Yan Feng's wardrobe was mostly slim-fitting clothes. Yan Menglin frowned and raised her eyebrows for a long time, and finally chose a pure white shirt and a pair of beige casual trousers. However, her figure was so hot that the pair of human weapons pushed the shirt high. Her underwear was violently torn apart by Yan Feng just now. At this time, it was a vacuum suit, and two cherries appeared and faintly appeared.

"If I see it, I will definitely be scolded to death..."

She covered her plump breasts with her hands. When she thought that Yan Feng was still outside the room, her pretty face immediately turned red. She simply picked another thin coat and put it on, and then looked at the decorations in the room.

"The habit is pretty good, unlike those lewd young masters who hang beautiful posters in the room, and they don't have that kind of dirty hobby."

The room was decorated in a simple manner, and except for some dust, it looked neat, but these could be sorted out by the servants. She swept her eyes to the book desk and took a note pad at the bottom of the bookshelf. When she opened it, she found that the key notes on "Advanced Mathematics" were recorded on it, which were all handwritten, and were neat and grand. She obviously worked hard on the pen writing.

"I can't tell that he has such connotation." Yan Menglin's face showed a hint of surprise.

In this era of highly developed electronic technology, we have even begun to study how to directly import knowledge and information into the human brain. Just carry a memory card with you to easily transfer information, just like brush calligraphy was abandoned in the early 21st century. Nowadays, most people give up handwritten words, and very few people maintain the habit of handwriting.

She then flipped through several books, and the persistence and efforts shown in the notes touched her heart. Thinking of her awkward pen calligraphy, she felt inferiority in her heart, and suddenly made up a determination: "My conditions are no worse than him, how can I lose to him in this regard? When I go back, I must practice pen calligraphy!"

"Which subject has to take so many notes?" Seeing three thick notebooks at the end of the lower layer of the bookshelf, she became curious and reached out to take out one of them. Her eyes glanced at the cover, and her whole body trembled, "diary? This is...his diary? Should I take a look? No, my grand young lady of the Yan family, how can I do something to peek at other people's secrets... but it should be nothing to look at..."

The angel and demon in her heart were fighting fiercely, holding the diary in both hands and never put it down. At this time, a knock on the door sounded.

"Have you finished changing your clothes?"

Yan Menglin seemed a little impatient when she heard his tone and said angrily: "Your clothes are wide, small, and there are not many suitable ones. Don't you know that it's very troublesome for girls to change clothes? It's only twenty minutes. You tore my clothes apart, so why don't you let you wait for a while?"

When Yan Feng heard "tearing my clothes", he lost confidence and had to continue waiting. Yan Menglin's inner demon gained the power of anger and completely defeated the angel and stood in a dominant position.

"Looking at Miss Ben's body, I also want to read your diary and get some interest back!"

Thinking of this, she became bolder, but after turning on the cover, she was attracted by the two lines of words on the blank page: "Memory is precious because it will be forgotten; if you do everything well, you will not regret it."

"Do everything well and you won't regret it..."

Yan Menglin pondered the smell of these words, and became more interested in his diary, and couldn't wait to open the first page.

“

February 3, 2059

Today, we received the academic assessment results for the senior high school senior year, and Yueru and Tianhao also passed the assessment. They were probably as happy as me. We will all be assigned to comprehensive classes in the new academic year. Although it only takes half a year, I am absolutely confident to be admitted to Nanjing University.

...

”

...

“

April 6, 2059

Tomorrow is my mother's birthday. She and her father have been busy with research these days, and probably forgot about it. In previous years, they were playing piano, so this year I would like to give my mother a surprise. She should be very happy with Yueru dancing with her.

...

”

The books Yan Menglin read were all Yan Feng’s "struggle" diary during high school. From it, we can see his strong mentality and care for his parents, but his ideas are still a little simple, after all, he was only 16 years old at that time.

"I don't know how he is in college?"

Yan Menglin put the diary in her hand back to its original position and took out the second book.

“

September 6, 2059

Three years of dream come true, and I finally stepped into the school gate of Nanjing University and finally lived up to my father's expectations. Today, my parents looked very happy and agreed to attend the opening ceremony.

