Prestigious Family Marriage: Uncle vs Young Wife

The bus stopped at the terminal at the foot of Nanshan.

Ye’s heart to Jingboyuan’s villa is already an hour later.

She came to the holiday today, her stomach was faint and she walked slowly.

Zhang Wei saw her face look bad and asked with concern: "What happened to you, where is it uncomfortable?"

Ye smiled and smiled. "I am fine, just a little thirsty. Can I have a cup of hot water to drink?"

She is always very cautious in other people's homes.

"You sit, I will go down to you." Zhang Wei stopped her, went to the bar to take the guest's special glass, and poured a glass of water for her.

Ye received the heart and thanked: "Thank you."

As soon as the warm water entered the stomach, the whole abdomen heated up and it was much more comfortable.

It may be that she is not feeling well, and Zhang Wei has arranged for her to be a relaxed job.

Around 4 pm, the villa came to an uninvited guest.

Zhang Hao heard the doorbell and helped her forehead with a headache.

"It must be the great god."

The leaves are strange and look at the door.

Zhang Yu opened the door, a lady wearing a purple mink coat came in, the lady's makeup was exquisite, her hair was high, her ears were big pearl earrings, diamond sunglasses, handcuffs limited edition bags, and hands-on The temperament is noble and elegant.

She raised her hand and took off the sunglasses. For a moment, Ye Yinxin guessed who she was.

That five senses, that temperament, and Yu Qingyou are generally the same.

"Ayuan is not there?" Sheng Wenqiong tilted his fingertips to hold the sunglasses, the roots of the fingers were round and slender, white and flawless, and at first glance, the ten fingers did not touch the spring water.

Zhang Wei Bi Gong Bi Jing: "Mr. Jing is not here, you..."

"I am waiting here." Sheng Wenqiong's tone is determined and cannot be refused.

Zhang Wei hesitated: "But... Mr. Jing may not come back today."

Sheng Wenqiong stopped and turned and stared at Zhang Wei unpleasantly. "Are you going to drive me away from Ayuan?"

"Don't dare..."

Sheng Wenqiong’s lips were cold and cold, and immediately the eyes fell to the leaves of the leaves with the broom sweeping the ground.

She slammed for a moment, and soon returned to normal, sitting in the living room.

Zhang Wei soaked the pot, Biluo Chun Gong respectfully sent to the past.

Sheng Wenqiong didn't look at it and didn't have a good look.

This is the third day she has come here to wait for Jingboyuan.

She went to Jingzhai on Monday and said that Yu Qingyou and Jing Boyuan had something to do. The meaning of Jingjia’s side was to look at Jingboyuan’s attitude.

For the sake of her own daughter, she gave up her face and called Jingboyuan regardless of her elder dignity. I know that he is very straightforward to show that he has no thoughts on Yu Qingyou. She is not willing to talk about it, but she does not see it at all. To his face.

She had to come to Nanshan Villa to be a little bit, and it was blamed for being able to have a good face.

Zhang Hao slipped out of the living room and patted his chest and said to the leaves: "Scared to death, the face has to owe her a billion. Who is it to see? Well, there are people with heads and faces, so rushing to Marrying his daughter to Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing said that he doesn’t want to, and he doesn’t care, he’s so funny!”

Ye Yinxin is not arrogant about this, quietly doing his own thing - sweeping the floor.

In fact, there is nothing to sweep, a thin layer of dust, and occasionally a few pieces of residual leaves.

Suddenly.

There was a jingle in the house, because the door was not closed, and the outside heard clearly, it was the sound of something broken.

Zhang Hao hurried in, only to see Sheng Wenqiong standing with anger and standing, holding his right hand in his left hand, seeing her come in, Sheng Wenqiong angered: "So hot, I want to burn me, is it?"

The ground pot **** in a place, the light green tea splashes everywhere.

Zhang Hao quickly apologized: "I am sorry Mrs. Yu."

Sheng Wenqiong took a piece of paper towel and rubbed his finger. He was impatient: "If you forget it, the time is not too early. I am a little hungry. I want to eat the silver 羹露 of Juweizhai..."

Say a few dollars from the bag, "Go buy it for me."

Zhang Hao took over the money. "Mr. Yu waited a moment, I will clean up here and go."

Sheng Wenqiong glanced at the position of the porch, and the bottom of the glimmer flashed a sharp light. "Is there a villa next to the villa? Let her go."

"Miss Ye won't drive, or let me go, I can drive faster."

“How?” Sheng Wenqiong smiled and laughed. “Let her buy a bowl of silver enamel to grieve her?”

"No." Zhang Yi thought that Ye Yinxin had some lack of spirit in the afternoon, and he was worried. He said it in his mouth: "Miss Ye may be a little uncomfortable, let her go and don't know when it will come back. I am Worried about Mrs. Yu, you are waiting."

Miss Ye?

Sheng Wenqiong slowly stroked the diamond ring on the ring finger: This title is quite fresh, a man named, Miss ‘Ye’?

Thinking of Xiao Jiashou’s banquet, Sheng Wenqiong’s eyes were darker and darker.

Her daughter has been in love with Jing Boyuan for so many years, and she has not got a green eye. The next man actually got him to stand up.

Isn't her daughter Jin Zhiyu, not as good as a man?

This made her very upset.

Thinking about this, Sheng Wenqiong flicked down the fur coat without dust, and slowly said: "Let her go, I can wait, the rest of the money will give her a tip, she will not suffer."

"But..."

Zhang Wei also wants to fight, Sheng Wenqiong gently interrupted her: "You help me cook a bowl of longan red dates tea, after the last drink, I have been thinking about that taste."

Zhang Wei can't, just come to tell Ye Yin heart.

Ye’s heart didn’t want to be embarrassed, and took the money and went out.

Juweizhai knows that a classical palace restaurant at the foot of Nanshan can see antique signs every time by bus.

Besides, it is not good to run errands. It is quite good.

Ye Yin heart mouth hanging with a smile.

About five o'clock, the landline in the living room rang, Zhang Hao just cooked the longan red jujube tea, was in the cup, heard the ringing and rubbed his hand, ran out to answer.

"It's a bit richer at dinner, paying attention to eating, and then sending her back." Jing Boyuan's voice showed a soft touch.

In this case, he has called in the morning to order it once.

Zhang Wei hesitated, and truthfully reported: "Mr. Yu is coming, I want to eat the silver 羹露 of Juweizhai, let Miss Ye buy it, and haven't come back yet."

Then added: "Miss Ye is coming a little later than in the afternoon, her face is not very beautiful, it seems to be uncomfortable..."

Zhang Wei lowered his voice and said that he still looked back at Sheng Wenqiong, for fear of being blamed by her.

Jingboyuan was silent, and across the phone, Zhang Hao felt that there was a cold breath passing over, and the unprovoked monks.

"How long has she been?"

"It’s almost an hour..."

The phone hangs up violently.

Zhang Wei just put down the phone...

"Ayuan called?" Sheng Wenqiong was cold.

Zhang Wei was guilty because of his complaint, and he was scared. He blinked and blinked: "No, yes... it was a mistake."