After arriving in Kyoto, Ye Qingyang did not go to Dong's house immediately.
Instead, he quietly called Dong Zhenguo's granddaughter Dong Biyun.
"Miss Dong, do you have time tonight?" Ye Qingyang asked.
"Yes! There is time!"
Dong Biyun actually felt a little excited when she received Ye Qingyang's call.
"I'm in the GreenTree Hotel, room 2118! At 8 o'clock tonight, you come to see me alone. You are not allowed to bring anyone with you! Is that okay?" Ye Qingyang asked.
"Of course!" Dong Biyun said: "But Mr. Ye, what do you want me to do? Do I need to prepare anything?"
As she said this, she suddenly blushed.
This man and his wife were alone in a hotel room at night. The atmosphere alone was very ambiguous.
Then, he asked Ye Qingyang what he needed to prepare?
As soon as I asked this question, I felt it was so suggestive!
"You don't need to prepare anything. Remember not to tell anyone about coming to see me!" Ye Qingyang simply replied.
"OK!"
Dong Biyun pursed her red lips, feeling a faint expectation in her heart.
Ye Qingyang helped her cure her illness last time, which made her estrogen secretion strong, and now she is also an unparalleled beauty.
However, she was not interested in other men, but she was always thinking about Ye Qingyang.
However, her cousin Shu Qing also likes Ye Qingyang, so Dong Biyun can only bury her feelings for Ye Qingyang in her heart.
However, things like feelings cannot be controlled.
When she heard Ye Qingyang's voice, Dong Biyun felt relieved all over.
Especially tonight, how could she not be excited when she had to be quietly in the same room with Ye Qingyang?
"Secretary Chen, this afternoon's meeting has been temporarily canceled. I have something to do and I have to go out first!"
"Okay, President!"
Secretary Chen was surprised.
We agreed to have a meeting, why did something suddenly happen?
But he didn't dare to ask about the boss's schedule.
Dong Bi went downstairs and drove straight to his residence.
"Hey, Annie, come and help me style my look. I'm going to meet someone very important tonight!"
On the way, she called her personal beautician.
Afterwards, when she returned to the villa, she plunged into the cloakroom.
"Which outfit should I wear?"
Dong Biyun stood in front of the tall dressing mirror, taking off only her lace underwear.
She looked at her white and smooth skin, but she didn't know which outfit to choose to face Ye Qingyang tonight.
"Mr. Ye is a heavenly master, so he should like more classical things, right?"
Dong Biyun took a cheongsam off the hanger and compared it with her chest.
Then, he shook his head again.
"No, this is a bit artificial!"
Dong Biyun chose another backless slit skirt. The gorgeous fabrics and inlaid gems can well set off her nobility.
"What about this one? It's more formal!" she said to herself.
However, she shook her head again, a hint of helplessness flashing across her beautiful face.
"This doesn't work either, it's too deliberate! It looks like someone walking on the red carpet!"
"This will make Mr. Ye laugh!"
There was a flash of darkness in Dong Biyun's autumn-like eyes.
It seemed that she was dissatisfied with all her clothes, none of which she could wear to meet Mr. Ye.
She used to just pick something and wear it, she was very confident.
But today, I was hesitant and felt that it was not perfect enough.
This is enough to show how much she values Ye Qingyang in her heart.
"Perhaps Annie will give me some good advice!"
Dong Biyun put on a silk pajamas, walked out of the cloakroom, and waited for her personal beauty consultant to come to the door.
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Night, half past seven.
GreenTree Inn.
A stunning beauty appeared at the front desk of the hotel.
The beauty wears a black and white plaid suit on the upper body and a black and white plaid suit skirt on the lower body. Her slender thighs are wrapped in tight black silk. The whole person looks both solemn and charming.
On his feet, he wears a pair of black Prada high-heeled shoes, which makes him look like a queen.
It is said that black and white plaid clothes make you look fat, and if you are not popular, it is difficult to wear clothes of this color.
However, Dong Biyun, wearing a black and white checkered suit and skirt, looked particularly gorgeous.
In particular, at the suggestion of beautician Anne, he specially wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, which fully demonstrated his mature lady style.
As soon as she appeared, everyone in the hotel lobby was stunned.
GreenTree Inn is one of those cheap hotels with affordable prices, only two to three hundred yuan a night.
Most of them are the first choice for white-collar workers on business trips.
Now, such a woman with a very good temperament and dress suddenly came and instantly became the focus of the audience.
"Miss, do you want to stay in the hotel?" the girl at the front desk asked.
"No, I'm looking for someone!" Dong Biyun said.
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt again, what if Mr. Ye insists on keeping me?
Is it possible to stay here tonight?
She then added: "But I don't know how long it will take for it to come down!"
"It's okay, Miss! There is no time limit!" the girl at the front desk said, "Which room are you going to?"
"2118!" Dong Biyun said.
The girl at the front desk said: "Miss, please register here, and then you can go up!"
"good!"
Dong Biyun checked in at the front desk, and then took the elevator upstairs.
Arriving in front of the door of room 2118, Dong Biyun took a deep breath, still slightly nervous.
"Dong dong dong!"
She knocked on the hotel door.
Half a minute later, the door opened, and a Mediterranean uncle stuck his head out: "Hello, are you knocking?"
As he said that, he raised his eyes and looked at Dong Biyun, and he was immediately stunned.
"Forehead!"
Dong Biyun was stunned.
"Excuse me, is this Mr. Ye's room?"
"Mr. Ye, what is Mr. Ye?" The uncle looked at Dong Biyun, who was as beautiful as a fairy in front of him, and suddenly smiled lewdly: "Beauty, what's the price? I promise to pay more than Mr. Ye!"
He thought it was the kind of hotel card that attracts prostitutes to his door.
This was the first time he had seen such a beautiful lady, so he quickly struck up a conversation with her.
"Are you sick?" Dong Biyun said angrily.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't curse!" the uncle said.
"roll!"
Dong Biyun cursed coldly.
At this time, a hand stretched out from behind, grabbed Dong Biyun's waist without any explanation, and said to the uncle: "I'm sorry, she is my friend, she went to the wrong door!"
Then, a huge force pushed Dong Biyun forward quickly.
"Mr. Ye...Ye?"
Dong Biyun saw that the person holding her waist was actually Ye Qingyang.
"Shh!"
Ye Qingyang motioned her to keep her voice down, then passed a corner and came to room 2101, opened the door, and took Dong Biyun in directly.
The lights in the room were dim, and Dong Biyun was carried into the room with Ye Qingyang's arms around her waist.
This feeling is like the feeling when a young couple goes to book a room and can't wait to get into the room.
Dong Biyun was agitated by Ye Qingyang's actions. In this ambiguous environment and atmosphere, no matter who it was, there would be some unreasonable thoughts.
Dong Biyun blinked his big eyes, sat on the bed, and asked with a panicked and expectant look:
"Mr. Ye, what are you???"
Ye Qingyang looked outside with cat eyes, but said with a serious face:
