After eating, Song Haoming watched TV on the sofa as usual, Yin Yue came to Song Haoming''s side with fruit and sat down next to him.

    "Come on, Haoming, eat some fruit." Song Haoming disliked her even more because she acted like a hostess, but since she was from the Yue family, it should be of great use value. In marriage, there is no emotion at all.

    "I''ll do it myself." Song Haoming took the silver fork from Yin Yue''s hand, and forked a piece of fruit to eat.

    Song Haoming''s side profile was also so pretty, with a high nose bridge and red lips, which made Yin Yue swallow involuntarily.

    Yin Yue was watching, but there was an extra piece of apple in front of her.

    "Miss Yin, you eat too." It turned out that Song Haoming forked a piece of fruit and handed it to Yin Yue.

    "Oh, oh, ok, ok, thank you Haoming, it''s delicious." Yin Yue ate the apple, as if his eyes were glued to Song Haoming''s face with 502, and Song Haoming sneered for a while.

    "Look, look, what am I talking about, young people, you just have a common language, and soon you will have such a good relationship, keep it up." Yan Qinghua came over with tea, and was watching his son give it to Yin. She was very happy to deliver the fruit to the moon, and now if her son climbed into the Yue family, he would have a bright future.

    Song Haoming turned his head, he didn''t understand, which eye of his mother saw their relationship? This woman is too stupid, if not for the support of the Yue family behind her, Song Haoming would not even want to look at such a nympho.

    "Auntie, you''re laughing at me again. I don''t want to." Yin Yue made a shy look, which made Song Haoming almost spit out the food he ate tonight. It''s not as good as Luo Yuanyuan, but now the Luo family Already bankrupt, Luo Ziqing went to prison again, Luo Yuanyuan has no backing.

    "I''m not kidding you. I''m telling the truth. We, Haoming, are picky. It''s rare to have a girl who suits him. Today, Haoming met someone he likes. I''m his mother. What kind of girl does he like? , I don’t know yet?” Yan Qinghua served Yin Yue a cup of tea, his lips were full of flattery.

    The mother''s deliberate flattery sounded like a needle prick in Song Haoming''s heart, thinking that Yan Qinghua, who was so invincible back then, has now been reduced to trying to please others.

    Yin Yue looked at Song Haoming again, and Song Haoming was also looking towards her, so she was even more sure that Song Haoming also liked her!

    The three of them were talking in the living room when suddenly the wind blew up, and the curtains in the room were blown away with the wind. Immediately afterwards, lightning and thunder began to flash, and the lightning seemed to split the sky It became several petals, and the rumbling thunder made the ears buzzing.

    Yin Yue threw herself into Song Haoming''s arms with an "ah", which was quite accurate, sitting on one side with Song Haoming and Yan Qinghua on the other, but she threw herself straight into Song Haoming''s arms.

    "Come here, close the windows, there''s a lot of thunder, Yin Yue, don''t leave tonight, it will definitely be raining in a while, it''s not safe to go out at this time." Yan Qinghua looked at his son and didn''t refuse Yin Yue , I thought there was something interesting, so I wanted to keep Yin Yue.

    "It''s not very good, it''s my first time here." Although Yin Yue was happy in her heart, she still knew how to be polite.

    "What''s the matter? You are a guest. People say that no one keeps guests, but heaven keeps guests. Look, God is helping you now." Thinking about the wealth and power of the Yue family, Yan Qinghua felt that Yin Yue should be taken away as soon as possible. Take it down.

    "Then I don''t know what Haoming means?" Yin Yue lowered her head, but she never let go of Song Haoming''s hand.

    Song Haoming glanced at her. She lives here as a guest, what does she want from him? Anyway, there are many guest rooms, so live here if you want!

    "Hao Ming, just make a statement. Yin Yue is a girl, so you must take the initiative." Yan Qinghua was also giving his son a wink.

    Song Haoming was completely speechless to these two women, what do you mean? Are you going to fuck tonight? He still needs to ask for his opinion. He is a man, and he is not at a disadvantage. Just as he was thinking, Song Haoming''s phone rang. He knew it must be Luo Yuanyuan calling, and she was afraid of thunder.

    "I''m going to answer the phone." Song Haoming pulled Yin Yue''s hand wrapped around his waist, stood up, and walked aside to answer the phone.

    "Haoming, when are you coming back? It''s thundering. I''m so scared." Luo Yuanyuan''s soft voice made her feel even more helpless at this time.

    "I don''t know yet. If you''re afraid, just get under the quilt. It''s better to cover your ears." Song Haoming could only comfort her. Before, she could go to her sister, but now she only has him.

