"I'm also watching TV. It's so boring." Lin Qiaoqiao complained.
"I suddenly feel that it's better not to have a holiday." Yu Yina looked down and casually flipped through the financial magazine in her hand.
"Nana, tomorrow is Yu Shen's birthday. Have you bought a birthday present for him?" Lin Qiaoqiao smiles sweetly. Her slender fingers are holding a box with a watch on it. The price is about 1,500 yuan. It is not very expensive, but it is the money she has saved for several months by living frugally.
"Ah? I forgot. I haven't bought it yet. "Yu Yina rubbed her hair apologetically and sighed.
In fact, Yu Yina remembered Yu Shen's birthday. Last year, when Yu Shen celebrated his birthday, he opened a big box and called a group of good friends in the school. She didn't know how Yu Shen's birthday would be this year, and he didn't do anything. If Yu Shen informed her tomorrow, she would buy him a cake.
She and Yu Shen were just ordinary friends. She didn't have to pay special attention to the gift. She would leave the opportunity to Lin Qiaoqiao.
"Your memory is getting worse and worse."
"What did you buy for him?"
"A watch, DW."
"This watch is OK. It suits him." Yu Yina praised and smiled silently in her heart. She instantly understood why Lin Qiaoqiao lived frugally some time ago. It turned out that it was to buy a birthday present for Yu Shen.
"I wanted to buy Tissot, but the one I liked cost more than 8000 yuan. I don't have that much money, so I thought I'd better forget it." Lin Qiaoqiao said with some regret. She always felt that the watch of DW brand was not worthy of Yu Shen. Yu Shen already had a watch in his hand. It was Patek Philippe. She had checked the price on the Internet. It was more than 400,000 yuan.
"Hey, silly girl, why buy it so expensive? I haven't even thought about what to get him for his birthday. If it doesn't work out, I'll just get him a cake. "
"Nana … Do you have someone you like?" Lin Qiaoqiao asked tentatively. The guy from the French major seemed to like Yu Yina very much.
"No."
"I think Jiang Chenxi seems to like you very much. Are you not interested in him?"
"I'm not even friends with him. How could I like him?"
"But I think Jiang Chenxi is pretty good. He's handsome, and he's mixed-race. I heard that his family is very rich. His father is the CEO of a large Sino-French joint venture company."
"Hey, Qiaoqiao, money is just a worldly possession. Feelings are the most important. Go and chase after Yu Shen properly. Don't fall in love with someone else!"
"Haha, of course."
After hanging up the phone, Yu Yina's heart was stuffy. It was like the air that had just rained. There was a fresh smell, but it made people feel very strange.
In the blink of an eye, the three of them were about to enter their senior year. The four years of university passed very quickly. They didn't know where they would go after graduation.
When Zhou Manchun got home, she went in to take a shower. Her phone kept ringing. Yu Chen just walked into the bedroom. Seeing her phone, he picked it up.
"Sister, are you free tomorrow morning?" Yu Yina thought it was Zhou Manchun who answered the phone, so she asked directly.
"Nana, it's Yu Chen. Your sister went to take a shower." Yu Chen smiled gently and elegantly.
The other end of the phone was silent for three seconds. Yu Yina said awkwardly, "Hahaha, hello brother-in-law."
"Hello Nana, what's the matter with your sister?"
"Actually, it's nothing big … Well, it's Ashin's birthday tomorrow. I don't know what he likes for his birthday. Do you know, brother-in-law?" Yu Yina hesitated for a long time and asked. She thought she didn't ask the wrong person this time. Yu Chen was Yu Shen's brother. He must know what he likes.
Yu Chen said with a shallow smile, "Maybe you can give yourself to him. That guy will be very happy."
Yu Yina's face suddenly turned red. She muttered, "Brother-in-law, don't joke."
"Ahem … Ah Shen likes to collect fountain pens. Just give him a fountain pen. I'm sure he'll like it," Yu Chen said with a straight face.
Although Yu Shen was his brother, the two brothers didn't live together much. They only knew a little about each other's preferences. Once, Yu Chen accidentally entered Yu Shen's room and found that there were dozens of expensive pens in his cabinet. Only then did he know that Yu Shen liked pens.
Yu Shen learned calligraphy since he was a child. He was good at both hard and soft pens. He had the habit of writing in his diary every night, so giving a pen was perfect.
"I see. Thank you, brother-in-law." After Yu Yina hung up the phone, she quickly looked at the savings in her bank card. There were more than 20,000 yuan, which was definitely enough to buy a pen.
After Yu Chen hung up the phone, he wanted to put Zhou Manchun's phone back to its original position. Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, Yu Chen was filled with curiosity. He simply looked through Zhou Manchun's phone.
Recently, there were a few calls from Jin Beisen to her. Yu Chen looked at the call time. The longest call was seven minutes.
Yu Chen suppressed his uneasiness. He frowned slightly. There was a faint jealousy in his heart. He put Zhou Manchun's phone back to its original position and turned to look at Yu Xin, who was sleeping quietly on the bed.
If it weren't for this child, Zhou Manchun would definitely not marry him. For more than two years, they lived like a real couple. The family relationship was very harmonious, but there was always a sense of alienation.
What was love? Yu Chen thought. He wasn't so open-minded that he could let go and wish Zhou Manchun and Jin Beisen be happy. Because Yu Chen used to be a prosecutor, he was always particularly sensitive to certain things, including Jin Beisen's son. Jin Yumo was almost a miniature version of Jin Beisen. This child was definitely related to him by blood.
It wasn't only women who had a sixth sense. Yu Chen always faintly felt that Jin Yumo was the son of Zhou Manchun and Jin Beisen because Jin Yumo was four years old. Four years ago, the only woman by Jin Beisen's side was Zhou Manchun. Although Yu Chen didn't like Jin Beisen very much, he still knew his character. Jin Beisen was a clean freak. Although the outside world said that he was dissolute, he had never had a relationship with an unclear woman. Otherwise, his illegitimate children would have been exposed one by one.
Therefore, the only possibility was that Jin Yumo was Zhou Manchun's son. This was Yu Chen's initial guess. He didn't dare to continue guessing.
What if his guess was correct?
Zhou Manchun came out in a loose nightgown. Her fluffy hair was scattered to her waist. Her sexy figure faintly carried a seductive charm. A few strands of hair hung in front of her forehead. The warm light shone on her face, making her look particularly gentle and beautiful.
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