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Chapter 48

Fu Fengyi was thinking, this old Ye didn't know what was going on, and agreed to say that he didn't come.

She knows her son too much. On the surface, he watched his father holding an attitude that he didn't care or even protested. In fact, he was eager to come by his father in his heart.

He doesn't come now, he must be lost, he has to deliberately do so to indicate that he doesn't matter.

He was already angry. If she persuaded, he would leak his grievances and hatred for his father. Song Wanting and the servants were there, which inspired his anger. It would be no good.

She looked at the housekeeper indifferently and motioned him to refuse.

The housekeeper stepped forward and said very respectfully: "Mr. Ye, thank you so much. It's just that my son is still young and can't afford such a heavy gift."

"Is it a gift or a walk, you choose the same!"

Ye Qianmo's words are not heavy, but the meaning is heavy.

The housekeeper was embarrassed, and he looked at Fu Fengyi for help.

Fu Fengyi said angrily: "In this case, you will accept it first."

The housekeeper knew that the meaning of this sentence first was to find a place to properly resettle the gift. When the relationship between the father and son turned well, he would return the things back and return.

"Yes, lady!" He took the key box from the secretary.

"Secretary Li, you have worked hard, it is better to leave a meal." Fu Fengyi politely.

Ye Qianmo interfaced indifferently: "No need, the chairman is waiting for him to reply. Please help me tell him, there is no place to give me a lot of money in the future, although I give me gifts. I have a lot of servants here.

There is no place to distribute. Slowly, don't send it anymore! "

As the secretary of the chairman of Secretary Li, wherever he goes, he welcomes where he is welcomed, at least no one will show him.

Today in Ye Qianmo, it is really not light.

But he is the son of the chairman. He has to endure everything, and he has to accompany his smile.

"Mr. Ye, I wish you a happy birthday! I will not accompany it."

After Secretary Li left, Fu Fengyi ordered the housekeeper to continue serving, and he could cook.

As soon as he left, Ye Qianmo's face returned as usual.

"Mo'er, today you bless you happy every day! At the same time, this glass of wine should also respect Wanting and welcome her to come." Fu Fengyi raised red wine and touched the cup with Ye Qianmo and Song Wanting.

The young people of the two stood respectfully and touched the cup, and then sat down after drinking.

The assistant brought by Song Wanting was standing close to her behind her, and Xia Youxin and Sun Mengmeng, who were specially assigned to take care of her, were idle and stood outside a few steps.

Xia Youxin has not yet slowed down from the absence of the chairman. She lowered her head slightly and kept looking at the ground.

Fu Fengyi secretly observed that Ye Qianmo was in a mood. Today, Ye Haoran did not come. I am afraid that the father and son will be difficult to reconcile for a while and a half. It seems that the marriage can only be said by her alone.

"Tingting, I and Uncle Ye and I are very optimistic about you. I asked Moer last night, and he also said that he liked you. Auntie meant to see you engaged and married as soon as possible, what do you see?"

Song Wanting's face was red, and the other words were polite. Even if she heard it, she was most concerned about the phrase "Moer also expressed like you."

She looked at Ye Qianmo coquettishly, and she was perfect, and she wanted to ask him if he really liked her.

At first glance, she admired him, and finally had something to please Fu Fengyi.

"Qian Mo, today's aunt is present, and your birthday. I want to tell you, I like you! I am willing to marry you!"

Song Wanting boldly confessed to win the smile of Fu Fengyi, Ye Qianmo also bent the corner of his lips lightly.

He didn't know why when Song Wanting confessed, Yu Guang's eyes would sweep on Xia Youxin's face.

The damn woman looked at the ground dullly, as if Song Wanting had said that the impact on her with a straightforwardness.
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