my villain is too cute

Chapter 685 Protecting Our ADC (59)

Yun pursed his lips and looked down at the phone.

It is already difficult for him to take the initiative to talk to others, let alone chatting.

Seeing him picking up the phone again, Wen Ya smiled and didn't speak again.

A few minutes later, Han Jin came out of the kitchen with a plate, followed by Song's mother.

Mother Song has changed a lot from before, with more smiles on her face.

Compared with the appearance of a strong woman before, now she looks like a gentle little woman.

Han Jin put down the plate and sat directly beside the young man, while Mother Song sat next to Wen Ya.

As soon as she sat down, Song's mother gave Yun Ji some food with a smile: "There will be a competition later, you should pay more attention to your body and eat more, you are still too thin."

Yun smiled with his lips pursed, his eyes narrowed into lovely crescents: "Thank you, Auntie."

Mother Song looked at the boy with a loving aunt smile on her face.

She doesn't spend much time with her daughter, and the time she gets along with her is also plain.

Although the relationship between the two has eased a lot now, the daughter's cold temperament really can't let her show her mother's love.

Now that she meets a soft and cute boy, Song's mother can't wait to give him all the decades of maternal love.

After eating, Han Jin and Yun left here, and Wen Ya followed behind.

Arriving at the parking lot on the first floor, Wen Ya called Han Jin to stop.

"I have something to tell you."

Han Jin turned his head, before she could speak, Yun immediately let go of her hand in a very sensible way.

"I'll get in the car first, you guys talk slowly."

Seeing Yun getting into the car, Han Jin turned his gaze to Wen Ya, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

"what's up?"

Wen Ya lowered her eyes, her face was abnormally pale, a little more fragile.

"You like him very much?"

At this time, she didn't understand what she meant by asking this, she had clearly seen it clearly.

"Yes."

"..."

Wen Ya remained silent, using all her strength to suppress the malice and desire for destruction that was about to burst out of her heart.

Han Jin's eyes moved slightly, and his voice calmly warned: "Because it has nothing to do with me, I don't care about what you did before, but you can't touch him."

Wen Ya was stunned, she raised her head, looked at Han Jin in astonishment: "You know?"

"Well, but I don't care."

Han Jin looked at the woman's increasingly pale face, his pupils still had no emotion, only calm indifference.

Han Jin turned and left, leaving behind Wen Ya who was in a daze.

Wen Ya looked at the slender figure, her eyes gradually blurred.

The parking lot was silent again, dimly lit overhead.

Wen Ya squatted down, her white coat was stained with dust.

The heart that was worried about gains and losses suddenly cooled down, and she understood at this moment.

The person who first let her see the light was no longer her own.

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world summit,

This year's peak game was held domestically.

In the huge stadium, ten opposing computers were placed on the high platform in the middle.

The surrounding auditoriums were full of people, and the bright colors of the lights hit the audience's faces, and their excited expressions could be seen.

The passionate theme song resounded throughout the venue, and the promotional video was played on the big screen above the head.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the stadium, the lounge at the back is much quieter.

It wasn't the first time for Fengrui and the others to participate in the summit competition, but they still became nervous when they heard the shouts from the fans outside.

Finally, there is a sense of reality that they are standing here again.

Next to the window, Yun stood there with his head down, looking outside.

Han Jin came behind him, handed him the water glass in his hand, and put one hand around his waist familiarly.

Yun said: "It's snowing."

When they came, there had been fine snow outside, and now it was falling even more, and the white snowflakes looked like feathers.

(End of this chapter)