Host, she just wants to be a villain

After being reminded by Si Buyun, the young master came back to his senses and said calmly: "I accidentally broke your crutch, so I want to know your name and where you live, and I will send it to you personally when the time comes."

The bodyguards in black who were following him were a little surprised that the young master would say such a thing.

Si Buyun refused: "I don't like others to disturb me."

"So, what about the name? It's just normal compensation. I'm not a bad person."

Those dark and bright eyes stared closely at Si Buyun, for fear of missing the expression on her face. Unfortunately, there was no change in her expression at all, or could it be that she couldn't tell it?

He had a hunch that if he missed this time, he might never see her again.

"Ye Qiurong." After Si Buyun thought for a moment, he still answered his question, "Just give it to me in private. Don't deal with other people, and don't even make phone calls."

The young master politely thanked the other party before leaving.

On the way, he kept thinking about what happened. He really shouldn't have stared at her for so long at that time. It was really rude.

Also, the tone should be softer when speaking, so as not to make her feel too arrogant...

Just going through it in his mind so casually, he felt that his actions and words just now were all problematic.

"Ye Qiurong?"

He had never heard of his mother having any interactions with anyone named Ye.

When he got to the private room upstairs, he was a few minutes later than expected.

The young man in casual clothes looked at his watch: "Why are you so late today? Yan Ze."

The young master named Yan Ze raised his head and said, "Today is indeed my fault. I came late."

"What did you do?" Father Yan was suddenly curious.

His son has always been very good at controlling time since he was a child. He has never been late, but once it happened, he wanted to break the casserole and ask the truth.

There was no way, he was really curious.

"Where's mom?"

These words instantly pulled Yan's father's thoughts to the other side: "As you know, she is very busy at work, so she may be a little late."

Yan Ze didn't touch the steak on the table. After taking a sip of water, he suddenly remembered the soda on Ye Qiurong's table.

"Let's change to a soda." He suddenly wanted to drink.

"?" Father Yan was surprised, "Don't you always think these are unhealthy?"

The seven-year-old boy raised his head and said, "I'm still young, so it's normal for me to be unable to control my appetite. So, what's wrong with drinking soda?"

"You're actually being mean?"

Yan Ze didn't want to reply to him, so he changed the topic: "Have you ever cooperated with anyone named Ye?"

"leaf?"

Father Yan reacted quickly, his eyes darkened: "Did someone named Ye attack you?"

"No, don't get me wrong."

Yan Ze knew Yan's father's character, and finally emphasized: "I will be responsible for her."

Father Yan nodded. It seemed that Yan Ze had really grown up. In this case, she would be very happy.

……

After the family finished eating, Yan Ze asked someone to check on Ye Qiurong.

When Yan Zhu heard the news, Yan's father was shouting in his ear: "Oze, he was three minutes later than usual today. This is very abnormal! More importantly, he also asked me about my surname Ye, so Something must have happened that he was embarrassed to tell us. Although our family is very rich and powerful, this cannot be generalized. What if someone secretly attacks him? "