love with it the first time he saw it, without much reason.

The pleasure secreted in your heart will make you want to get close to the other person.

This is probably the purest form of love.

Perhaps influenced by his father, he confirmed his feelings very early.

When Lu Xinyu was fifteen years old.

It also starts from that natural heartbeat.

He is different from Lu Shiye.

Although he had settled on Lu Xinyu early and joked that he wanted Lu Xinyu to be his wife, such jokes usually stopped in the first or second grade of elementary school.

At that time, boys began to have a vague understanding of the opposite sex, and felt that boys and girls should not get too close.

But his approach was completely different from Lu Shiye.

Lu Shiye tried his best to avoid Duan Li'er, but he took care of Lu Xinyu like a younger sister.

He felt that Lu Xinyu was the person he wanted to be his wife from the novel, so naturally he had to take more care of her.

As a boy, even if you don't marry, you still have to be a decent older brother.

Because of this idea, the two got closer.

When adolescence was over, the intense interaction between the two of them added fuel to the excitement, and it suddenly started a prairie fire, burning him to death.

Yuan Yuhe walked over restrainedly and sat down.

Lu Xinyu was reading a book when someone sat down on the seat next to her. When she was about to say hello out of politeness, her eyes touched a familiar face and her heart skipped a beat.

The distance between the two people is extremely close. The man's face has sharp edges and hard lines, dark skin, neat short hair, and deep side profile, showing a sense of sophistication gained through years of experience.

He raised his hand to tug on his tie and loosened the top button of his collar. His brows were furrowed, revealing a tired and broken feeling.

Perhaps sensing that he was being stared at, the man suddenly opened his eyes.

Just meeting her eyes like this made her heart shudder again.

All the fragmented, struggling, and hard-to-bury memories of the past came flooding back in just a moment.