The supreme master of the female president

Mingyun Tea House.

Yang Yitian parked the car outside and didn't go down immediately. Instead, he sat in the cab and stared at the dried noodles next to him, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, Yang Yitian exhaled, picked up the packaged noodles, got off the car and went straight to the tea box by the lake.

However, when Yang Yitian entered the tea room, he saw that there was no one there, only a cup of steaming tea placed on the huanghuali wood tea table.

Yang Yitian frowned, touched the steaming teacup, and judged that Liu Yanran was still here more than five minutes ago.

"Mr. Yang." At this moment, a beautiful female tea artist came over from a distance and bent slightly towards Yang Yitian.

"Where is she?" Yang Yitian asked in a deep voice.

"Miss Liu is in the back garden of the tea house. I'll take you there now." Nu Chayi smiled politely and made a gesture of invitation, signaling Yang Yitian to follow her.

Yang Yitian squinted his eyes, wondering what he was thinking, and immediately followed behind Nv Chayi, wanting to see what the hell Liu Yanran was up to.

Mingyun Tea House is very large, and it is located at the foot of the quiet mountain, away from the noise of the bustling city, the environment is particularly beautiful.

When Yang Yitian came to the back garden, he found that there was a lush bamboo forest, and the breeze gently swayed the green leaves, everything seemed so peaceful.

"Miss, Mr. Yang is here." The beautiful female tea artist led Yang Yitian to a pavilion, and said to Liu Yanran who was adjusting the chessboard in a low voice and respect.

Liu Yanran waved her hand and told Nu Chayi to leave, she looked at Yang Yitian with clear eyes and smiled lightly: "Yitian, we haven't played chess together for a long time, do you want to try it?"

Yang Yitian's face was slightly gloomy, and he recalled that when he and Liu Yanran were in love, they would often play Go while drinking hot tea in that quiet place that only belonged to each other, and talked about the peaceful and warm life in the future, just like the same For the fairy couple.

But now, time has passed, too many things have happened, and things have changed.

"I don't have much time to tell you everything you know." Yang Yitian whispered.

Liu Yanran chuckled lightly, picked up a white ball between two slender plain fingers, placed it in the center, and said smartly and softly: "It's your turn."

"Crack!" Yang Yitian's hands clenched into fists made a bone-cracking sound, his cold pupils looked directly at Liu Yanran, and said darkly, "I don't want to say it a second time."

Liu Yanran's calm eyes were like a pool of clear water, she gently picked up a sunspot, put it under the white one, and said with a self-conscious smile, "You should know how to do it like this."

"Bang!" Yang Yitian rushed forward and shattered the chessboard with a wave of his hand. The black and white chess pieces on the stone table fell all over the ground in an instant.

Regarding this ferocious scene, Liu Yanran had a smile on her lips, she didn't care at all, she looked at the dried noodles in Yang Yitian's hands with her phoenix eyes, and said softly: "Since you don't want to play chess, let me taste your chess first." Are you making noodles, I haven’t eaten it for more than two years.”

Yang Yitian's deep eyes flashed a ray of calmness, and he put the dried noodles he made by himself on the stone table in the gazebo.

Liu Yanran moved gently, picked up the chopsticks very gracefully, put them into her lips and chewed them carefully, while Yang Yitian stood upright, standing beside her with a calm expression.

"It's the same as before, the taste is still the same, but I can't eat it anyway, the same feeling as before." Liu Yanran took a few mouthfuls, then put down the chopsticks, raised her forehead to look at Yang Yitian, and said: "Yuan The reason why Zheng wants to attack Jiang Yue is more because of you, as for the reason, it has a lot to do with the Dark Medal you gave Jiang Xinyao."

Hearing this, Yang Yitian's face changed slightly, as if he had guessed something, that is, Jiang Xinyao might have inadvertently given her the Dark Medal, Jiang Yue saw it and happened to recognize it.

Liu Yanran knew what Yang Yitian was thinking, she tapped her forehead lightly, and said deftly with her lips: "Jiang Yue has also been in contact with the dark world and knows something about it, although he can't guess which god you are , but through Jiang Xinyao's Dark Medal, he probably knew your identity, so he was willing to marry his daughter to you, and then used you to avenge his wife. Unfortunately, he was eager for revenge and was too impatient. When the face was torn, the needle holes around it were cleaned up in advance."

"What qualifications do you have for me to believe you?" Yang Yitian's icy eyes flashed a stern look. Liu Yanran had once designed to frame him, so it was impossible for him to easily trust this scheming woman again.

"You trust me, don't you?" Liu Yanran smiled slightly, and continued: "The needle eye lurking next to Jiang Yue didn't know your true identity, but only knew that Jiang Yue had the intention of resisting revenge, and then immediately Just provided the news to Yuan Zheng, in order to prevent future troubles, this accident of falling into the river was created."

"You mean Zheng Qin, Jiang Yue's confidant?" Yang Yitian's eyes were deep, and he was not surprised why Liu Yanran knew so much, because this extremely smart woman can always control everything in her hands, even compared to some Departments are more than that.

"You already guessed it, why bother to ask more?" Liu Yanran smiled lightly.

Yang Yitian frowned, looked straight into Liu Yanran's watery eyes, and asked, "Why did you tell me this?"

"Didn't I say it yesterday, because you, Yang Yitian, are the only man I Liu Yanran has ever loved." Liu Yanran came to Yang Yitian's side as she spoke, looked at his angular face, and smiled softly: "And Never changed!"

Hearing Liu Yanran's words, Yang Yitian's breath suddenly became confused. He suppressed the excitement in his heart forcibly, and said with a calm expression: "Today is the last time we meet, you are the best."

"Hehe." Liu Yanran interrupted Yang Yitian, stretched out her slender arms to wrap her arms around his neck, pressed her red lips against his chin, and smiled with an arc: "The last time you said it was also the last time, but now, are you still talking about it?" It's not here, Yitian, in fact, you still love me deeply, don't you?"

"Release!" Yang Yitian had no expression on his face, and his tone was extremely gloomy.

Liu Yanran smiled strangely with her thin lips, put her white hands on Yang Yitian's chest, and whispered tenderly in his ear: "The deep pain of love, you can hide it from everyone in the world, but you know it very well. Your love for me has never changed, otherwise you wouldn't hate me so much that you wanted to kill me yourself, but you couldn't do it for a long time."

"Enough!" Yang Yitian roared like a tiger, and pushed Liu Yanran away rudely, warning in a low voice: "I won't kill you because I let go of everything. If you dare to say one more word, I will It will definitely break your neck!"

After threatening, Yang Yitian turned around and left, disappearing from Liu Yanran's sight.

"The more depressed you are, the faster you will rebound. You will come back sooner or later." Looking at Yang Yitian's back, the corners of Liu Yanran's lips raised slightly. the fall of.