Outright Favoritism Chapter 1306: : At eight o’clock, see you in the same place

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It's night, the dining table in the He's villa has a pair of tableware and chopsticks.

The servants are actively preparing meals, and the He's brothers and sisters are sitting in the pavilion outside the courtyard and chatting.

He Yanyi pressed the phone’s power button, and the screen turned on and off. “I heard that Ayao and Yunxian don’t plan to skip grades. Maybe... they won’t enroll until our senior year.”

"Oh." He Yanmo absent-mindedly perfunctorily said, "That's pretty good, and I can enjoy school life for a few more years."

He Yanyi stopped her movements and saw the crystal chain she hung on her fingertips. "Where is the bracelet? It's ugly."

He Yanmo observed the movement in the living room from time to time. Hearing the words, his eyes narrowed slightly, "I did it."

"It's very unique." He Yanyi flashed his eyes and changed the subject on his own, "Does Yan want to come back tonight?"

He Yanmo caught a glimpse of the figure in the living room and stood up slowly, "I don't know, Dad didn't say. But his boarding school can't ask for leave, I guess he won't come back."

He Yanjin, their younger brother, now 12 years old, is studying in Nanyang Private Boarding High School.

When the words were over, He Yanmo walked into the living room first.

He Yanyi lights up the phone screen again, and her handsome eyebrows seem to hide secret thoughts.

Not long after, he came to no one in the backyard of the villa, touched his pocket, took out a cigarette from it, held it, lit it, and did not act like a novice with skill.

He Yanyi's lips overflowed with a faint mist, blurring the outline of his cheeks and the thoughts of his eyes.

On the other side, He Chen returned to the living room and sat down beside Yin Mo, "What about the child?"

"Outside." Yin Mo looked towards the stairs, "Why didn't Yibao come down?"

He Chen leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes and stretched his eyebrows, "Call."

Yin Mo saw the man's look a little tired, so he got up and walked around his back to massage his eyes. "This time Yibao is back, isn't it going to leave?"

"Going." He Chen took her hand and kissed him, "He has taken over the Shang family, and he cannot stay in China for more than half a year. He must return to Parma regularly."

Yin Mo paused, and sighed in a bit of melancholy. "It's so hard. He has just turned eighteen. Why not wait a few years before taking over the Shang family?"

"Can't wait." He Chen folded his legs, took out a cigarette and sent it to his lips, "The old man has limited energy, and Shang Yin will not pick it up. Li Qiao and Shao Yan will definitely have to go back."

"Actually..." Yin Mo massaged her lips and said: "Qiao Qiao had decided to go back to Pama with Yan Ye to take over the Shang clan, and Yi Bao knew it too."

He Chen pursed his thin lips. "You don’t understand our godson. In Shaoyan’s words, he is too smart. He is too clever to see things at an older age, and he doesn’t know who to follow. Up."

Yin Mo smiled: "Obviously with pretty."

He Chen looked back and chose silence without saying a word. No matter what he said, he couldn't reverse Yin Mo's stubborn opinion.

……

Upstairs, at the end of the corridor, Shang Yin stood at the window and stopped for a moment after making the phone call.

The sun is thinning to the west, and the setting sun pulls the shadows on the ground obliquely.

A few seconds later, Shang Yin grabbed his mind and raised his foot to the stairs.

However, passing by the third room from the bottom, the door opened ten centimeters apart, which also attracted Shang Yin's attention.

He stopped and listened, and the next moment his figure swiftly flashed in.

The door closed, and there was no one in the hallway, as if nothing happened.

This is a storage room for storing collectibles.

A small night light was on in the corner of the wall. He Yanmo leaned back against the wall, eating and sucking the cold, his upturned eyes widened and bright.

At this time, Shang Yin stood in front of her with one hand in his pocket, the corner of the light fell on his face, the outline was half bright and half dark.

He Yanmo looked at him, but said nothing.

The young girl in the blooming season is most bright as spring, and every smile is natural and agile.

Shang Yin looked at her with stars in his eyes, "Are you free at night?"

"What time?"

"At eight o'clock, the same place."

He Yanmo sucked the jelly, looked up at the ceiling, "I just started school recently, the University of Science and Technology is very strict, and..."

Before the words were over, Shang Yin interrupted her softly, "Your gift, in my car, if there is no time tonight..."

"Suddenly there is time. See you at eight."

He Yanmo stuffed the unfinished sucking jelly into Shang Yin's hand, and then twisted the doorknob to peek out, "I'll go out first, and in half a minute you will... eh..."

Originally, He Yanmo was going to take the first step.

But as soon as he stepped out of the room, his elbow was pulled.

He Yanmo took two steps backwards, hitting Shang Yin's chest with his shoulder.

At the end of August, the weather was still very hot. They were all wearing thin coats. Even a slight friction could make He Yanmo feel Shang Yin's strong muscles and upright posture.

The gentle and smiling young man in my impression has been tempered into a restrained and steady man in just a few years.

In fact, he was only eighteen years old.

He Yanmo turned sideways and looked up at Shang Yin who was nearly twenty centimeters above her, "What's the matter?"

In the dimness, Shang Yin's eyes were very deep, and his finger tapped her collar lightly, "Don't wear jade pendant?"

He Yanmo touched his neck subconsciously, and quickly explained: "The red string is broken and it's in the schoolbag."

Shang Yin was quiet for a moment, then pulled her earlobe off, "I see, you go first."

He Yanmo still doesn't know the origin and meaning of the jade pendant.

The memory of childhood has been blurred, she only knows that the jade pendant was given to her by Brother Yin.

He Yanmo tiptoed out the door, like a thief, until the door was closed again, Shang Yin dialed the phone again, "Qing Lei, before eight o'clock, send my suitcase to the sea view apartment."

……

After dinner, it was less than 7:30, and Shang Yin got up to say goodbye.

He Chen sent him out. Before the villa path, he reminded: "Ayin, don't forget what I said."

"Don't worry, godfather."

He Chen patted him on the shoulder, "Drive carefully by yourself, make phone calls if you have something to do."

After Shang Yin left, He Chen stood in place and watched the headlights drifting away. He turned and looked at the pavilion on the left, "Daughter, the strands of hair are exposed."

He Yanmo dropped his ponytail and leaned out from behind the pavilion, "Hi, Dad."

"What do you want to do sneakily?"

He Yanmo curled his lips, "How can I be sneaky? I saw you and Brother Yin whispering as soon as I went out, so I hid because I was afraid to disturb you."

He Chen walked up to her and rubbed her head vigorously, "My girl is still sensible."

Speaking of reason, a man like He Chen, who is shrewd, would never have imagined that one day he would stumble upon his precious girl.

If the smartest congratulatory words were present, there is a high probability that he would laugh at his father and be fooled by his sister again.

After all, He Yanmo is a little baby who was spoiled and grown up in the palm of He Chen's hand. He would be suspicious and count everyone, but he would obey his daughter's words and love him more.

In short, no matter what the daughter says, there is no doubt that he is the father.