Bus > Other Types > Reborn Cold Princess, You Must Be Mine > Chapter 35 Tyrant, Only You Can Do It

  "Alright, Ruòér?!" Wénxuān got up early and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Then he went to call Ruòér to come and have breakfast.

  "Ah, here I come." As she spoke, Ruo'er came down from upstairs.

  A white cotton dress with floral patterns, a lily fold on the left hem, paired with a pair of pink fish-mouth high heels, and that delicate face with a hint of indifference, like an angel with broken wings. Looking into those eyes, you'd be drawn in, wondering if there's a depth of sorrow within.

  Watching his sister walk down step by step, like a noble and elegant princess, Wen Xuan felt that it was good to have his sister accompany him. Otherwise, he really didn't know how to live alone by himself.

  "Brother, what's wrong?" Yu'er asked, puzzled as to why her brother stood there motionless.

  "You're really beautiful."

  "Brother, you're also very handsome."

  Today's Wen Xuan also wore a casual outfit in coffee color, perfectly interpreting the British style, exuding a genuine English gentleman demeanor.

  "Sister, you've changed. You've become talkative." Unexpectedly, her sister actually praised herself, and Wen Xuan was so happy that she shared her discovery.

  "Really?"

  "Really? Brother, I wanted to ask you if it's because of that person named Leng Ye Bing?"

  "No." Ruò ér Yǐ Kǒu hastily denied, his words a bit rushed.

  "Brother, I'm not forcing you. Just want to say that if fallen flowers have feelings and flowing water has intentions, brother would agree. On the premise that he treats you well, sincerely. Overbearing, only for you."

  "Brother, let's eat quickly." Ruo'er urged her brother to eat quickly, not wanting to say anything more. To be honest, she didn't know herself right now, although she felt that the cold Ye Bing was good to her, but she had said that she wasn't in the mood to think about these love-related things, and now only wanted to find the person who killed her parents as soon as possible.

  "Uh-huh." Since his sister didn't want to say more, maybe she hadn't thought it through clearly. He also shouldn't say much now, and just help take care of her later.

  Fifteen minutes later, Ruo Er drove her own Rolls-Royce Phantom towards Emperor's Noble Academy.

  Wen Xuan drove his own Bentley Continental GTC, following closely behind his sister's car, like a guardian.

  "Dad, Mom. I'm leaving." Leng Ye Bing tidied up everything and bid farewell to her parents who were still having breakfast before heading out to school.

  "Bing er, you must invite more classmates to attend tonight's party." Leng Mu reminded her son as he was about to leave.

  "Hmm." Early in the morning, her mother was nagging non-stop by her ear, and Leng Yuebing felt that her ears were about to grow calluses.

  "You've said that many times already. I'm tired of hearing it." The cold father added another sentence.

  "Is it? Are you tired of listening?" Cold mother looked at cold father with an expression that dared him to say a word, or she would ignore him.

  "Haha, eat quickly. It's all cold." The clever and calm father neither confirmed nor denied it, but skillfully changed the subject.

  "That's about right."

  After going out, Leng Ye Bing got into his own black Ferrari, started the engine and drove forward.

  Watching the couples walking side by side or riding a bicycle together, pair after pair chatting and laughing as they slowly make their way down the road, with genuine smiles on their faces, strolling freely.

  Leng Ye's heart also looked forward to when he could stroll hand in hand with Ruo Er on the morning road like this. Now thinking about it, I feel that my previous self was so ridiculous, and I used to laugh at those who said that being pressed on the road was a very happy thing.