Their Love Stories

Mo Suqing resentfully shook her head like a little daughter-in-law, she just couldn't figure out, Ye Zhongjue was so calm, what the **** was going on, he threw himself on the side of the road and drove directly in Juechen. Away.

Moreover, he still wouldn't let himself stay at home, afraid that she would take the house things out to buy it?

She feels so wronged... Just ask, can she not be depressed and resentful?

She suddenly discovered that since being with Ye Zhongjue, she suddenly became hypocritical.

This phenomenon is not good at all, Mo Suqing shook his head quickly, trying to drive this emotion out of his mind.

"Well, I don't want those unhappy things anymore, let's go around!"

Leng Xiyao shook her arm and Mo Suqing's expression slowly eased.

"Let's go!"

"Let's go!" Leng Xiyao took the bag in one hand and Mo Suqing with the other hand, rushing to the mall in a cool manner.

Ye Zhai.

Located in the largest manor in City A, Biluoyuan.

The entire estate is the site of the Ye Family. To be precise, this is the ancestral home of Family A.

The scenery in the manor is excellent. It should be the best place in City A. It is located in an old villa area. The main villa is the residence of the second old Ye family, and the other servants live in the small villa behind.

The most beautiful thing in the manor is the rose garden, where you can smell the scent of flowers blowing in the wind from far away.

Although Ye Zhongjue often doesn't live here, he used to come back on time twice a month, but since he was with Mo Suqing, he has never come back once.

If it wasn't for Ye Wentian's suspicion and asked people to find out what he was doing recently, he probably wouldn't know that his son had married without telling him.

Ye Zhongjue sent Mo Suqing to the Wetland Park, so he dared not delay for a moment and drove the car directly to Ye's house.

He knew that his father was completely angry this time.

When he drove to the door of the manor, he smelled the scent of roses coming with the wind.

His obsidian eyes sank slightly, and he has not been home for almost two months.

In Ye Zhongjue's contemplation moment, the servant of Ye Zhai looked at the white public car parked in front of the manor with curiosity.

However, no one opened the door. Although they knew that the young master was going home today, they would never have expected that they would be killed. Their noble and proud young master would drive such a small broken car.

Ye Zhongjue waited for a while before realizing something was wrong.

In the past, every time he went home, he hadn't even reached the entrance of the manor, the door had been firmly opened.

This time, no one paid attention to him.

Ye Zhongjue lowered the car window in wonder, and looked at the security room at the door.

The cold voice sounded, giving a shuddering illusion, "Open the door!"

The people at the door realized that in this small white broken car, it was their young master who was sitting.

The bodyguard of the security room hurriedly pressed the button of the door and hurriedly opened the door.

Ye Zhongjue quickly drove the car to the villa area. The distance from the villa area to the gate was a very spacious marble pavement with lush trees on both sides, which made people feel particularly refreshing.

As soon as Ye Zhongjue got off the car, Ming Jinhua walked out of the villa.

She looked at Ye Zhongjue, his clothes hesitant to talk, and finally her eyes fell on his car, and she shook her head helplessly. Her son suddenly changed so much that she, the mother, knew nothing.

She should have noticed it as early as when her son asked her about dysmenorrhea.

Ye Zhongjue looked at her silently and shouted, "Mom..."

Ming Jinhua nodded, and finally said helplessly, "After going in for a while, don't quarrel with your dad, talk hard."

The expression on Ye Zhongjue's face changed slightly, and finally he nodded, took a step forward, and walked into the villa.

Ming Jinhua followed him closely, looking worried.

As soon as Ye Zhongjue stepped into the villa, Ye Wentian, who was sitting on the sofa, slapped his newspaper heavily on the coffee table in front of him.

His angry eyes made it clear that he was angry.

"Come to the study with me!"

Ye Wentian glanced at Ye Zhongjue angrily, and walked towards the study on the second floor.

Ye Zhongjue looked back at his mother, motioned her not to worry, and then went upstairs.

As soon as Ming Jinhua sat down on the sofa, he heard a bang from the second floor. Obviously, the old man was throwing something again.

Ming Jinhua stood up from the sofa and wanted to go upstairs to persuade him, but finally thought that since his son had already done this, he must have reason.

Moreover, the problem between the father and son must always be resolved, and she cannot persuade her every time.

After thinking about it, she continued to sit down, picked up the newspaper Ye Wentian had just thrown on the coffee table, and looked silently.

While reading the newspaper, she listened carefully to the movement on the second floor.

Study room on the second floor.

Ye Wentian blew his beard and stared in front of him, a pair of Ye Zhongjue who turned away thousands of miles away.

His angry teeth trembled.

"Asshole, you didn't discuss such a big matter with your mother about marriage, so you went to register directly, do you still have your old man in your eyes!"

