They were childhood sweethearts who grew up together, and with Ye Muyi's family background, how could a girl he had known since childhood be Cinderella?
A simple Weibo post, a simple sentence, and a simple photo are enough to highlight your family background.
Ye Muyi was impressed by his sister's magic skills. When he checked Weibo again later, the plot had already reversed.
Fan 1: I just want to ask if your face hurts when someone says she is Cinderella?
Fan 2: Is jealousy blinding your IQ? Please go away, black fans, and don’t disturb our idol’s love life, okay?
Fan 3: It’s rare for our brother to have a serious relationship. Could you please give me a way? Thank you.
Fan 4: Am I the only one who noticed the crown on the young lady’s head?
Fan 5: You are not alone upstairs. That is a crown that has been auctioned for two million.
Fan 6: The dress the young lady is wearing is also a six-digit limited edition princess dress.
Fan 7: Stop talking upstairs. If you keep talking, I feel like our brother is hooking up with Bai Fumei.
Fan 8: Hahaha, is my brother being adopted?
Fan 9: I beg you, sister, not to keep my brother at home. We can’t live without his good looks.
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Fans' comments became more and more crooked, and gradually the topic of Ye Muyi's suspicion of being kept magically became a hot search topic.
Ye Muyi cried and called Xia Song to ask for support.
Xia Song couldn't stop laughing.
When Xia Jingze passed by his daughter's room, he heard laughter inside, curled his lips and returned to the master bedroom.
In the master bedroom, Song Jiaren had just hung up the phone on An Zhisu. When Xia Jingze came in, she only heard her say, 'See you tomorrow'.
"Whose phone number?" Xia Jingze asked.
"Zhi Su asked me to have coffee tomorrow." Song Jiaren replied.
Xia Jingze snorted: "The Weasel didn't have good intentions when paying New Year greetings to the Rooster. I'm warning you, you are not allowed to agree to the marriage of her two children before I nod."
"Okay, okay, I think you can keep her for a few years." Song Jiaren raised her hand and agreed.
"I'm staying for one year. My daughter is still young." Xia Jingze struggled desperately.
Song Jiaren was speechless and asked: "Have you checked Weibo again? Erbao has solved the matter."
"Solved? How did he solve it?" Xia Jingze had just gone to do other things and hadn't checked Weibo yet.
Song Jiaren threw the phone to him: "See for yourself, the solution is very beautiful."
Xia Jingze picked up his wife's phone and checked Weibo, and found Ye Muyi's Weibo.
"This kid is smart this time." Xia Jingze was obviously very satisfied with Ye Muyi's wit.
He doesn't really want to reveal Xia Song's identity as his daughter. That would not only cause trouble to his daughter, but also make her less safe than she is now. This is the main reason why he rarely shows up in public with his children.
Ye Muyi's operation can be said to be quite perfect. It not only hinted at Miss Xia Song's identity, but also ensured her safety.
Song Jiaren felt that this operation was not like Ye Muyi's style. Based on her understanding of Ye Muyi, she would directly retaliate. She said that the girl she liked had nothing to do with poverty or wealth, and at the same time, she circled those negative fans and whipped her corpse.
Such a clever and one-hit kill operation seems to be the handiwork of a beloved person.
But she would definitely not expose Ye Muyi, she would have to let him gain some favorability in front of his future father-in-law.
Hey, she is really a good mother-in-law in China.
We must try to extort An Zhisu from him tomorrow.
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The next day, Ye Muyi didn't sleep in. He got up in the morning and had breakfast with his parents and sister. After the meal, his personal trainer came.
Last night, he had asked his personal trainer to formulate a weight loss plan and asked him to take a week to get back in shape, otherwise he would fire the personal trainer.
The personal trainer was panicking and racked his brains to come up with a safe weight loss plan. After all, Ye Muyi's body had just recovered and the training intensity could not be too high. It was a bit difficult to lose five pounds in a week, so he could only try his best.
Ye Muyi took his personal trainer to the gym, and An Zhisu asked Ye Yirui: "Did you stimulate him again?"
"Why don't you lose weight and wait for the show of holding a wine bottle on your belly when you get engaged?" Ye Lancheng asked his wife before his daughter could speak.
An Zhisu:......
This poisonous mouth really attacks indiscriminately, except for the heart.
"I'm packing up and going out." She didn't answer Ye Lancheng's words. When she got up, she asked her daughter: "Do you want to come together Xinxin?"
"If you don't mind, we are going to go out to play golf." Ye Lancheng was afraid that his daughter would be bored at home all day long, so he had already planned today's activities.
An Zhisu nodded and ignored the father and daughter. He went back to the room to tidy up before going out.
Ye Lancheng and Ye Yirui also went out not long after.
Ye Muyi was the only one left at home, struggling to lose weight in the gym.
An Zhisu went out to meet Song Jiaren and made an appointment at a high-end coffee shop. She booked a private room and Song Jiaren ordered coffee when she arrived.
"When we came here, Jingze repeatedly warned me that if you asked me to talk about the marriage of our two children, I would turn around and leave." As soon as An Zhisu sat down, Song Jiaren conveyed Xia Jingze's 'imperial edict'.
An Zhisu raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a very foxy manner: "If we can't talk about marriage, we can always talk about engagement, right?"
"You would settle for the next best thing." Song Jiaren rolled her eyes at her best friend.
An Zhisu bowed his head to marry his daughter-in-law, and said with a smile: "I don't dare to think about getting married. I'm grateful to you for agreeing to get engaged."
"Hypocrisy!" Song Jiaren said with disdain: "We have grown up wearing the same pair of pants. Do I agree that you are like a mirror in your heart?"
An Zhisu laughed: "Then I will choose the date. I want them to get engaged together."
"You and your two daughters-in-law made an appointment for a double wedding together. I lost a daughter." Song Jiaren pursed her lips. Her daughter-in-law was still nowhere to be found.
"How old is Huaijin and you are so anxious?" An Zhisu was speechless.
"Look at Huai Jin, can I not be anxious? If my father-in-law hadn't objected, I would have arranged a wife for him long ago." Song Jiaren said.
An Zhisu thought that the young and mature Xia Huaijin also had a headache for his best friend.
"We all have our own fate, so there's no point in worrying about it." An Zhisu comforted her, adding a cup of coffee to her.
Song Jiaren picked up the coffee and took a few sips, then suddenly said: "Let Xinxin be my daughter-in-law."
puff!
An Zhisu spit out a sip of coffee.
"Ahem, cough, cough... You can imagine it, but your heart is bigger than your heart." An Zhisu choked and coughed.
"It's only a few months older. I'm serious, you go back and ask Ye Lancheng." Song Jiaren became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke.
An Zhisu was speechless: "They are not destined to be husband and wife. These children have known each other since they were young. Except for Erbao and Songsong, none of them are a couple."
Song Jiaren was discouraged by what she said. She didn't want to drink the coffee anymore. She put down the cup and said, "I won't drink anymore. Let's go shopping. You pay for it today."
"No problem. Swipe my card." An Zhisu immediately made an OK gesture.
The two of them walked out of the coffee shop and wandered nearby. Song Jiaren brutally killed An Zhisu and returned to Xia Garden carrying large and small bags.