Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

When Ye Kong received the photo for the third time, he was no longer surprised.

She sat behind the cash register, her pencil scratching on the white paper without a moment's pause.

I painted from early morning to noon, and I had no idea what changes had taken place in the sunlight, how many people had come and gone in the shop, or how many times the water at hand had been refilled.

When she stopped, she looked up, her face twisted at the slight crisp sound of her neck, and then she saw two candies neatly placed above the cash register.

The girl paused, opened and closed her sore and stiff hands, and clicked on the unreceived messages on her phone.

Another photo.

Last night’s photo was of Wen Can sending someone to the unit gate, and today’s photo was of Wen Can sending someone to the school gate.

I changed to a more low-key car, but this obviously did not bother the photographer.

The car window was slightly lowered, and the man's profile was so perfect in the depiction of reality and illusion that it seemed unhuman. Only the slight smile on his lips made him vivid and lively, and thus even more moving.

And facing this smile on the side of the road is the slender figure with fluttering curly hair.

Ye Kong stared at it silently for a long time, then without raising his head, he reached for the candy on the cashier counter, peeled it open and put it in his mouth.

Today it's banana flavored.

It's also delicious.

"A caramel macchiato is ready."

Xiao Jin put the packed bag on the bar and the customer raised his hand to take it.

"Thank you."

Xiao Jin turned around, and the customer picked up the bag, and his eyes fell on the face of the girl behind the cashier without delay.

One step, two steps, three steps...

It takes five seconds to walk slowly across the checkout line.

However, at the third second, the girl with her face slightly lowered in the shadows suddenly raised her head.

Without any warning or hesitation, her dark pupils pierced directly into the guest's carefully observing eyes, almost scaring her into screaming.

But she managed to hold herself back before she could scream.

Unable to hide his panic, he withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, quickened his pace and walked out.

It was a long way from the coffee shop that she dared to vent her anger loudly, and then she hurriedly took out her cell phone to call someone: "Shit, I think I've been discovered! That kid is such a monster! He's young but his eyes are so scary. I don't know who is spying on whom!"

"...What a mess." The person on the other end said impatiently, but in an orderly manner, "Take your time to speak."

·

Ye Kong looked at the candy in his mouth thoughtfully.

The photos and the screen on the phone went out, then she lit them up again.

I don't know how much time passed, but she suddenly looked up again and glanced at the candy left on the cash register.

The candy wrapper is the same as every other one before, and you probably wouldn’t know the taste is different until you put it in your mouth.

and so……

She picked up the candy, peeled it open, and stared at it - what did this one taste like?

As expected, you have to eat it to taste the sweetness.

The girl smiled and put the candy in her mouth.

Then she looked at the photos on her phone and picked up the pencil again while she crushed the candy in her mouth.

The voice sounded crisp and cruel.

·

When I received the photos on the fifth day, there were already more than a dozen identical candy wrappers collected in the drawer of the newspaper's cash register.

On the same day, Qin Jianbai, who had not been seen for a long time, came wearing a mask and stood outside the door. He happened to see Le Yue putting the candy in front of Ye Kong.

He said nothing.

Even after Ye Kong took the candy, Le Yue, unusually, did not leave immediately, but stood there in silence for a long time.

Ye Kong was covered by his shadow for a long time, then looked up at him: "What's the matter?"

Le Yue seemed to hesitate for a long time, and finally said: "Have you eaten too much sugar?"

Ye Kong: ???

There was obvious confusion on the girl's face.

"If you eat too much, you'll get cavities." Le Yue couldn't imagine that he could say this, but this target really loved sweets, so he couldn't help but feel a little real worry and curiosity while acting, "You really don't have cavities?"

Ye Kong: ...

An expression of confusion and numbness gradually appeared on the girl's face, and finally a smile inexplicably mixed into this expression.

Ye Kong touched his cheek, but what he thought in his mind was that Wen Can had also worried about this problem and even planned to take her to the hospital for a dentist's visit.

"I don't have cavities." Ye Kong said with a relaxed expression, "In order to eat candy without worry, I have taken good care of my teeth since I was a child."

Le Yue: ...

I feel this topic is weird.

And for some reason, while talking about this strange topic and looking at the girl's first smile at him - although this may not be specifically for him, it looks more like a smile that comes from thinking of something funny - he still feels like a hermit crab that has been forcibly dug out.

In order to quickly return to the thick shell of "actor", Le Yue tried to pull the development back to his own script.

He took something out of his pocket and put it in front of Ye Kong again: "This is their new product. It has a very low sugar content, but it is also very sweet. You can try it."

A small, delicate sugar cake-like dessert.

Ye Kong took a look at it, picked it up, tore open the package and ate it in one gulp.

After chewing it, he said, "Osmanthus cake?"

"Is it tasty?"

"good."

"Then I should change to this?"

Ye Kong: ...

The chewing stopped.

Ye Kong was silent for two seconds, then raised his head and looked at him.

Le Yue, who was waiting for her answer, was slightly startled. He suppressed the instinct to turn his head away from her dark eyes. After staring at her for several seconds, he asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Ye Kong laughed.

She held the sweet cake in her mouth and looked away casually: "You bring me candy every day. Although it's not an expensive gift, it suits my taste. So shouldn't I give you something in return?"

“…No need.” Everyone could tell the girl was nonchalant. Le Yue inexplicably felt her heartbeat in this smiling tone—she didn’t know if it was nervousness or panic—but she clearly shouldn’t have any of that, but…

"But I don't like owing favors to others, especially when it comes to sweets."

Ye Kong said this, and tore off a piece of paper, scribbled a line of words on it with a pen, then crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it out.

Le Yue caught it in a hurry, and looked up to see that Ye Kong had withdrawn his gaze and was concentrating on drawing something again.

Le Yue had to stop herself from saying anything to refuse.

I stood there for three or four seconds, unable to think of what to say, nor able to guess what was written on the paper. In the end, I could only say "I'm leaving" in a low voice and turned away.

The paintbrush rustled in the shadows, but Ye Kong didn't even move his eyelids.

Outside the door, Le Yue walked several steps in an orderly manner, silently suppressing her inexplicably crazy heartbeat, while cursing herself in her heart for being "unreasonable". When her heartbeat calmed down, she opened the paper ball with a calm face.

What could it be?

A mobile phone number? WeChat? Other contact information? Or a painting? Isn't she from the art department? It's normal to thank her with a painting, right? Although it should be just a simple sketch...

——[A super VIP note from a newspaper coffee shop. With this note, you can enjoy a 20% discount in this shop. Issued by: Ye Kong.]

The handwriting is very beautiful.

Indescribably beautiful.

Her body is strong and tough, yet she is also free and unrestrained. Especially the two words "Ye Kong", which are clearly written in a calm and square font, but she wrote them so vigorously and sharply that they almost penetrate the paper.

——However, no matter how beautiful it is, it is just an inappropriate and perfunctory "VIP note".

It instantly interrupted all of Le Yue's nervous speculations.

He paused for a long while, and finally laughed out loud in a ridiculous way.

Then the next second, the note in his hand was snatched away by someone——