Ye Zhongjue has long been accustomed to his father's violent temper. When dealing with his father's tantrums, he just said nothing. His temper was cold and he was not good at explaining.

So every time Ye Wentian was half dead, he still stood there blankly, just like a okay person.

In the end, Ye Wentian became more angry, and it was Ming Jinhua who came to calm his emotions in the end.

"Why? Don't speak! Dumb! You are so unconvinced, I still say you are wrong! Didn't I ask you to bring that woman back? You have a way to marry, but you don't have a way to take it home!

As soon as Mo Suqing was mentioned, the expression on Ye Zhongjue's face slowly changed.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Ye Wentian silently.

"As long as you don't embarrass her, I will definitely bring her back!"

Ye Wentian almost couldn't get up in one breath. This stinky boy was sent by God to treat him. He took it home without embarrassment. Before he brought people back, he vaccinated himself. It's worth it!

Ye Wentian took a copybook on the desk and threw it towards Ye Zhongjue.

"It's the opposite of you. When you talk about her, you're excited, right? Why don't you continue to pretend to be dumb!"

Ye Zhongjue thought that in the future, Mo Suqing would definitely have to face his parents. If he doesn't deal with the attitude of his parents, how dare he bring people home.

He looked straight at Ye Wentian, and finally said the longest thing he came back today.

"Dad, I know that it’s my fault to get married without telling you and my mother, but I have cooked rice and cooked rice. I hope you can believe me, believe in my vision, and believe in the wife I choose for myself. It must not be bad."

Ye Wentian sneered and looked at him, "Believe you, you dare not bring people home, how do you make me believe in you? I have checked the girl’s family background. I tell you very clearly, I You are not allowed to marry such a woman. Don't expect to step into our Ye family. Even if you are married now, I don't count, that is not our Ye family's daughter-in-law!"

Ye Zhongjue became angry when Ye Wentian said this.

His cold eyes shot a fire, and his expression was a little gloomy.

"Family background, who asked you to investigate her! Dad, can you respect me, besides being my own wife, why should I let you admit it in order to count? Besides, I cannot marry such a woman, great Father, please tell me, what kind of wife should I marry, those ladies who look pretending? I am sick when I see them! Dad, I will tell you honestly today, I have a feeling of cleanliness, except for her, I can't accept it to anyone!"

Surprisingly, after Ye Zhongjue said these words, Ye Wentian did not immediately get angry.

After watching Ye Zhongjue for a long time, he suddenly said a person's name.

"What about succinctness? Someone is a good girl, with your childhood sweetheart, you went to study abroad, they went with you without hesitation, and you returned home, the girl still told me on the phone that she wants to work hard for a few more years and return to China I'll help you, how about you? How are you ruining the friendship?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Ye Zhongjue's complexion, and his tone was a bit difficult.

"Dad, I have always regarded her as my sister, but Mo Suqing is different. She is the rib that I am missing..."

He looked deeply at Ye Wentian in front of him, and spit out six words, "He is my life!"

As soon as his words fell, Ye Wentian's body trembled visibly.

He looked at Ye Zhongjue incredulously.

"Nizi! How can you be so confused, your life is given to you by me and your mother, you just talk to your old man for a woman, besides, you use the girl of the Jane family as your sister, have you ever asked someone about it? I'm not taking you as my brother! I don't believe you can't see the friendship that girl has for you since childhood!"

Seeing that Ye Wentian was about to get angry again, Ming Jinhua quickly entered from outside.

She shook her head helplessly and glanced at her son, walked over to help Ye Wentian pat the back, and looked at him angrily.

"Why are you so angry? You have already registered. You are so angry, can this fact disappear?"

Ye Wentian patted the desk, and said anxiously.

"This rebellious son wants to anger me alive. As for the girl's family background, I don't believe that she and Ajue are together, not for money!"

A worried look flashed in Ming Jinhua's eyes, and Ye Wentian could think of this, but she could not have thought of it.

After all, the status of their Ye family in City A, that person didn't want to cling to it, and that person approached aimlessly?

In fact, after all, they are still afraid of their son being injured.

Ye Zhongjue looked at his mother's worries, doubts, and complicated emotions, and couldn't help but speak dullly.

"She doesn't even know who I am!"

Ye Zhongjue's words were like thunder, which completely shocked Ye Wentian and Ming Jinhua.

Ye Wentian was startled first, and then he spoke.

"Look at this woman, I don't believe how deeply this woman is thinking. With your usual dressing costs, she will not see your true identity. She must be a thinking woman again. She said she didn't know. Do you believe it? How could I, Ye Wentian, have such a bad son like you? Didn't you know to inform me and your mother before you got married?"

After Ye Wentian finished speaking, he patted the table angrily again.