Prestigious Family Marriage: Uncle vs Young Wife

"Ye Qing heart." Yu Qingyou's voice is ringing behind his back, calm and calm, without the anger and irony of the past, even with the meaning of persuasion, "How far do you think you can go with him in the future? Your life experience is different, the education you receive Different, even world views and values ​​are different..."

"He is good to you now, but he is obsessed with your young and beautiful body. One day, this obsession will be exhausted by time. When he finds out, you will not find it as good as you think, and boredom will follow. Come, you have no power, no hesitation, he can abandon you with impunity, but at most he will give you a sum of money."

"At that time, you were old and yellow, and you were played by a rich man. What other good man is willing to marry you?"

Yu Qingyou was still wearing the champagne-colored dress, her arms hugged upright next to the tall plastic model, her face was calm, as if she said something, one day it would come true.

Ye eagerly slowed down the phone and looked at Yu Qingyou’s indifferent eyes. "Are you finished?"

Yu Qingyou saw that she always had a soft and hard look, and the anger at the bottom of her heart suddenly picked up.

"Are you listening to me?"

"I heard it, I understand it." Ye Yinxin walked close to her and smiled: "Just, my person's eyes are very short-sighted. Everything is only in front of me. I will talk about it later, but I still want to thank Miss Yu for her bitterness." Advise."

"Ye, I am so stubborn!"

"Is Miss Yu? Isn't it? It's not my own dish that I want to clip to my plate. Miss Yu, be a kind person, don't always remember the rice in other people's bowls."

The dress that Jing Soso picked was not very good, and it was tossed in the locker room for a long time. Finally, it was called the guide to help him to wear it. When he came out, Ye was sitting on the sofa with his hand in the coffee cup in the store. Her friend is gone.

"What about the quiet sister?"

Ye plunged back: "She said that she was in a hurry, first went, and asked me to say sorry to you."

In fact, Yu Qingyou was not too light-hearted by the leaves. When he changed his dress, he left, and he did not say hello to her friend.

Missy’s temper is great.

Jing Soso’s eyes slipped through a disappointment, but he quickly disappeared and turned a circle around the leaves. “How is this?”

Jingsuo is a goose-yellow short dress with a shoulder-collar design, a waistband strap, a bow-tie decoration that highlights her thin waist, and a chest-filled design that obscures her shortcomings. Punched, very cute style.

Ye nodded, "This one is for you."

It’s almost five o'clock to buy clothes.

"Heart, thank you for accompanying me this afternoon, please eat at night." Jing Soso threw the shopping bags into the trunk.

Ye looked at the time, "I have something to do at night, you can eat it yourself."

"Ah? Where are you going? I will send you."

"No, I can take a taxi." Ye Yinxin just refused, and the phone rang.

Answering, the message from Jingboyuan was heard in the mobile phone: "Are you going home?"

Ye said in a down-to-earth manner: "Not yet, I am preparing to go back."

"Address, pick you up."

Ye Yinxin reported the address, Jingbo Yuan said: "Wait, come soon." The words are concise and cannot be rejected.

Jing Soso has some understanding. "I have an appointment with my older brother at night?"

Ye Yinxin received the phone and nodded.

"I can't stand you, I'm so tired and tired all day, I am leaving, I will save you from being abused later."

Ye returned to the mall, although it was already late in the evening, but still roasting people.

After waiting for about ten minutes, I got a call again.

"Heart, come out."

Jing Boyuan's words are simple and straightforward, as if she knew she would hide in the mall and steal the cold.

Ye Yinxin took a mobile phone and walked to the gate for a few steps, and saw a white Land Rover stopped by the roadside.

Halfway down the window, the man in the car bite the cigarette and looked at her quietly. When she appeared, his eyes immediately focused on her.

Ye plunged his hand and waved at Jingboyuan and ran over.

When she sat in the co-pilot, her nose was slightly sweaty.

Jingbo Yuan destroyed the cigarette **** and reached out to the window to block the air-cooling inside the car.

He wore a black suit with a gray shirt and a black suit in one hand. He held the steering wheel in one hand and poked a blue panda in his arms and handed it to the leaves. "Run so urgently."

The leaves were taken over and wiped the sweat from the tip of the nose and the forehead.

When I think of seeing him for the first time, he also handed a piece of puppet like this. It is hard to imagine that in today's society where paper towels are rampant, people will carry them with them.

However, it is placed on Jingboyuan, and it does not seem to be artificial and feminine, but it gives a very gentleman's feeling.

"How is it so early to get off work today?" Jing Boyuan drove the car to the main road, and Ye Yinxin looked at him sideways.

Jing Boyuan held his hands on the steering wheel and heard the words and looked at his eyes. "Is it bad early?"

"Of course not." Ye smiled and immediately shifted the topic. "Where do we go to eat?"

Jing Boyuan: "Go home first."

