Cannon fodder She is targeted by yanderes in every dimension

Chapter 313: Cannon fodder childhood sweetheart targeted by childhood sweetheart 9

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Yun Yan'an brought Yun Wu back to the Yun family, and as soon as he walked into the living room, he heard the sound of conversation coming from inside.

"I haven't been back for a few years. Will you go abroad again after returning this time?"

"I will stay here to be a doctor first. After all, I was also studying medicine while handling company affairs abroad. I have to practice it. After a while, I will join the group to help."

Yun Wu's voice sounded very familiar. Before she could come to her senses, she was pulled inside by Yun Yan'an.

In the huge living room, Yun's father and mother were sitting on the sofa, looking at the man sitting opposite them with smiling eyes.

He had his back to Yun Wu, so he couldn't see her face clearly. Yun Mu was the first to notice Yun Wu and Yun Yan'an coming in, and then said with a smile:

"Yan An, Xiao Wu, it's a good coincidence that you guys are back too, come and meet Yu Bai, you haven't seen each other for three or four years, right?"

As soon as Yun Mu finished speaking, the man with his back to Yun Wu stood up and turned around.

He was wearing a custom-made white suit jacket with a light blue shirt underneath, which made him look very elegant.

His smooth face reveals his angular handsomeness, and his high nose bridge and thin lips exude a calm demeanor.

The gold-rimmed glasses on his face make him look abstinent and gentle, and because he is mixed-race, his facial features are just right in three-dimensionality.

"I just called me and told me I was returning home, and you showed up as soon as I got home!"

Yun Yan'an's face showed a look of joy at meeting someone after a long separation. He then took a step forward and patted his hand lightly.

Song Yubai looked at the petite girl in a dress who was following behind Yun Yanan, and his cold eyes concealed their deepness.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The little girl looked at him with her bright eyes in a daze, her small face, which was as big as a palm, had extremely delicate features.

The fair and soft cheek flesh made people want to pinch it, but Song Yubai's eyes remained calm.

No, I want to bite her until she cries pitifully...

"Xiao Wu should still remember Yu Bai, you two used to have a very good relationship."

Father Yun said with a smile, of course Yun Wu remembered it, she had been trying to forget it gradually in the past few years.

In the first year that Song Yubai went abroad, she still contacted him frequently, but after that they contacted him very rarely.

The reason for this is that, firstly, there were too many embarrassing things in my childhood, and every time I think about them, I feel like digging my toes into the ground.

The second reason is actually because...

Yun Wu felt like... she seemed to like him a little, the kind of secret crush, because at that time Ye Xiaowan and other roommates were always talking about "childhood sweethearts" in her ears.

So she might have heard it too much, and then felt like she had a crush on him, but it was probably an illusion caused by knowing each other for a long time.

She wanted to nip this unrealistic thing in the bud, and then she rarely contacted Song Yubai.

She had been busy learning to dance in the past two years and had forgotten all about these things, but she didn't expect Song Yubai to suddenly return home.

Looking at Song Yubai, who was tall and had a cold temperament, Yun Wu felt a little nervous for a moment, perhaps because she hadn't seen him for a few years.

She thought of what Yunmu had told her before, that when she was very young, she couldn't speak clearly, so when she first met Song Yubai, she called him Brother Guo.

"Pot, Brother Pot."

Yun Wu blushed as soon as she opened her mouth. She was just recalling that incident in her mind, but she accidentally said this name out loud.

"It turns out Xiao Wu still remembers your nickname, hahaha!"

Yun Yan'an was laughing secretly on the side, but fortunately Song Yubai didn't care, but his cold and elegant face still had a gentle and easy-going expression.

At dinner time, Su Yun was busy handing over the restaurant she opened because she would be joining the Yun Group to study in a couple of days, so she would not be back for dinner.

Yun's father and mother invited Song Yubai to have dinner at the Yun family.

Yun Wu sat between Song Yubai and Yun Yan'an, and the three of them sat in the same seats as before.

"Eat more Yubai. It's rare to eat authentic Chinese food abroad in recent years."

Yunmu said, and then handed a bowl of hot soup made by the family chef to Song Yubai, who took it very politely.

But Song Yubai still used the serving chopsticks to pick up the dishes that were farther away from Yun Wu first. This was his old habit.

Yun Wu was surprised because three or four years had passed, but she didn't expect that Song Yubai still remembered what she liked and didn't like to eat.

Are you still treating her like a child?

Yun Wu carefully raised her head and looked at Song Yubai who was talking to his father and mother.

Unexpectedly, he was caught peeking. Song Yubai turned his head and looked at her, with an indescribable meaning in his cold eyes.

"If you want to eat anything, I'll help you."

Because Song Yubai came back today, Yun's father and mother asked people to prepare a large table of dishes, and there were still many dishes that were far away that had not been eaten yet.

"No, no need."

Yun Wu shook her head and lowered her head quickly, holding the chopsticks and eating the food in the bowl obediently.

Yun's father and mother were talking about Yun Yan'an's experience in the Yun Group over the years. Yun Wu didn't understand anything about business, so she just sat there and concentrated on eating.

The cheeks are bulging from eating so much, and they look round and cute.

Song Yubai ate his meal in silence, but his eyes were still fixed on her.

After dinner, Song Yubai went back to the Song family next door.

It had been a busy day today. Yun Wu took a shower tiredly and came out of the bathroom wearing a white bathrobe with a loose collar.

She collapsed on the soft and comfortable bed, opened her cell phone and sent a message to Ye Xiaowan.

Within a few seconds, Ye Xiaowan called.

"What! That Song Dabai is back!"

"It's Song Yubai..."

Yun Wu said weakly. Ye Xiaowan on the other end of the phone was silent for two seconds, then continued:

"None of this matters. What's important is that you two have met again after such a long time. Could it be... hehehe."

"We just knew each other earlier, and he just treats me like his brother..."

Yun Wu quickly stopped Ye Xiaowan from continuing to fantasize. If she were allowed to think any further, she would be able to imagine the entire life of this couple.

"By the way, Xiaowu, didn't you pass the interview for the ballet company? When are you going to start work?"

"It's next week, but I have to see the dentist before then..."

Yun Wu curled up on the soft quilt and said that she was really afraid of pain, but she had a wisdom tooth that seemed a little inflamed, and she didn't know whether it should be removed, so she had to go and see a doctor.

When she was little, she admired the doctors in TV dramas because they were really amazing at curing diseases.

Yun Wu said a few more words and then hung up the phone. She got up from the bed and was about to untie her bathrobe and put on her nightgown.

Suddenly she turned her head and looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows that covered an entire wall. Fortunately, she hadn't untied them yet because she had forgotten to pull up the curtains first.

Facing the floor-to-ceiling window was a room on the third floor of the Song family villa next door, but it seemed that no one lived there.

Yun Wu walked forward and pulled up the thick curtains, and the scene in the bedroom was quickly blocked out, leaving only a small gap for the light from inside the room to come through.

In the dark room opposite, the curtains were half open, and a tall man in a blue shirt was sitting on the sofa.

Those deep eyes looked at the tightly closed curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows opposite.

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