    "Are you on a blind date? Are you not coming back?" Luo Yuanyuan asked pitifully.

    "Go to sleep." Song Haoming said one last sentence and hung up the phone.

    As he entered the drawing room, the thunder grew louder, followed by flashes of lightning, and at shorter and shorter intervals.

    "It''s scary Lei, what''s wrong with the weather this year, it''s erratic, it''s almost winter, and there will be such a heavy rain, you guys are chatting, I have to go back to the house." Yan Qinghua said and stood up When she got up, she also found that Yin Yue was a brainless idiot, but she could only wrong her son.

    Only Yin Yue and Song Haoming were left in the living room, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

    "Haoming, can you tell me about your ex-wife?" Seeing that Song Haoming ignored her, Yin Yue wanted to find something to talk to him, but she touched Song Haoming''s Achilles heel.

    "Go to sleep." Song Haoming turned off the TV, went straight upstairs, and went to his room.

    Seeing Song Haoming leaving, Yin Yue followed behind Song Haoming. She is going to get this handsome guy tonight. See how Duan Lian is. The man she Yin Yue is looking for is no worse than Yue Zhiheng, although Yue Zhiheng Heng is gone, but Yin Yue still hates Duan Lian in her heart.

    Song Haoming was about to close the door when Yin Yue slipped in.

    "Wow, Haoming, your bedroom is so big, and this big bed is so comfortable, I''m going to take a shower, you wait for me." Yin Yue ignored Song Haoming''s thoughts and went to the bathroom by herself.

    Song Haoming frowned. Even though he is a man, he still has dignity. The fat meat delivered to his door feels disgusting if he eats it, and it is a pity if he doesn''t eat it. Now he

    It is the lack of power, if you can have a relationship with the Yue family, of course it is the best, but as an idiot like Yin Yue, I don''t know if it will help.

    "Haoming, can you bring me clothes, I didn''t bring any clothes." After taking a shower, Yin Yue realized that she went in without clothes.

    Song Haoming searched, found a shirt of his own, and took it in for her.

    Yin Yue came out wearing a shirt, which looked quite sexy.

    Song Haoming also went to take a bath. When he came out, Song Haoming was wearing a bath towel, revealing his wheat-colored skin. He was well-proportioned and muscular. The six-pack abs and mermaid line showed that the owner was a man who liked to exercise.

    Song Haoming stood in front of the bed, looking at Yin Yue, Yin Yue also looked at Song Haoming, Song Haoming was hesitating, Yin Yue screamed in her heart, am I not charming enough?

    After a brief struggle, Song Haoming gave up struggling. Although she was no longer a icy saint, she was still unbearable, but Yin Yue felt ecstasy again when she thought that she had conquered this man.

    When it was over, Song Haoming took a shower and fell asleep, but Yin Yue grinned, gently turned Song Haoming over, and went to wash herself, but her heart was like eating honey, this man is really good.

    When she woke up in the morning, Yin Yue hugged her and found that the people around her were no longer there. When she woke up, she found that yesterday''s clothes were already dirty and she had nothing to wear.

    After last night, she felt that she was the hostess of the house. She searched Song Haoming''s bedroom and found that there was a lot of women''s clothes in a cabinet. She found a pink dress and made gestures on her body. After a while, it was still suitable, so I put it on, and turned around in front of the mirror, it looked good.

    Yin Yue came down from upstairs beautifully, Yan Qinghua and Song Haoming were already sitting at the dining table waiting for her.

    "Yin Yue, you must have been tired last night. Today I asked them to cook chicken soup for you. Come down and drink some." Yan Qinghua saw the bruises on Yin Yue''s neck and knew that it was his son''s masterpiece .

    "Well, thank you auntie." She came down and sat next to Song Haoming. Song Haoming was reading a newspaper when he looked up and saw Yin Yue wearing a pink dress. With winks, Song Haoming could only suppress his anger.

    During breakfast, Song Haoming did not speak from the beginning to the end, only Yan Qinghua was chatting with Yin Yue, and after the meal, Song Haoming left without saying hello.

    "Haoming, come back for dinner tonight. Yin Yue and I will wait for you." Seeing her son leaving, Yan Qinghua hastily told him to come back at night. She didn''t want her son to keep fooling around with that Luo Yuanyuan.

    Song Haoming didn''t answer, Yin Yue was wearing Ji Ge''s clothes, which were one of the few souvenirs of Ji Ge in his collection, once Yin Yue wore them, it lost its meaning.

    When Song Haoming came to the office, Luo Yuanyuan was already waiting for him inside, his eyes were red like a rabbit.

    "Haoming, don''t you want me?" Looking at Song Haoming, Luo Yuanyuan was like a pet seeing its owner.