The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy Chapter 2822: Stir-fried bean sprouts with scallions: Do You Like Ye Cong?

Chapter 2822: Stir-fried bean sprouts with scallions: Do You Like Ye Cong?

Ye Cong’s appearance was probably the biggest show of the night. As he did not understand the dialect, he had an excuse to keep Xin ya by his side.
It was a pretty name. If I said anything wrong, you would be the one who would be embarrassed.
There were many singing and dancing activities. Ye Cong could only listen to a melody, but it was enough that the melody was good.
Xin Ya had always been good at singing, so ye Cong sat next to her and listened to her singing.
Maybe it was because she had not been back for two years, but Xin ya had been very excited tonight. Ye Cong just watched, as if it was a kind of happiness to be able to see her happy like this.
Ye Cong did not understand what they were heckling about, but the next second, he saw Xin ya running over. She raised her small head and looked at him with her big, shiny eyes. “They asked if you wanted to go dancing.”
Ye Cong raised his eyebrows slightly. “I don’t know how.”
“It’s just a blind dance,”xin ya said as she dragged Ye Cong over. Then, she brought him into the crowd and surrounded the old elm tree that was hundreds of years old.
But everyone was happy. That was enough.
Ye Cong followed Xin Ya and for the first time, he felt that happiness could be so simple.
After arriving here, Ye Cong realized that many of his first times were given to him by this place.
This place was barren, backward, and poor, but their spirits were rich, and their lives were blissful.
A new year’s party was held until eleven o’clock. Before everyone left, they all walked past Ye Cong, looking at him with either satisfaction or sizing him up. Ye Cong would respond politely from time to time, and it was very easy to get along with these people.
“Do you feel bored?”Xin Ya walked backward and looked at Ye Cong.
“No, it’s very… Fresh.”Ye Cong gave a rough description of his mood, but he had been paying attention to Xin YA’s feet. When Xin ya almost fell, he pulled her into his arms, “Watch where you’re going.”
This hug did not release her.
Xin Ya groaned, but she did not struggle. At this moment, there were still people passing by, and her face instantly turned red.
Fortunately, it was dark now, so no one could see clearly.
“What are you doing?”Xin Ya growled in a low voice, not daring to make a sound.
Ye Cong carried Xin ya around twice and turned to the corner of a house, so that no one would see him.
“You still haven’t answered me about what happened this afternoon. Do you know who I Like Now?”Tonight, there was still an hour before the new year. He would definitely not drag it out until next year.
Xin Ya was half pressed down by him. His words with a hint of a smile fell into her ears just like that.
Plop, Plop —
Xin Ya dodged his gaze and did not dare to look at Ye Cong. Her hands were clasped together, but ye Cong slowly squeezed in and held her right hand, interlocking his fingers with hers.
“Where’s the courage to lie to me at Qian Yikun’s House?”Ye Cong placed his chin on her shoulder, his palm warm and pressing against hers.
In the distance, someone was setting off fireworks at the foot of the mountain. She could see it when she looked up.
The first time someone confessed to her, and the person was her boss?
What was she going to do?
Her mind was a little muddled, and her heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of her throat.
Did she like Ye Cong?
Yes!
Perhaps she liked him even more than she liked Ding junqi back then. At least when Ding Junqi got married, she was really happy. But when Ye Cong liked someone else, she would feel uncomfortable in her heart.
This was probably love.
“I –”
Xin Ya thought about it and raised her head to look at Ye Cong.