2089: Friendship Never Changes

Friendship Never Changes

Not only was he taller, but he was much more mature. Even his eyes were steady.0

He was handsome, dashing, and tall. He pushed open the glass door of the cafe and walked in, attracting the gazes of countless young ladies along the way.

"You have good eyesight. You can tell at a glance that I'm ten centimeters taller." After not seeing her for a year and a half, Yang Heng thought that they would feel unfamiliar with each other. When she smiled at him, he knew that he was wrong.

There was no unfamiliarity, only the joy of good friends reuniting.

Song Zhiqiu, who came with him, was about to pull out a chair and sit opposite Ye Jian when Yang Heng pushed him into the seat.

"Brother, you're burning the bridge after crossing it! Without me, how could you have contacted Ye Jian?!" Song Zhiqiu staggered to his seat and complained to Ye Jian. "Ye Jian, my cousin, is not a kind person. You have to stay away from him.

"He just returned to the country last night. If my grandmother hadn't stopped him, he would have come to my house in the middle of the night to disturb me. The first thing he said to me when he came to visit me today was to tell me to quickly contact you. Now that he saw you, he pushed me away. How unethical is that!"

Instead of complaining, he wanted to tell Ye Jian how anxious his cousin was to see her.

Yang Heng and Ye Jian understood what he meant. After smiling at each other, Yang Heng patted his cousin on the shoulder and sighed. "My relationship with Ye Jian is not what you think. I have a girlfriend. Don't say anything that will cause my girlfriend to misunderstand."

"Song Zhiqiu, you don't have the potential to be a matchmaker." Ye Jian laughed. He misunderstood her relationship with Yang Heng when school started. "You don't even know that your cousin has a girlfriend. You're quite a failure as his younger cousin."

It was not until Song Zhiqiu saw the photo in Yang Heng's wallet that he truly believed that his cousin had no feelings for Ye Jian.

Yang Heng, who was drinking coffee, looked at his friend whom he had not seen for a year and a half. The smile on his handsome face was deep. He really had no feelings for Ye Jian from the beginning because… he knew his limits.

Ye Jian said that he had become mature, but so did she.

The high school girl who almost threw him over her shoulder in the past was even more outstanding than before. She vaguely revealed the dignity of a soldier. She did not sit crookedly like them. Her back was straight as if she was about to rush into the clouds.

His aura was even more astonishing. Even though she was dressed casually, no one dared to size her up. She had a natural military might.

Although her eyes were clear and cold, her brows were relaxed. It could be seen that she had been living a good life for the past year. It made sense. She was admitted to the school she yearned for. With her ability, she must have been like a fish in water. The school life there would naturally make her feel good.

This was the Ye Jian he knew. Ye Jian could shine no matter where she was. Ye Jian was exactly such a person… He still said the same thing. Ordinary people should be sensible and befriend her. They shouldn't think about wooing her.

Otherwise, they would make themselves very insecure!

"Why are you looking at me? Don't you recognize me?" Ye Jian returned the photo of his girlfriend and teased, "Don't say that I'm not as beautiful as your mixed-blood girlfriend. Otherwise, I'll be very embarrassed."

Yang Heng's girlfriend was a mixed-race beauty with deep facial features. She was half-Chinese. Not only was she beautiful, but she was also very elegant and recognizable. After Song Zhiqiu saw the photo, he sighed and said, "Cousin, your girlfriend is really beautiful."

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