Ye nodded and did not ask why.

Back to Nanshan Villa, Jingboyuan parked the car directly in the driveway of the yard.

Ye Yinxin reached out to solve the seat belt.

Jingboyuan stopped her. "You are waiting for me in the car."

He got off the car and took out two paper bags from the trunk and entered the room. The leaves fell down and the windows were breathable.

About fifteen minutes, Jingbo Yuan came out, Ye Qingxin saw it, and his eyes kept on.

The man is wearing a pink slim lapels shirt with slim black jeans, black lace suede casual shoes at the feet, and a black buckle belt around his waist. The dress that should have been arrogant is the feeling of being worn by him. It is tall and long, and it is like a male model with a magazine cover.

For the first time, Ye Qingxin saw Jingbo Yuan wearing this short-sleeved casual shirt. The exposed arms were strong and strong, and the left wrist wore the watch she bought.

He walked over with a handkerchief, and Ye’s heartbeat was speeding up. He looked at him from head to toe four or five times, always feeling that today’s Jingboyuan is different.

In the mature and stable temperament, it seems that something is different.

"Good-looking?" Jing Boyuan walked up to the front, squinting at the chin of the leaves, the voice with a bit of hoarse charm.

Ye looked at him like this, his face was red, his brain became less aura, and he instinctively nodded.

Good-looking, she was confused and turned her head.

“Do you look younger?” Jing Boyuan continued to ask.

Ye squinted and suddenly realized that he was different.

The casual and bright clothes on his body made him look younger and younger.

Not a young look, it is temperament.

In the past, he always used to wear suits and suits. It was probably to keep the employees and opponents below. He always had a face, deep and serious. He didn’t feel like a man in his early thirties, more like a forty-fifty-year-old. A deadly and old-fashioned veteran of the mall.

At this moment, his bright colors add a bit of vividness and vitality to his face, and his face is still the face, but it gives people the feeling, like a young man in his twenties.

On the way to the hotel, Ye Dingxin couldn’t control his eyes, so he stared at Jingboyuan.

Jingbo Yuanxiang is already used to such a warm eye of others, always changing his face and calming down.

When the car stopped, a low "get off" sounded in the ear, and Ye Zhixin returned to God.

Busy untied the seat belt and found that the car was parked in a narrow alley, with a sign in front, and the book: Hi.

"Here is..." Ye looked at Jingboyuan with a puzzled look.

Jingbo Yuanhui returned: "Friends open private restaurants, let's go."

Entering the courtyard door, a waiter was very familiar with it. "Mr. Jing, are you here?"

The table in the dining room is an old solid wood square table. Even the paint is not brushed. The logs are mottled with traces of the years. The chopsticks cage is made of bamboo. A corner of the table is covered with a lacquered tea green tin can. A few bright white roses, although looking old, but full of heart and charm.

The boss is a woman who is dressed up in the age of forty, and the charm still exists.

Ye Yinxin and Jingboyuan just ordered the dish. The boss came in with a civet cat in his arms and sat down next to Ye’s heart.

"Ayuan, you haven't come for a long time. You are dressed up well today. There are young people's vitality. It doesn't always feel like old-fashioned." The woman greeted Jingbo, and then the sight fell to Ye Yinxin. "This It’s the legendary little girlfriend, it’s really good.”

I don’t know how to call each other, so I have to introduce myself: "Hello, my name is Ye."

The woman smiled and said: "Is it a good time to have a good heart? It’s a good name. It’s no wonder that we can make our eyes look higher than the top of the big boss. I call it a happy person, you can call me a sister."

Ye smiled and shouted: "Sister."

The smell of people touched the cat's head in his arms. "It's called a happy meal, like a meal, and say hello to this pretty sister."

The civet cat snorted with a sigh of relief, as if he was really greeting the leaves.

Ye looked at the civet cat with his eyes flashing. "Is it like a meal?" She remembered the sign on the outside and wrote the word "happy meal."

I heard people laughing and laughing. "Well, this restaurant is named after it."

After sitting for a while, Jing Boyuan said: "Tomorrow my grandma's birthday, don't forget the past."

I heard people laughing: "I haven’t been out for a long time."

Jing Boyuan took a sip of the tea in front of him. "My uncle is back."

I heard people happy, and then laughed. "You guy, you always like to poke into the heart of your heart."

Just as the waiter started to give the table, I heard that people liked the opportunity to get up. "Well, don't accompany you, eat slowly, this meal, please, it is a heartfelt meeting."

Ye hearted, "Thank you, sister."

The smell of people likes to smile at the leaves and smiles: "The little mouth is really sweet."

The dishes are coming up one after another.

The dishes are full of strange dishes, long round squares, flower-shaped, apple-shaped, and a crab line. The traces of the years are very heavy, and the simple taste of the hostess is vaguely revealed. The raccoon cat who likes to eat rice is lazy.

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