Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!-Chapter 1933 - : Ye Muyun VS little Xin (1)
Chapter 1933: Ye Muyun VS little Xin (1)
Translator: 549690339
nine years later!
At the entrance of B city’s best academy, there were many luxurious cars.
The most eye-catching one was the limited edition Bugatti Veyron parked on the side of the road. The smooth lines of the body of the car exuded a unique sense of respect under the setting sun.
the car door was pulled open, and the young girl sat in the front passenger seat, throwing her bag to the back seat.
tang xue ‘er (xiao xinxin) was wearing B university’s school uniform. the ordinary school uniform looked indescribably good on her, especially the small section of her tender calf that was exposed between the cotton socks and the folding. it was so white that it was almost transparent.
ye muyun’s beautiful fingers held onto the steering wheel. he turned his face, his sharp and exquisite facial features showing his displeasure. ” why are you five minutes late? ”
even though he was just asking casually, her entire body was tense …
ye mu yun was the one who meddled the most!
she was even more controlled than her own parents.
She pursed her lips and gave an ” Oh ” before lowering her eyes. After a while, she sneaked a glance at him and found that he was looking at her intently. He looked like he would not give up until he got an answer.
he muttered in his heart,”this is so overbearing!” f𝗿e𝗲𝘄𝗲bn𝐨𝚟𝚎l.com
However, even though she was dissatisfied, she was still very afraid of him and did not dare to show it. She answered honestly, ” ” today’s election for the student council member urged me to be on duty. ”
“A cleaner?” ye muyun sneered, his slender fingers gripping the steering wheel. he had already made a decision for her. “Reject it.”
in his opinion, such a thing was a waste of time and life. it was meaningless.
tang xue ‘er remained silent. she lowered her head and touched the corner of her clothes.
he turned his head and looked at her side profile. the 18-year-old girl had already grown up. her eyebrows were like a painting, and her tall little nose was raised. she was lively and bright. her small mouth was red and moist. he remembered that sweet taste.
When he opened his mouth again, his voice was already tense. you’re not willing? ”
“yes.” She nodded her head obediently and looked up at him after a while, her eyes light. brother.
Her voice was timid, and it carried the fear she had for him since she was young.
And this ‘brother’ made ye Muyun’s heart sink.
he had never been her brother, not in name or blood.
when he was 14 years old, he had finished all the homework in university and moved to the tang family’s residence. she was afraid of him, but she still called him ” brother ” in a trembling voice. this call lasted for six years.
She couldn’t change, and he didn’t ask her to change.
he had studied abroad for three years. when he came back that year, he was 17 and she was 15. they were still as young as a ripe fruit.
Three years had passed. He had already built his Empire at Boyi and was now the Vice President. She was already an 18-year-old girl.
they were only two years apart, but he was much older than her.
However, he would rather she be like this forever, weak and slender. His embrace would always be here, waiting for her.
At this time, he was confused by her calling him “brother.” After a while, he said indifferently, ” “you like it a lot?”
tang xue ‘er nodded again. ” i want to make more friends. ”
“friend?” he raised his eyebrows slightly. ” you don’t like me to accompany you? ”
as he spoke, his voice was low and slightly hoarse. he didn’t sound like a 20-year-old boy.
tang xue ‘er secretly exclaimed in her heart-here it comes again!
in front of him, she would always be weak and afraid.
He always decided everything for her. What school she went to, what she wore, and even the friends she made, he would ask.
rather than saying that she was living under his wings, it would be better to say that she was living in his shadow.
She, on the other hand, did not dare to voice her anger.
