Chapter 445 Are you going to dig a hole for me, girl?
Ye Qing also had to admire the smelly old man. How did this old guy get this land back then?
You know, this is in the city center of Zhucheng!
But looking back, it seems that the people this stinky old man has friends with are all big shots, and it doesn't seem to be a problem to get a little land.
What's more, when he got the land, the city had not developed to what it is today, so it must have been considered a suburb, right?
However, after these years of development, the location where Private Time is located is the central area of the city. This land must be very valuable.
I have to say that that smelly old man was quite discerning at first.
This is a private restaurant called Juweilou. As soon as he walked into the restaurant, Ye Qing's eyes narrowed.
Hang Yibei naturally noticed Ye Qing's expression, leaned against Ye Qing's side gently, and asked in a low voice: "Young Master, what's wrong?"
"There's something wrong." Ye Qing curled his lips and said, "Let's find a place to sit down first!"
"Yeah!" Hang Yibei nodded, called the waiter to take them to a seat by the window and sat down.
After ordering a few random dishes, when the waiter left, Hang Yibei asked in a low voice: "Young master, what's wrong?"
"I smell a familiar smell." Ye Qing said with squinted eyes.
"Familiar smell? What do you mean?" Hang Yibei asked with a puzzled look.
"Although these people are well hidden, they still can't escape my sensitive nose." Ye Qing answered the question.
"Young master, please stop showing off." Hang Yibei said with a wry smile.
At this time, she doesn't have the charm of an urban beauty. She is clearly a resentful little daughter-in-law!
Not to mention, when I suddenly saw her expression like this, she really had a different kind of charm!
Ye Qing was slightly stunned, but this guy's recovery ability was quite fast. He shrugged and said, "I smell the unique smell of Xue Meng and the other brothers and sisters."
"North American Blood Hall?" Hang Yibei was slightly startled, but she calmed down immediately. With the young master here, even if the boss of the Blood Hall is killed here, he probably won't be able to cause any trouble.
Immediately, she smiled slightly and said jokingly: "There are six people in the Blood Hall in the hands of the young master, right? Haha... But the young master seems to only remember the blood dream. Isn't this a bit..."
At the end of the sentence, Hang Yibei blinked her eyes, and what she didn't finish next was self-evident.
"Uh!" Ye Qing rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, that Xue Meng is just average-looking, you are much prettier than her."
"Haha... Young Master, am I really beautiful in your eyes?" Hang Yibei asked with a smile.
"Of course, there are not many urban beauties who are more charming and prettier than you." Ye Qing said with a shrug.
"Young Master, just brag!" Hang Yibei said, rolling her eyes.
"Why am I bragging? I'm telling the truth!" Ye Qing curled his lips and said.
"But several women I met are more beautiful than me, including the young mistress, Miss Hua, and that Lin Jiayi." Hang Yibei said with a smile.
She didn't show any expressions of jealousy because these people were prettier than her. This girl's mentality was quite good.
"Uh!" Well, Ye Qing admitted that the people she mentioned were indeed more beautiful than her. Otherwise, she would have been listed as one of the three most beautiful women in the city, right?
Ye Qing shrugged and said: "They are actually just a little prettier than you. They are known as the three beauties of Zhucheng. In the entire Zhucheng, you should be the fourth most beautiful one below them!"
"Haha... fourth place, that's not bad!" Hang Yibei couldn't help laughing.
"That's right!" Ye Qing curled his lips and shrugged, and said, "If you run out and say loudly that I want to stop falling in love, I guarantee that those dandy boys from Zhucheng will flock to pursue you.
,Well...just wait until you become a young mistress!"
"Uh! I'm not interested in those guys who are just as good as they are but poor at the same time!" Hang Yibei curled her lips disdainfully.
"Then what kind of man are you interested in?" Ye Qing asked curiously.
"Uh! Let's not talk about this anymore." Hang Yibei shook his head.
She knew her identity very well. She had been trained by the Yinwu Sect since she was a child, and now she had mastered too many secrets of the Yinwu Sect. How could the Yinwu Sect allow such an important person like her to find a man?
After all, once she has a man, if her man opposes the Yinwumen in the future, will she be loyal to the Yinwumen or to her man?
She knows this, and she has already sworn that she will only be loyal to the Yinwu Sect in this life, so she must seal her emotional world.
Of course, if she wants to have a man, unless this man is also from the Yinwu Sect and is as loyal to the Yinwu Sect as she is.
But who among the men in the Yinwu Sect is worthy of her now?
You must know that, except for the young master Ye Qing, she is only second to Hua Xianshan. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. Obviously, there is no such man in the current Yinwu Sect.
whose identity can match hers.
Her thinking seems to be a bit based on family background, and her thinking is very traditional.
Hang Yibei knows very well that women are strong and men are weak. It may not be a big deal at the beginning of the relationship, but as time goes by, there will be more and more conflicts between the two due to their differences in status, and they will eventually have to part ways.
In this world, the proportion of divorces due to strong women and weak men is quite large. Because she has seen this clearly, Hang Yibei has been mentally prepared to stay in love throughout her life.
Of course, there is no one in the Yinwu Sect who is worthy of her. There is, and only one, and that is naturally the young master in front of her.
Thinking of this, Hang Yibei narrowed her eyes, glanced at Ye Qing, and asked with a half-smile, "Did I hear it?"
"What did you hear?" Ye Qing asked doubtfully. He was not a roundworm in Hang Yibei's belly. Naturally, he didn't know that Hang Yibei was thinking a lot just now.
"I heard it. My appearance seems to catch your eye." Hang Yibei looked at Ye Qing with a joking face and said.
"Yes, how could you not?" Ye Qing responded without hesitation, and then he seemed to have come to his senses. He looked at Hang Yibei and asked in a deep voice: "Are you going to dig a hole for me, girl?"
"What kind of hole did I dig?" Hang Yibei asked with a "puzzled" look on her face.
"Hmph...want to imitate that crazy girl Lin Jiayi and seduce me?" Ye Qing asked coldly.
"Haha..." Hang Yibei raised his eyebrows and laughed.
"Why are you laughing?" Ye Qing asked doubtfully.
"Young Master, has the Young Mistress ever said a word to you?" Hang Yibei suddenly asked seriously.