The Strongest Young Grandmother

Hearing Hua Ning'er's crisp voice, Ye Hongrui laughed softly.

A voice with a unique sound quality came from the other end of the phone, Hua Ning'er's heart almost jumped, and there was a feeling that her heart was being teased.

I just thought that Mr. Ye's voice was so nice.

He must be very good looking when he smiles.

The corners of Hua Ning'er's mouth also rose slightly, as if a warmth penetrated through the phone, making her whole body feel warmer.

"Have you had dinner?"

"Well, I ate, I ate in the school cafeteria."

"Ah That's good."

Ye Hongrui couldn't help but want to pay more attention to Hua Ning'er.

Subconsciously, I felt that this girl couldn't take care of herself well.

But to be honest, when he learned that Hua Ning'er knew martial arts today, he was really pleasantly surprised.

And in the photo, she is neat, her eyes are clear, and she is very moving.

After this sentence, the two of them were silent for a while, many words were hidden in their hearts, maybe they didn't know how to say them.

Even Ye Hongrui pinched his brows and felt a little helpless. In the face of all kinds of things, he was always scheming, and when facing Hua Ning'er, he didn't know how to approach her.

Still Hua Ning'er pursed her lips and said, "Mr. Ye, have you been very busy recently?"

"fine."

In fact, if you are busy, there are really too many things to be busy with, and the Ye family has a lot of things. If you have time, it depends on the important things.

As long as he deals with important things, he naturally has time.

People's concept of time is actually the difference between important and unimportant.

"Don't be too tired, Mr. Ye, and pay attention to rest."

Hearing the girl's caring words, Ye Hongrui had a feeling of ironing in his heart.

Ye Hongrui sighed, "Silly girl!"

These three words with a sigh actually have a taste of pity.

Hua Ning'er's heart trembled fiercely, as if she was being spoiled.

She seemed to be able to hear the tiredness in his voice again. Is he tired from work?

"Mr. Ye, are you a little tired?" Hua Ning'er didn't know why, but she was worried about him, afraid that he would be tired.

She knew that he was a member of the Ye family, so he must have a lot of things to do.

Thinking that he might be very tired, her heart also twitched.

"Ning'er, are you worried about me?"

Hua Ning'er didn't know how to answer this question, "Mr. Ye is a good person, I don't want Mr. Ye to be tired."

"Good guy?"

Ye Hongrui smiled lightly.

There are people who simply say he is a good guy.

Hua Ning'er is so simple.

"Ning'er, you are the first person to say that I am a good person."

He is not a good person. To become the unequivocal heir of the Ye family, he naturally has to use means.

In the mall, the same is true.

"Mr. Ye is definitely not a bad person. Even if he did something, there is a reason for Mr. Ye." Hua Ning'er believed so stubbornly.

Hearing Hua Ning'er's clear and trusting voice from the other end of the phone, Ye Hongrui was also touched.

Such words were very new and unfamiliar, words that no one had ever said to him.

But let him iron the post.

Suddenly, I want to see this girl.

Ye Hongrui was originally a person who followed his heart. He seldom did one thing impulsive, but at this time he wanted to meet Hua Ning'er impulsive.

And this feeling is very strong, so strong that my heart is beating violently in my heart.