250: C250 I Don't Want to

C250 I Don't Want to

Bai Youyou still wanted to reject but Lin Yuzhen pursed her lips and went downstairs. She quickly brought a bowl of ginger soup up and held it with both hands in front of Bai Youyou.

"Drink it. "

Ye Mingchen's low and irresistible voice sounded. Bai Youyou looked at his knife-like cold face and sneered in her heart.

"That's right. If you drink the ginger soup, it will prevent you from getting cold. Elder Sister Youyou, you can drink it. "

Bai Youyou's brows slightly sunk. She was indeed treating the younger sister of the person she loved. Even the bowl of ginger soup was reluctant to let her go.

She took the ginger soup and placed it to the side. Lin Yuzhen displayed a sweet smile to her and Bai Youyou swept a glance and pretended not to see it.

Lin Yuzhen stopped when she saw it was good and quietly walked out of the study.

Only Bai Youyou and Ye Mingchen were left in the study room.

Ye Mingchen was working while she was playing games. She had a strange sense of warmth.

"Why don't you drink?"

Ye Mingchen suddenly asked. He looked at the ginger soup next to Bai Youyou's hand and then looked at Bai Youyou's black professional attire. He could not help but frown. In this kind of weather, there were indeed fewer clothes to wear.

Jiang Tang was a good item for resisting the cold. It would always be better to drink it.

Bai Youyou's eyes had a hint of sarcasm. Under Ye Mingchen's gaze, she picked up Jiang Tang and drank a mouthful of it perfunctorily. Then, she put down the bowl and continued playing games.

Time passed. Very quickly, an hour later, the game passed.

Bai Youyou put Ye Mingchen's phone on the desk. When she withdrew her hand, she accidentally swept a few documents at the corner of the table and dropped them on the floor.

The documents were scattered on the floor and fell down together. There was also a pink notebook. Bai Youyou picked up the documents and finally went to pick up the notebook that was spread open on the ground.

This notebook was brought in by Lin Yuzhen last night.

She took another look and saw the content of the page that was opened.

[Mingchen took me to see his new car at dinner tonight. This is the first car he made. He said he wanted to give it to me. I'm so happy. ]

There were a few more words left. However, Bai Youyou did not want to look at it anymore. She closed the notebook and put the things that fell back onto the desk with a cold gaze.

"I will be leaving first. "

"En, good night. "

Ye Mingchen said lightly and Bai Youyou looked back. She did not answer and just left the study quickly.

Bai Youyou sat on the bed and recalled the words in the notebook. That sentence marked New Year's Day. She did not look carefully. It was a very common diary arrangement.

She bit her lip and said that she did not care about it was a lie. Just thinking about it made one know that it was Lin Yuge's diary.

As the person Ye Mingchen loved the most, there must be many beautiful memories in that pink book.

And she. . . Played an ugly role in the beautiful and profound love between Ye Mingchen and Lin Yuzhen.

Thoughts flew through her mind. She laid on the bed and looked at the dazzling chandelier before slowly closing her eyes.

The next morning, Bai Youyou got up and Nanny Wang, as usual, opened the door and waited there with a smile on her face.

"Young Madame, breakfast is ready. This is the clothes that Master Young Master Ye asked me to prepare for you. "

She placed the white cotton jacket in front of Bai Youyou and saw her frown and smile gently. "Young Master loves you. The weather is cold recently, so it is better to have more. "1

Indeed, it had snowed last night.

But it wasn't to the extent of wearing such a thick jacket, right?

Bai Youyou unconsciously took a step back. She remembered that when she was trying on clothes, this big cotton jacket looked like a ball on her body. . .

This kind of dressing was not suitable to go to work and was not serious enough.

"There is still no need. . . "

Bai Youyou said timidly and put on her slippers as she went downstairs to eat breakfast.

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