C10

After some consideration, Ye Yihang decided to go to the United States to study. He wanted to make some progress so that this bunch of old people would beg to return the power of the company to him.

Three days later.

In the spacious and bright airport lobby of Taipei International Airport.

"Young master, you have to be careful of your body when you're alone in America."

"Uncle Lin, don't worry. Before I came to America, I had already sent people to prepare everything." He took a deep breath. Three years later, when he returns, he would definitely be able to take back the power that his father had left behind in the group, "Taipei, just you wait for the day when I return and show my skills."

Ye Yihang's deep and cold eyes revealed a faint smile. Just as he was about to walk into the ticket gate and leave the place where he was raised, a clear voice suddenly echoed within the airport's main hall.

"Brother Yuhang, Big Brother Yu, wait for me. Wait for me."

Ye Yihang heard the voice and frowned slightly. He saw a thin and small figure limping through the bright airport lobby, passing by people who were walking past, running towards the ticket check.

"Brother Yuhang, Brother Yuhang." Shen Qing'er held onto a bottle of luckier stars, ignoring the injury on her leg, she ran towards them with difficulty, "This is the lucky star I gave you."

A few days ago, it was the twenty-third birthday of the boat master Ye Yu. Originally, Shen Qing'er wanted to gift this bottle of lucky star to Ye Yihang, but on the way home, because she was too impatient and got hit by a car, she didn't feel the pain in her leg any longer. She had even unintentionally overheard the story of Ye Yihang going to the United States to study, and came over to see him off.

Uncle Lin was afraid that Ye Yihang would be angry and did not let her see him off. Unexpectedly, in the end, Shen Qing'er still sneaked out of the hospital, and she wanted to give the eighteen thousand stars he made to Ye Yihang personally, so that he could bring his to a foreign land far away from Taipei. There would be a day when he could return to Taipei without any problems.

"Brother Yuhang, Brother Yuhang." Finally, Shen Qing'er dragged her injured leg to Ye Yihang's side. The wound split open and a layer of eye-piercing blood-red dyed the hem of her pure white skirt.

"Qing'er, why are you here?" Uncle Lin looked at Shen Qing'er's torn wound and felt her heart ache, "Didn't I tell you to stay in the hospital and not to come out?"

"No, Uncle Lin, I will definitely come and give you the lucky star that I personally made." The thirteen year old Shen Qing'er was already much taller than the little girl from three years ago. Although her beautiful face still had a childish look, she was obviously a beautiful girl.

"She looked at Ye Yihang's cold eyes, and just like how she had looked over the years, she carefully held onto the star in her hand, and brought it in front of Ye Yihang, her small face full of sincerity. Brother Yuhang, this is my birthday present for you, that day, I was hit by a car and couldn't make it to give it to you, I heard that you are going to America, so please accept this bottle of star luck, I hope you can bring it to America and come back smoothly. "

Ye Yihang's tall and straight figure was like a stone statue, standing under the bright and bright lights of the airport's main hall. He had a deep and stern face, with clear lines that would attract the attention of passersby, and they would sigh at the existence of such a handsome and cold man in this world.

He looked at Shen Qing'er's bright eyes, at her blushing Xiao Hong, at her broken wounds and dyed red dresses, and at the fact that she gave him eighteen thousand stars every year because he was rushing to the airport. Her cold eyes also twitched.

Seeing the change in Ye Yihang's expression, Shen Ying Yun found it hard to hide the joy in her heart as she held up the beautiful and sparkling lucky star in her hands high up in the air, hoping that would accept it.

Unexpectedly, Ye Yihang only mercilessly turned around and walked into the ticket gate.

"Brother Yuhang." Seeing that Ye Yihang did not accept his gift in the end, Shen Qing'er felt a wave of sadness in his heart, and chased after him without even turning his head. Suddenly, the wound on his leg hurt, and he couldn't help but fall to the ground.

"Qing'er, Qing'er, are you alright?" Seeing Shen Qing'er fall, Uncle Lin's heart became sad, and he helped her up. The glass in his hand was cut, and the wound on his leg was also bleeding. She raised his head, and looked at him sadly, and his sparkling tears fell down his face like a string of pearls, smashing into the smooth and cold floor, "Uncle Lin, why does Brother Yuhang still not accept my blessings?"