In 1995, there was a song in the popular music scene in my country that sang all over the country.

"The 99th daughter is red, buried for eighteen winters; the 99th daughter is red, brewing for eighteen years..."

Three years later, in November 1998, Sister Mei sang a song "Daughter Red".

"Take a sip of my daughter's red, let go of the cold of my heart, and there are three words that I didn't say."

The three words "Daughter Red" have special significance in traditional Chinese culture.

Yang Yuying’s daughter Hong has not only treasured her for eighteen winters?

In her dreamy years, she has not only made her dream for eighteen years?

Yang Fei and Yang Yuying met in New York, covered with snow. They each took a sip of the red wine from 1982, and because of a missed tongue, they untied the coldness of their hearts.

Those three words need not be said.

Everything is indescribable.

Love is not for...

Outside the luxurious and heavy floor-to-ceiling curtains, there is snow.

Warm flames burned in the Western fireplace in the house.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the mouse guarded Yang Fei's door.

No matter who comes, he will block it.

Chen Mo and Ning Xin came back after finishing their business and wanted to come over to report to Yang Fei, but were stopped by the mouse.

"Brother Mouse, we will stop you too?" Chen Mo asked in surprise.

When they were in Boston, they lived in the same house with Yang Fei!

After arriving in New York, Yang Fei bought several properties here, which was enough for everyone to sleep separately.

However, Yang Fei never avoided them.

Even at midnight, they can report to Yang Fei at any time as long as they have something to do.

Mouse looked helpless and persistent: "I'm sorry, Miss Chen, Miss Ning, Mr. Fei is resting, and he refuses to disturb everyone."

"Everyone, including both of us?"

"Yes. Please forgive me. The sky fell. Please report it tomorrow."

"What's going on?" Ning Xin asked Chen Mo curiously.

Chen Mo shook his head: "I don't know, forget it, let's go."

While walking, they looked back and saw that the mouse was motionless like a clay sculpture.

After a while, several middle-aged men in fancy clothes hurried upstairs. When they saw the mouse, they asked, "May I ask, does Boss Yang live here?"

"Which boss Yang?"

"Boss Yang Feiyang of Huayi Company."

"Who are you?" Mouse asked alertly, and his muscles were tense instantly, like a bow that was pulled full of strings. If the other party disagrees, he can shoot out quickly.

"We are employees of Huayi Company. We just received a call from the company and wanted to explain something to Boss Yang in person." The visitor said while wiping his sweat.

"If you have something to do, come back tomorrow!"

"But, our matter is urgent."

The mouse gave him a sharp look and asked him to experience it for himself.

"I'm sorry, I'm disturbing you, we'll come again tomorrow." The person who came was stunned and didn't dare to say anything. He turned around and left in shame.

At six o'clock in the evening, Chen Mo came over. Seeing that the mouse was still standing at the door, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Yang Fei hasn't gotten up yet? It's time to have supper."

"Miss Chen, you don't have to worry about dinner."

"Has it been sent in?"

The mouse did not answer.

"What's wrong with Yang Fei? You won't get sick, right? Are you catching a cold? I'll go in and see him."

"I'm sorry, Miss Chen, it's not convenient for Mr. Fei to meet guests. If you have something to do, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Am I a guest?" Chen Mo couldn't help laughing.

"For me, except Fei Shao, everyone else is a guest."

"Hey, Brother Mouse, what happened? The more I think about it, the more confused I am. I rarely see you standing guard."

"Then I advise you not to think about it. Just do whatever you should do."

Chen Mo was bored, rolled his eyes, and went back honestly.

It was not until 11 o'clock in the evening that the mouse looked at the time and expected that no one would disturb Fei Shao, so he returned to the room to rest, but he was always alert and paid attention to the situation on Yang Fei's side.

I was speechless all night, and until the next morning, there was nothing wrong with Yang Fei.

Chen Mo was really worried about Yang Fei and came here early in the morning.

However, to her surprise, the mouse was still guarding the door.

"Brother Mouse, you haven't slept in the dormitory?"

"Sleep."

"Where is Yang Fei? Have you gotten up?"

"Mr. Fei is still resting."

"Brother Mouse, are you sure Yang Fei is fine?"

"Don't worry, Fei Shao is very good."

"But, it's been so long."

"Miss Chen, can't you trust me?"

Of course Chen Mo could trust the mouse.

He has been following Yang Fei for a long time, even longer than her.

Usually, Yang Fei treats rats without saying that he is like brothers and brothers, treating him as the person he trusts the most and will take him with him wherever he goes.

However, Chen Mo was really puzzled. Why did Yang Fei have to rest for so long?

I don't see him so sleepy!

It was not until the sun was over and the door of Yang Fei did not open.

The first thing Yang Fei did when he opened the door was to instruct the mouse: "Come and send food."

The mouse roughly reported that who has been there during this period and has been there several times.

Yang Fei waved his hand: "I understand. Well, if Chen Mo and Ning Xin come again, let them come in. As for the staff of Huayi, I will disappear. If they still come, you will say I am not here."

"Okay, Fei Shao."

When Chen Mo and Ning Xin came over, they heard the sound of orioles in Yang Fei's room outside the door.

They looked at each other and thought it was Su Tong who came over.

After entering the house, I found that the person who came was not Su Tong, but the famous singer Yang Yuying.

When Ning Xin saw Yang Yuying, she ran over happily: "Miss Yang? It's really you!"

Yang Yuying's face was glowing red, as crystal clear as jade. She shook hands with Ning Xin and Chen Mo, chatting with them with a smile, without any star airs at all.

Chen Mo was very curious, when did Yang Yuying come?

But she dared not ask.

After all, there was no relationship between her and Yang Fei. Why, as a secretary, should she ask about the boss's private life?

Ning Xin has always liked Yang Yuying very much. She has met Yang Yuying through Yang Fei's introduction before. The two are old acquaintances, and there are topics to talk about when they talk.

Although Chen Mo likes listening to music, he does not chase stars.

She was not interested in Yang Yuying.

When Ning Xin and Yang Yuying were chatting, Chen Mo sat quietly, his eyes swept around Yang Fei like a detective.

Yang Fei held his chin in his hand and lay leisurely on the sofa.

He felt Chen Mo's gaze and asked with a smile: "Is there anything?"

Chen Mo said: "I came to see you last night, but Brother Mouse didn't let you in. I'm worried that you are sick and didn't sleep well all night."

Yang Fei believed her words and smiled and said, "It's me that's not good. I'm hangover, so the mouse blocked the guest for me."

Chen Mo looked at Yang Fei's face carefully.

She was disappointed.

It is obvious that Yang Fei's skin tone and mental state are not as good as he had just been hangover.

Chen Mo's mood suddenly became very bad.

What's worse is that she couldn't make a difference, why did her mood become so bad?
Chapter completed!