Listening to Bo Shaochen's words, Ye Jingjing could almost imagine the embarrassment on her father's face, but she couldn't do anything.

She heard Ye Changjing's voice.

"Shaochen, do you know?"

Bo Shaochen rubbed his temples casually, and said lightly: "Uncle Ye is indeed a smart person, the finance should have been transferred to Mrs. Ye according to the amount we agreed before."

"We received it, Shaochen. Although you didn't marry Wanwan, Jingjing is also the biological daughter of our Ye family. I hope you treat her well."

Ye Jingjing heard Ye Changjing's words, and thinking about how Bo Shaochen had just ordered her servant to call her a counterfeit, her eyes turned red unconsciously.

Bo Shaochen's expression was indifferent: "No matter how you say it, Uncle Ye has dominated the mall for decades, how can he be so naive?"

"What do you mean?"

The man raised Erlang's legs, tapped his fingers on his legs one after another, and said casually: "I will give Uncle Ye two days to find Wan Wan and let her stand in front of me, otherwise, what will happen to Ye Shi next will be up to you." It's up to God."

After saying this, he hung up the phone directly.

The man casually threw the phone onto the coffee table in front of him, he lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at Ye Jingjing: "What are you still doing here?"

The woman pursed her red lips slightly, and said to him: "Mr. Bo, since Wan Wan chooses to escape marriage, my dad may not be able to find her in three days, and you know her temperament well."

Bo Shaochen smiled lightly, and two words fell on his thin lips: "Really?"

She nodded: "You should be very clear in your heart, yes."

He answered the words without a break: "Then Mrs. Ye is going to be in trouble."

Ye Jingjing looked at the man in front of him who was handsome enough to make countless women blush and heartbeat, but she bit the bullet and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Bo Shaochen stared at her with a half-smile, and opened and closed his thin lips: "I don't want to fuck you."

Ye Jingjing's heart palpitated.

For the first time, she knew that Bo Shaochen was such a shameless man!

After Bo Shaochen finished those three words, he got up from the sofa. He raised his hand to beckon the servant butler not far away: "Take her down."

"Yes."

After the butler responded, he said to Ye Jingjing, "Fake, let's go."

Ye Jingjing felt so humiliated that she really wanted to cry out to vent her shame, but now standing in front of Bo Shaochen, crying, in his opinion, should be just a way for her to sell misery, right?

Gritting her teeth, she followed the butler and left.

……

The housekeeper took Ye Jingjing to the garden of the villa.

The housekeeper told Ye Jingjing to take care of the green plants, and when the woman was glad that this was not a difficult job, a servant came over with several pots of roses.

The flower pot was placed in front of Ye Jingjing, and the housekeeper looked at her and explained: "Within an hour, wipe all these roses, the leaves and roots, and make sure they are spotless."

There are about a dozen pots in front of her, and it will take at least half a day to wipe them spotlessly. Especially, the roses have thorns, which will only slow down the work process, but the housekeeper only gave her an hour, which is clearly a deliberate embarrassment. .

But what can Ye Jingjing do?

There is no other way but to do your best.

She quickly started to deal with the flowers. Because she moved too fast, her fingers were pricked from time to time, and the blood flowed out from her fingertips, accidentally staining the green leaves.

The butler stared at her, and scolded dissatisfiedly: "Fake, you dirty the flowers!"

Ye Jingjing couldn't be immune to the word "counterfeit", she glared at the housekeeper, "How do you know it will still be dirty after I wipe it?"

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