Evening moment.

Ye Nanfeng and Lin Qingcheng were watching the stars in the courtyard of the house.

It was late autumn, and the sky was full of stars and shining.

Each person has a bedroom chair, lying on it, enjoying the rare leisure.

"Sister Qingcheng, I haven't watched the stars with you for a long time."

Ye Nanfeng put his hand as a pillow, put it behind his head, and said with a voice.

"Well! The last time we looked at the stars was the night before I went abroad."

Lin Qingcheng remembers it very clearly.

It was five years ago. The night before going abroad, she and Ye Nanfeng were also watching the stars in this courtyard, and they both said and said nothing.

"Sister Qingcheng, let's talk about your thoughts. I'll ask you and answer, you ask me and answer, how about it?"

Ye Nanfeng said, and he also remembered the two of them saying everything last time.

Lin Qingcheng hesitated for a moment and did not respond immediately.

Over the past five years, Lin Qingcheng has hidden too many secrets in his heart.

She didn't dare to let Ye Nanfeng know, and she didn't have the courage to say it out loud. She was afraid that Ye Nanfeng would hate her! Just as Lin Qingcheng was thinking about how to reject Ye Nanfeng, Mr. Qi walked over slowly and resolved her dilemma.

"Young Master, An Dachuan has come to the mansion. He said he wants to see you."

Old Qi stood beside Ye Nanfeng and bowed.

"Fatty man An?"

Ye Nanfeng was slightly puzzled and murmured to himself, "Why is he here to see me?"

I just met him at the Imperial Restaurant today.”

"Since Uncle An comes to find you, there is naturally something wrong."

Lin Qingcheng pondered slightly and helped Ye Nanfeng respond, "Old Qi, please let Uncle An come over."

"Yes, Miss."

Mr. Qi responded and left.

After a while, Mr. Qi led An Dachuan to the courtyard.

"Young Master Ye, Mr. Lin."

An Dachuan greeted the two with a smile on his face.

Ye Nanfeng nodded and ordered Qi Lao, "Old Qi, prepare a bedroom chair for Fatty An."

Judging from this posture, Ye Nanfeng wanted An Dachuan to lie down and watch the stars together, and chat while watching.

"Young Master Ye, there is no need, I'll just stand."

An Dachuan waved his hand and quickly refused, "I'm standing very well. I'm sitting in the office every day, and my waist disc is herniated!"

"I really don't need it?"

Ye Nanfeng asked again.

"Need not."

An Dachuan said with a smile.

"All right."

Ye Nanfeng no longer forced himself and asked straight to the point, "Fatty man An, is there something wrong with you coming to find me?"

"Um."

An Dachuan nodded and responded.

"Oh, let's hear it."

Ye Nanfeng said casually.

An Dachuan was slightly stunned, and he glanced at Lin Qingcheng with a strange look.

"Master Ye, are you talking about it here?

It seems a bit inconvenient..." An Dachuan said tactfully.

This time he came to see Ye Nanfeng, but there was something important to say, so it was hard for Lin Qingcheng to know.

Ye Nanfeng heard the meaning of An Dachuan's dialect and said to Lin Qingcheng.

"Sister Qingcheng, you can see the stars yourself first. After I finish chatting with Fatty An, I will come over."

After saying that, Ye Nanfeng stood up.

"Nanfeng, take Uncle An to my father's study to talk."

Lin Qingcheng reminded.

"Um."

Ye Nanfeng replied that in the past, Ye Tian often talked with others in the study.

Like a library, Ye Tian’s study also has ‘special care’.

It is called a study room, but it is actually a large suite.

In addition to the single bedroom and bathroom, the remaining space is the study.

There are several large bookshelfs in the study room, and books are filled with books.

Ye Nanfeng sneered at this.

Ye Tian rarely reads books, and he also makes the study room look ancient and ancient, with a strong bookish atmosphere, and he is a little bit gigging on his face.

When he arrived at the study, Ye Nanfeng sat on a sandalwood chair, looking at An Dachuan sitting down through a giant desk.

"I haven't come in for a long time."

An Dachuan looked around, his eyes fell on the black fountain pen on the desk, and sighed, "I remember when I came last time, Brother Ye was still writing a diary with this fountain pen."

"Write a diary?"

Ye Nanfeng was a little confused.

Since I remembered that Ye Nanfeng had never seen Ye Tian take a pen.

An Dachuan actually said that Ye Tian was writing a diary! This is incredible.

Looking at Ye Nanfeng's surprised look, An Dachuan smiled and explained, "Young Master Ye, you don't know. Since you left the Ye family, your father has picked up a pen. Almost every time I come to the study, I see him writing hard! I guess he is recording his glorious years and is going to show you his descendants.

Ha ha!"

The speaker has no intention, and the listener has his heart.

Ye Nanfeng felt aroused his heart and he had an instant idea of ​​investigating Ye Tian.

"If Ye Tianzhen had written a diary, he might have found clues in his diary... But is there any diary?

What is recorded in his diary?”

Ye Nanfeng thought to himself.

"But now is not the time to find a diary. Let's hear what happened to Fatty An made a special trip to me."

Thinking of this, Ye Nanfeng asked.

"Fatty man An, what's the matter with me?"

Hearing Ye Nanfeng's question, An Dachuan asked tentatively.

"Master Ye, I wonder what you think about the election of the chairman of the group?"

Ye Nanfeng looked at An Dachuan repeatedly, his eyes a little strange. He understood why An Dachuan had to talk to him alone.

After watching for a long time, Ye Nanfeng shook his head and said.

"Fatty An, this is not like you!"

An Dachuan smiled and knew Ye Nanfeng’s intention.

"Mr. Ye, I've always been me! I've never changed! You don't think I'm like me! It's just that you've misunderstood before."

An Dachuan said with a smile.

"yes!"

Ye Nanfeng admitted without hesitation, "I always thought you were a shrewd person! But I didn't expect that I read it wrong! I didn't expect that you would choose to bet on me!"

"Mr. Ye, this is not surprising! I have my own measurements! I also believe in my own vision."

An Dachuan said calmly, with a sense of confusion about Ye Nanfeng on his face.

"Fatty man An, you have a problem with your vision this time!"

Ye Nanfeng was a little surprised at An Dachuan's persistence and said, "I think you should choose Sister Qingcheng! Instead of choosing me! With your eyesight, you must have seen that Sister Qingcheng is better than me and is more suitable to take charge of the Ye Group than me."
To be continued...