Everyone had a great chat at the afternoon party, but unfortunately Zi Yan was not present. Uncle Tang's company was almost on the verge of bankruptcy due to financial problems recently. I found an opportunity to ask my father, and maybe he would agree to the financing.

...

”

Yan Menglin looked through page by page, and saw the plain description in the diary and the concern for the people around her. Although Yan Feng changed his personality a lot after he disappeared two years ago, the impression she gave at Nandu University in the past was only "the arrogant young master of the Yang family", which was completely different from what he showed in the diary. His life was so fulfilling and colorful.

"So this is his true side."

She also came from a wealthy family. She encountered too many flatteries, intrigues and intrigues, and gradually wrapped her heart up. Her appearance also showed a arrogant personality, and she was used to using the temper of a young lady to eliminate trouble. Therefore, she easily accepted Yan Feng's inner side.

Time passed without realizing it, Yan Menglin was completely trapped in his life story. She suddenly remembered the death of his parents in a plane crash in her mind. She couldn't help but feel nervous and quickly turned backwards.

“

October 6, 2061

I finally got my academic certificate and can take over the company's affairs tomorrow...

”

"October 6, this is the day before the crash..."

Yan Menglin then turned to the next page, but found that it was empty and nothing was left behind. Suddenly, she seemed to be able to feel his mood at that time. Yes, what else is more important than relatives? When his parents die, he must be very sad. How could he still have the heart to write a diary?

Thinking of this, her sympathy was flooded, and she felt a deep guilt in her heart, secretly blaming herself for not being able to peek at his diary at will, but she couldn't help but want to read it. The conflicting thoughts were always struggling. She sat in the room for more than an hour. Although she failed to read all three diaries, she also had a clear understanding of Yan Feng's character, and even learned about Han Yueru, Li Tianhao and others through his diary.

"Does God want to temper him? Let him suffer such a painful thing? He must have encountered many troubles when he disappeared. As his heir to the Yang Group, many people must have spyed on the Yang family's property. He must have lived a hard life in two years... By the way, he is still outside. If he knew that I was peeking at his diary, he might have killed me! No, he just pretended to be vicious and would be very angry at most."

She carefully put the diary back to its original position, her eyes fell on the photo frame covered by the tabletop, and couldn't help but pick it up. Seeing the happy smile of the little boy above, she murmured:

"I wish I could keep a smile like this."

When she said this, she felt very strange and thought to herself: "What's wrong with me? Am I falling in love with him? How is this possible? He is almost the same as my younger brother at the age." She tidied up her collar and walked out of the room.

At this time, Yan Feng was leaning against the wall by the door and was stunned. He heard the sound of opening the door before he came back to his senses. Yan Menglin saw his face gloomy and thought he was suspicious. She explained in panic: "Miss is dressing very carefully. It didn't take so long, but your clothes are too old and there are not many suitable ones, so it will last for so long."

Yan Menglin always uses the tone of "I" when she is acting like a lady. Yan Feng only thinks that she makes things difficult for her, but she doesn't know that she is also in this situation when she hides some things, and said coldly:

"If you change it, leave. The matter of my sneak into the Jin family is not allowed to be leaked, otherwise I will definitely kill you."

"Don't worry, I won't say it out," Yan Menglin immediately breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was not angry, "Can you tell me what's going on with your wound healing?"

"The more you know, the faster you die!"

"You don't have to be so fierce. I know you won't kill me. As your mentor, I don't want you to have something to do."

Yan Menglin's attitude was almost 180 degrees, and she used the "mentor" as a guise, and her tone became extremely gentle, changing the topic: "Are you going to use those two agreements to help the Yang Group win the lawsuit? This is a double-edged sword. It will expose Director Lu that the Yang Group will shake the Yang Group within, and the possibility of winning is not very high."

Yan Feng replied to her cold eyes and turned toward the door, which made her boss feel uncomfortable: "What, I asked because I care about you. Is it necessary to be so indifferent? No, I am the victim, why should I look at your face? Hello, Yang Feng..."
Chapter completed!