Ao Xue was silent. It was not that she was unwilling to answer, but she didn't know how to answer. Yan Mingyao's eyes made her feel that it was a kind of pity. She pushed him away and ran outward, and she no longer wanted to stay here.

Second.

Ao Xue went home in a daze. Seeing Shanghua carrying the insulation bucket and about to go out, she forced herself to cheer up and asked, "Where is Mr. Ye?"

"Mr. Ye has gone to the office. When the old lady sees you are not here, she asks me to send soup to the young master." Shanghua lowered her head and said obediently, Ao Xue frowned at the soup.

She wanted to go and see her off, but her stomach felt a little painful. In addition, Yan Mingyao's impact tonight made her unable to resist Ye Nianmo's cold violence. She waved her hand, and a smile of success flashed in Shanghua's eyes.

There was only one office in the Ye family building and the lights were still on. Ye Bo stood beside him with all his duties. The bruises on his face were almost healed, with only a faint purple color left in the corners of his eyes.

"The old man named Alin has never been to China and should have nothing to do with Ye family." Ye Bo said in a deep voice. After some investigation, he felt that the incident might have been accidental.

"Go to France again. You must take down the designer's brand. If you can't get the news from him, start with the people he is close to." Ye Nianmo looked grim, and he swept Ye Bo's face.

The pain in the face made him feel even heavier, "This time I will let the Ye family go with you."

"Young master, I made a mistake last time, and I wouldn't make such a mistake this time no matter what." Ye Bo's expression gradually tightened, and his murderous aura could not hide his penis, which made people feel terrifying.

Ye Nianmo put his hand on the top of his nose and pinched it, his eyes a little tired, "I will go to the United States the day after tomorrow."

Ye Bo knew what the young master went to the United States to do, so he could only look forward to the news about Miss Ding this time.

There was a soft voice outside the door. The two of them looked at each other and closed their mouths at the same time. Shanghua kept eavesdropping outside. Only then knocked on the door. Ye Bo opened the door for her and said with a little apology: "Sorry, Master,"

The old lady asked me to deliver soup.”

Ye Nianmo nodded, "Let it go there."

Shanghua walked up to him and was about to put the soup on the table. His feet suddenly slipped and his body was tilted towards Ye Nianmo. She thought the young master would definitely hug her. When she fell and grinned, she found out that the young master was

Standing a few steps away, looking at her faintly.

Ye Nianmo's shirt was splashed with some chicken soup. He frowned and could not stand the greasy feeling. Shanghua hurriedly got up. Her eyes were panicked and her expression was about to cry.

"Young Master, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. If you change the clothes, I'll clean them up immediately."

Ye Nianmo frowned. He walked into the locker room next door, changed into another shirt, looked at Shang Hua and said in a deep voice: "It's lost."

Shanghua nodded and hurriedly went to the room to take away the clothes. The sound of discussion sounded again in the office. Shanghua raised a sweet and terrifying smile in the darkness.

Ye family, when Shanghua entered the door, Fu Fengyi was about to drink the Anshen Soup. This is what she must do every day. Drink the Anshen Soup at 10 o'clock, and Shanghua just seized the time and she quickly approached.

After seeing Fu Fengyi, he looked a little panicked.

Shang Hua thought to himself that such an old fox would not let go of the expression on her face. Sure enough, Fu Fengyi said carelessly: "What's wrong."

She pretended to be startled and hid the shirt behind her. Fu Fengyi's voice was majestic and unquestionable. It was a demeanor developed from decades of graceful and luxurious life. She suddenly restrained her expression.
Chapter completed!