Ying Shao is a Girl

"Xiao Ling, please excuse me. I'm going to host it first. You should eat first."

Ling Yiche gave him an encouraging smile, "Well, go ahead."

After Xiao Zhengyan left, Wen Yunuan came over again.

She was wearing a light blue dress, her hair was shawl-length, her skin was as good as snow, her figure was slender, she was beautiful.

"Senior brother, what a coincidence, you are here too."

The girl smiled sweetly, her eyes sparkling.

"Yes, junior sister." Ling Yiche nodded with his usual politeness and distance.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I've been very busy lately. Grandpa often talks about you."

"Well, it's time to take the exam..."

In recent weeks, Ling Yiche has not consulted Wu Huajiang. As his study of traditional Chinese medicine continues to deepen, he is increasingly able to discover and solve problems by himself.

His self-study ability is getting stronger and stronger, his attainments in Chinese medicine are getting higher and higher, and his medical skills are advancing by leaps and bounds.

"So this is ah……"

Wen Yunuan nodded thoughtfully.

"By the way, senior brother, why are you here? Do you know the young master of the Xiao family?" Wen Yunuan looked curious.

"Well, we are friends."

"Oh fine."

The Wen family has some friendship with the Xiao family, so the Wen family also came.

Ling Yiche concentrated and hesitated for a while.

Finally he spoke, "How are you these days?"

The news of the death of the head of the Wen family has become known to everyone, so it is normal for Ling Yiche to know about it.

Wen Yunuan lost his biological father, and he lost his mother not long ago. He understood and felt the pain of losing a loved one.

"..." Although Ling Yiche's words were very tactful, Wen Yunuan still knew the meaning behind his words.

"It's good. People can't be resurrected. The dead are gone. We living people naturally have to look at the past. We can't always be stuck in the past, nor can we always live in the past..."

Wen Yunuan's eyes flashed slightly, and his ink-colored pupils were dark.

"Well, it's true. Junior sister is really a cheerful and optimistic person."

There was a flash of surprise in Ling Yiche's eyes, because Wen Yunuan didn't show any sadness or sadness at losing a loved one. He was so optimistic and open-minded that he didn't look like a teenage girl, but like a decades-old person who had seen through the world of mortals.

"I've always been like this. It seems that you don't understand me, senior brother."

Wen Yunuan looked at him with a half-smile.

"..." Ling Yiche didn't know what to say for a moment.

He really didn't understand Wen Yunuan.

I don’t want to know either.

"Senior brother, can you take a step to speak? I have a very important question to ask you, please!"

The girl's eyes were full of smiles, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

"...Okay." Ling Yiche agreed without hesitation.

Wu Huajiang was his master, and Wen Yunuan was his junior sister. No matter what, he had no reason to refuse Wen Yunuan's request for advice.

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The air conditioning is turned on indoors, and there are many guests and a lot of carbon dioxide is exhaled, so the room is very stuffy.

It's different outside, with a cool breeze mixed with a hint of chill, but the air is circulated and cool, which makes people feel much more comfortable, and the suffocating feeling indoors is gone.

"Senior brother, didn't Mr. Ying come with you?"

Wen Yunuan asked this question out of the blue.

Hearing this, Ling Yiche was slightly stunned.

Is this the important thing she said? !

Confused, Ling Yiche still answered her politely.

"early……"

"Mr. Ying, she didn't come."

Wen Yunuan said "Oh" without any pain or itching. It was hard to tell what she was thinking.

"Senior brother...what is your relationship with Young Master?"

The girl had an innocent expression, and her watery eyes were sparkling, with little bits of light floating in the dark night.