Yan Yaru shook her head, took out the day's newspaper from her bag, and threw it on the table, "These are the photos taken by the media of your coming and going here."
Ling Fei picked it up and looked at it. The title was "President Ye's new love - the mysterious beggar woman?!"
Although her photo is just a back view, it has been enlarged several times. The ripped jeans and the small jacket with mismatched tailoring styles are all highlighted with red circles, and then the words "Beggar Woman" are marked.
.
Ling Fei was so angry that she slapped the newspaper on the table, "Damn! Who are you calling a beggar?"
Ye Qixuan suppressed his laughter and came over to comfort him, "The media doesn't know how to appreciate it, so it was written in random order."
"That's it," Ye Shenglong said quickly because he was afraid that she might have a fetal movement, "go find out which newspaper this is and let them close it tomorrow."
Yan Shishi lowered her head silently, not wanting to see him nervous about other women, she stood up and said, "Grandpa Ye, Auntie, I have something else to do, so I'll go back first."
"Oh, okay," Ye Shenglong pointed at Ye Qixuan, "Qixuan, go and send some poems."
"No... no need,"
"Okay." Ye Qixuan lowered his eyes and put his hand on her shoulder generously, like a big brother caring for his little sister, "It's too late, I'll take you back."
"……Thanks."
Seeing that he was leaving, Ling Fei didn't want to fight alone anymore, so she immediately pretended to yawn a few times.
"Feifei, go up and have a rest. Pregnant women can't stay up late." Ye Shenglong also stood up, "We're leaving too. We'll come back to see you in a few days and take you to the hospital for a checkup."
Ling Fei stood there stiffly, the smile on her face was far-fetched, "Haha, okay, okay, check, check..." She was thinking, if it turns out that she is actually a fake, Mr. Yiye's bad temper,
Will he be found dead on the street?
Sitting in Ye Qixuan's car, Yan Shishi kept looking outside the car.
"Do you...really like her?"
Ye Qixuan smiled lazily and said casually, "Maybe."
Yan Shishi didn't speak anymore, but lowered her head. Her eyes couldn't bear it any longer, and they fell down, hitting the back of her hand.
"Shishi?" Ye Qixuan was startled, turned his head to look at her, and finally parked the car on the side of the road, passed her slender body, and when he saw her little face that was red from crying, he sighed slightly and took out a tissue.
Wiping her tears.
"Why are you crying again? Didn't you promise me not to cry again?"
Yan Shishi shook her head and choked, "You... you fell in love with another woman. I, I feel so uncomfortable."
Ye Qixuan's charming face couldn't help but become softer and more sincere. He pulled her and gently hugged her into his arms, as if he was treating a fragile porcelain doll.
"Fool, you know, my love is only for you."
Hearing his words, Yan Shishi cried even harder. She clutched his clothes tightly and buried her face in his chest, "Do you know how sad I am when I heard the news that you are getting married? Why, why are we
Can’t we be together?”
Ye Qixuan stroked her long hair and said softly, "Chengyun loves you very much, you should marry him."
"No," Yan Shishi raised her head suddenly, staring at him with tearful eyes, "I am not in love with cousin Chengyun at all, the person I love is you! If you insist on forcing me to marry him, then I will find him right away.
He made it clear!"
"Shishi!" Ye Qixuan took a deep breath, sat back and lit a cigarette, "You know, Chengyun is in poor health and can't be stimulated at all! I only have this one younger brother, and I won't let him have anything.
Yes!"
"What about me? Who am I to you? You can just watch me marry someone else?"